A poem for the ending of March

Hey Tomodachi’s,

How are you all this wonderful Friday afternoon? I am doing perfectly fine. My 29th birthday was speny peacefully with my family last week Sunday and I am trying to live my life the best way I can, one day at a time.

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My spoken word performance on Sunday

Hello Tomodachi’s,

Below is the poetry performance I spoke of on Sunday. I read 4 poems that night but below in the video I read only two poems, ‘Wounded’ and ‘Unapologetically black’. At a later time, I will blog about my experience of the night and it is most likely my last performance in the Netherlands. Continue reading

Unapologetically Black

Hey, Hey, Hey Tomodachi’s!

It feels like it has almost been forever since the last time I wrote anything on my blog. I hope you can forgive me for pulling another one of my disappearing acts on you all. I have missed blogging after not blogging for the past three months.

If you follow my Instagram and other social media pages I recently posted on my Instagram page explaining the reasons for my disappear and how I would be back, out and about on my social media pages and blog. And here I am! With a new poem! Continue reading

My Frozen Heart

Hello Tomodachi’s,

Happy belated International Women’s Day! I hope that all you wonderful women of the world enjoyed your day yesterday. And on a second note, Happy Birthday to my dear older brother, Cornelius. I hope you are healthy and doing well.

Today I will be posting a poem I recently wrote called My Frozen Heart. I have not posted any poetry or any of my writing on my blog for several months because, honestly, I have been lacking in the creativity department for quite some time. Though it has been a while, I hope you enjoy this very simple poem about when a person’s heart turns cold for many reasons and circumstances they more than likely have no control over.

If you have any comments about it please feel free to write me because I would love to hear your commentaries and criticisms, if there is any. Enjoy and until next time! Take care and have a great day!

My Frozen Heart

My heart used to be so warm,

But now it has turned so cold.

It was frozen over by time,

Frozen by this unforgiving, cold world.

Do I regret it?

Maybe I do, Maybe I don’t,

But there is no longer any hurt

So in the end, I guess, maybe I won’t.

Will my heart ever beat again?

Maybe it won’t, maybe it might,

But after looking at my frozen but beautifully protected heart

I cannot help but think inspite of myself, ‘Oh what a beautiful sight…

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Look up

Hello Tomodachi’s,

How are you this fine Friday afternoon? I think I may be getting another cold going by my runny nose, slightly irritated throat and constant sneezing. I did not get over my last cold barely even a week ago. How disappointing that I may end up getting it again…

Anyway, as I wrote on my last blog post on Monday, I had my spoken word performance on Wednesday evening. It seems to have gone pretty well when I think back on the crowd’s reaction to my performance. If you are interested in watching the live videos I had posted you can always go to my Angie’s Inspiration page on Facebook and check them out. I intend to make a mini video of my day leading up to the event and parts of the event itself if I get the chance to do so.

I may not be some genius poet of the sort but I try my best in all that I do. I look up despite my failures, nervousness and being (considered) not good enough. I refuse to remain staring down at my feet because of my insecurities. For how will I know what may or may not lie ahead if I am always staring down?

Anyway, the poem below expresses exactly how I feel and in just a few words. I hope you enjoy it and I will see you all next time. Take care and have a great day everyone!

Hey, You, Young Women of the World!

Hello again Tomodachi’s,

Apologies, apologies, apologies. Though this blog post is coming MUCH later (a day later in fact) than I was expecting to post it, but as promised, here it is. On my Monday’s blog post I spoke about me presenting a spoken word poem on stage at the Hostel Rooms on Sunday evening. The poem is called Hey, You, Young Women of the World. When you read the poem below you will be able to interpret the poem the way you want to interpret it. It is alright to debate on what it means to you or how you interpreted it. Continue reading