Poetry

BOXES & CIRCLES

Unhand me dear maiden of these edges,
Unhand me dear maiden of these edges.
I do not seek to be put in your hole,
I do not seek to be put in your hole.
Polygons of freedom, squares of the dead,
lend me your ears, so my words don’t go unheard. Continue Reading

Poetry

TO YOU LIFE

Oh dear mister the one who heals the broken,
I hear of your faith in rides I could enjoy.
Not bad for the one who came through words spoken.
Laughter, Pain, Joy, Sadness I hear you employ
To help fix the dejected and the dying.
I’d love to sit in your counsel with my joy.

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Audios

DOWNLOAD LAST WORD BY RUDDAPOET

Yet again, the Red Cap Poet fondly known as Ruddapoet dropped a thought provoking piece of Spoken Word titled “Last Word” or as known in Latin “Ultimas Palabras”. This comes again from his Spoken Word collection of 2018 titled “Hymns from Mt Ados”.

This piece of art carries a message for the people despite the burdens our leaders have put on our backs. It spells out the magnificence of the trouble we keep nursing as we spot differences among ourselves. Continue Reading

Poetry

CUSTODIANS

Watch the babies grow into children,
And the seeds to full grown plants,
We survey the earth, it will obey,
As the winds of creation still chants.

Groom the children to become adults,
Release the sun to give joy,
It will obey, the earth we survey,
And take out what we have to destroy. Continue Reading

Poetry

A TEACHER IN ONE OF US

I am a bully, I tame the sun,
Chalks do stutter to obey.
I am a school and my rule is one
Always be yourself, in March or May.

I teach young words to invent their fun,
I don’t teach wards strong dismay.
My rule is a school and I am one
I teach the spirits, those made of clay. Continue Reading

Poetry

SHAWL OF ETERNITY

I hear the messages through the thin air,
howling the voices of gods and mortals.
They guide and protect the shadows that pair.
Sometimes they’re keys to open our portals.

Then we summon words to cover them up,
wordsmiths alike to make up fairy tales
of pain and danger stirred in the same cup
of strange emotions, from whence they did hails. Continue Reading

Poetry

LONGING FOR HOME

I will welcome the arms beyond this earth,
goodbyes and welcome suits eternity.
I could home death and still be called rebirth.
Auctions of pride, wheeling morality.

Home-love does not differ from hair and skin,
don’t prove you’re their son, the tongue never lies
It stays woke to curse the enemy’s pin.
Make sure you leave memories worth the price. Continue Reading

Poetry

BURDENS & EXPRESSIONS

Just like the sack of burden on the back of the pilgrim
That journeys along with him in both heart and mind
The same is mine, although I conceal it with big grins
And ignore them in faith as though I am blind. Continue Reading

Poetry

CURTAINS OF THE EARTH

I alone survived the sketches of the start,
I saw the beginning begin from his lips.
He said ‘My boy, shall we break these walls apart?’
I feared the sun would bid farewell backflips. Continue Reading

Poetry

CITY BEHIND WATERFALLS

On temperate nights clouds will float,
Under thick blue skies, over hearts,
That intertwine at the first sight,
Like brush and paper for fine art,
Until you gibe to sail my boat.

On temperate nights clouds will float,
The rain will drizzle till we’re drenched,
Our hair, dangle over our face,
The pinch of eye contact will quench,
Until you gibe to sail my boat. Continue Reading