Dear my followers...I'm going to be taking this page down shortly. I'm sorry but I can't keep up with it and to help ease some of the stress I have I can't keep it up. Thank you for everything though. Feel free to email me and keep writing, remember you all are beautiful and talented. Don't let this world get you down. Farewell my friends, For the last, XoxoTay.
My name is Kailey Nicolaou (Titanium-Heart), my friends call me Kailz or Elly. My work is about my life struggles that have occurred and about faith, hope, depression etc. I have been writing poems, novels and songs since I was young to express my feelings, darkest and lightest thoughts. A lot of my poems are about my daughter Summer Rose Nicolaou who died on 18th December 2008, this was one of my darkest times that I have ever had. I do not speak to many people about my issues, so poetry is my release. I truly hope you enjoy my poetry and follow me for more of my poems, if you do follow me, I will defiantly take the time to look at your work and follow your page as well. Thank you.
My name is Tashoy Bailey. I realized I had the potential to be a poet when I was 14 years old. However I started to write and document when I was 16 . I write both Jamaican dialect and English. I also write plays and short stories but my sweetheart is poetry. At the age of 19 I got saved by the grace of God and so my poems now are centered around Him. He is my muse. Therefore I would like to welcome you all to vast in His righteousness and holiness. Love you all!
I have never truly fit in with my peers. In early grade school, I had a good amount of friends my age, but by the third grade I was reading at least five grade levels above them, and had discovered my love of the written word. I immersed myself in literature as my peers immersed themselves in pop culture. My friends grew closer to each other, as I delved into my own world. A world of fiction and fantasy. As the girls fell in love with the boys, I fell in love with my favorite characters. My vocabulary expanded to the point where large, polysyllabic words were part of my normal speech, and I had to repeat and tailor my sentences to speak to my peers. This trouble communicating pushed me further from my friends and closer to my books. I chose to live my life between the pages. It was only a matter of time, I suppose, before I discovered what reading had given me. I had developed a command over the written word which I could use to create my own stories. I could share my own thoughts efficiently and creatively, and I could make it sound beautiful with the ways I could craft the syllables to my whims. Words became better friends to me than humans. Over time I have discovered myself as a writer and poet. However, I have not lost my interpersonal relationships. I have been in love, I have been hurt, I have learned to interact with my peers, and I have had the experience one receives in high school. I have taken my experiences, both real and read about, and told them with words. I have learned from life and literature, and developed a depth of maturity that separates me from my closest friends. They come to me for advice because I have an understanding of issues that has proved helpful to them, in the rare situation that they actually enact it. However, when it comes down to it, the superficiality of my fellow high school girls pushes me away. I have tried and failed to open up to my peers and have effectively, though rather unfortunately, created a vast distance between them and I. Now here I am, unable to connect with my peers on a satisfactory level, and I feel a deep loneliness despite however many people surround me at any time. I have, to my dismay, dug my own hole, -- the nature of this hole I am still unsure of, could it be my own grave, I don't know -- but I have opened up a bottle of hurt and placed myself in a crippling depression. My own ignorance has been my ruin. I put myself on a plain above my level, and when I finally came down, I came crashing down only to find that I had pushed myself too far away. I have friends whose sincerity I am irrevocably unconvinced, and I have my own thoughts. Thoughts full of pain and resentment. I used to, desperately, blame others for it, too. I blamed my peers for not being on my level, and even my doctors for treating the ADD which could have kept me back from becoming too knowledgable. However, now I see that I am alone because I put myself in solitary. It is as regrettable as the physical scars which I have made on my wrist and gut: the emotional scar I have carved in my own heart. PS: I have a bit of an affinity to Willow Trees...
* A creative minded Smart Girl.. * I do my thing and you do yours... I am not in this world to live up to your expectations, and you are not in this world to live up to mine. * You are you and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, then it is beautiful. If not, it cant be helped. * I am you; you are me. You are the waves; I am the ocean. Know this and be free, be divine.
Moran Ndinisa, stage name TMCrazzzy.1991 aged! Born and raised in nelspruit from a small village named GBZ in daantjie. I wrote my 1st lyrics when I was in grade 7, primary school, it never got on tape but I could always get hype's from guys around the hood, hence it was very rare. then it went quiet since I had no idea nor a plan of how to procced about. Then grade nine, I met a few cats from the school I was attending, they kinda got the fire ignited. A couple o' cyfers, then later during that very same year, a nigger I grew up with fell inlove with producing, we did a few joints which went really apealing,. But a few people listened to our crap then, grade 10, things then started shaping up, I met scoundolous, the scientist, nigger is horrible on the bit and his mixing was just on point at that time and age, produced one of my best songs even today, songs like, "lifetime in hell" and "make that killo". After matriculating, I moved to witbank, the I thought the dream of a young rapper came to a solid wall but it was the begining of great things, met my friend and current producer! Mr M.T.H, mtherro, a God fearing nigger, we went to the same church and we figured out our rap style could not fit nor accommodate the lives of young Christians, then we had to chose between music and our belief, but we chose none, we decided we gonna bring it to church, that's why even today, after being dirty, dirty for so many years, I'm doing Christian rap and its ministering.
I am the sun that shines when darkness tries to win. I am the prayer one will say when times are tough. I am the love in your eyes. I am the reflection in the mirror and sometimes I do what the mirror does. I am magic in your eyes. Whoever is reading this. I am the peace inside. Simply coz I am the image of God. Sifiso Alsonjnr my life is Poetry