Tag: Spoken Word
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Anchors | A poem by Eli Oko
The first Video in the series. I hope you enjoy x Anchors Something tells me we are halfway I have become like an anchor Sink! I tell myself Drown! I tell myself Hit the ground of the ocean Or she’ll surely float away. I truly want to be here I just don’t think I can…
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He was a thousand colours at midnight.
Hopeful hellos and Temporary goodbyesHe was my favourite song on repeat playing in my head while I sat alonein silenceHe has been my 1000 reasons to try againMy pillow caseMy duvetHe has been my comfort and my serenityDuring chaos and recklessnessHe has a special name for me that reminds me of who I can truly…
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To My Silver Lining…
So that I can soon honour me And all that I have become And all that I am soon to be.
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