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In a couple of days, my collection, “Welcome to the Sombre Days“, will have its anniversary. To celebrate this milestone, the book will be available for FREE on Kindle for two days: Friday 8th and Saturday 9th March, 2019.

You can help me out by adding the book on your to-read list on Goodreadsand download it during the free days to boost its ranking.

Inside Me (2 poems from Welcome to the Sombre Days)

Inside Me (1) was already posted on my blog, but now I’m adding  Inside Me (2) alongside. Both poems are featured in Welcome to the Sombre Days.


Inside Me (1)

Little child,
angel wings,
pure heart.

Imitation of the holy,
acts of kindness,
sin is a foreign concept.

My feet follow a virtuous path,
my ears attuned
to the chimes of church bells.

Righteousness—
my mum nurtured it,
I take pride in that.

I pump my chest.
I’m the ideal kid,
unlike the other students.

At the daily mass
I kneel and chant
prayers of admiration.

With body, soul and mind,
I’m ready to receive inside me
the holiest man.


Inside Me (2)

Young man,
fallen wings,
corrupted heart.

Holiness has faded,
selfishness reigns
in a lone kingdom.

My feet walk in uncharted lands
searching rest
for my dreaded soul.

Righteousness –
it is an authoritarian myth
told by those in control.

I feel alone,
different than all the others –
there is no place where I belong.

I am a sinner now –
impure fantasies
clutter my consciousness.

I’ve become soulless,
my bare body is ready
to receive inside me
just another man.


Inside Me (1) and Inside Me (2) are poems from Welcome to the Sombre Days, which you can get from Amazon or Kindle. You may also add it to your books on Goodreads.

Ink-chanted (1) (Welcome to the Sombre Days #7)

Window wide open,
the wind whirls
between white walls.

Words
within pages
within books;
all orbit around me.

My spine is bent backwards,
my bones crack,
I stare at the ceiling
with my jaw locked open.
ink exorcises itself
from the papers
into my cortex.

* * *

We seek knowledge.
We seek power.

Only demon-possessed children
stand in our way.


Ink-chanted (1) is a poem from Welcome to the Sombre Days, which you can get from Amazon or Kindle. You may also add it to your books on Goodreads.

Inside Me (1) (Welcome to the Sombre Days #6)

Little child,
angel wings,
pure heart.

Imitation of the holy,
acts of kindness,
sin is a foreign concept.

My feet follow a virtuous path,
my ears attuned
to the chimes of church bells.

Righteousness—
my mum nurtured it,
I take pride in that.

I pump my chest.
I’m the ideal kid,
unlike the other students.

At the daily mass
I kneel and chant
prayers of admiration.

With body, soul and mind,
I’m ready to receive inside me
the holiest man.


Inside Me (1) is a poem from Welcome to the Sombre Days, which you can get from Amazon or Kindle. You may also add it to your books on Goodreads.

Hush! (Welcome to the Sombre Days #5)

From the moment I was born,
my lips have been sealed.

As a toddler,
I had no right to speak;
adults ignored me whilst they acted
the role of meteorologists:
Today’s a nice day,
lots of sun and no rain.

My headaches were like
boring advertisements;
They’d glance at me,
turn around unimpressed
and continue their stupid grown-up lives.

The fantasy murmur of a six-year-old me
was ceased by my teacher’s humiliating tone.

My words had no value.
I was transformed into a puppet,
my master stole the applause
as she put me back on the shelf.

Adults only cared about blood,
pain they could see.
That red colour,
it churns in their stomach:
responsibility.

I wove my pain into tears,
tears as fake as a crocodile’s.
Tears as powerful
as a witch’s concoction,
brewing guilt inside their heads:
guilt that cannot be washed away.

Crying became my main role,
it got me whatever I wanted
and that’s how I grew spoilt.

* * *

All my childhood was an act
and I have no idea who I really was
and I have no idea who I really am.


Hush! is a poem from Welcome to the Sombre Days, which you can get from Amazon or Kindle. You may also add it to your books on Goodreads.

Applause (Welcome to the Sombre Days #4)

All eyes on me:
my charm distracts grown-ups
from their mundane lives.

I’m tongue tied—
too shy.

Take out your cameras,
silly faces are what I do best.

When you look away
I feel used – abused,
like a soft-toy
only cuddled
when you feel afraid –
now laying untouched
gathering dust.

God has gifted you
with my holy presence,
it’s a sin to not love me.

I’ll let you do whatever you wish:
dress me up; pluck my hair,
move my limbs with puppet strings.

I want to affix your gaze onto me.
Pride is what my lungs breath;
so clap for me until you bleed.


Applause is a poem from Welcome to the Sombre Days, which you can get from Amazon or Kindle. You may also add it to your books on Goodreads.

Fruitcake (Welcome to the Sombre Days #2)

Sugar dissolves
on my tongue.

Chocolate hugs me,
and its warmth trickles
down my back as it melts.

My sensitive teeth battle
against gelid ice-cream—
each bite’s worth the pain.

* * *

If I am what I eat,
then that must be why
some call me sweet
and others call me
Fruitcake.


Fruitcake is a poem from Welcome to the Sombre Days, which you can get from Amazon or Kindle. You may also add it to your books on Goodreads.

Dancing Queen (Welcome to the Sombre Days #1)

“Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to the stage…”
Drumroll. The announcer continues,
“Jeremy, the Dancing Queen!”

The spotlights escort me
from the shadows;
I am the star tonight.

My motion is controlled
by the tides of a musical ocean,
and together, we carry you
to a tropical shore.

As confetti descend,
the symphony fades.
You’re back to a mundane reality
with a faint taste of fantasy
lingering in your mouth.


Dancing Queen is the first poem to Welcome to the Sombre Days, which you can get from Amazon or Kindle. You may also add it to your books on Goodreads.