I have been gone for a minute huh?
My life has been crazy. Crazy good but crazy busy. I study, work and live in love. Thats my life right now and I tell you what, I love it. Just means I have little down time and when I do I spend it with loved ones or sleeping lol.
You know I have been meaning to get on here and say I am back and I am going to start posting more. But I didn’t want to lie. The truth is up until now I haven’t felt like writting. Now I love writting but maybe there was a small part of me that associated blogging with sadder times. It was my therapy through everything and now I am happier than I have ever been and I can’t seem to want to write. I considered even closing the blog down but I connected with so many great people I couldn’t bring myself to do it. It was actually my boo that said I should start writting again. But I had to wait till I was ready. I looked through my blog I can see how far I have come and I did not always write tales of woe; so I am here! I am back. I don’t know the future direction of this blog but I been itching to write. So write I will. I may be fiction, my life’s truths or poetry – its going to be me!
Thanks for sticking with me …
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A city that lost its son,
call back with an unfettered heart,
with a garland of marigold,
with a shade of bougainvillea.
And miss them the way,
fishermen at sea shore
miss sun before rising,
eagerly, desperately and
A city that call back
A city that speaks.
P. S. Because of urbanization and industrialization, small cities are losing their son. One who move. One who never come back should learn something from fishermen. They catch fish but never settle at sea shore.
They know it is not their point.
Their home is calling them back!
Thank you for your time. ...