My poem Riotous Rituals from my first collection Rocking Underground published in 2014. This book is now in its 3rd edition! I'm so happy that these poems found there place in the hands of like minded people and it resonated.
Nostalgia plays nasty games & tricks you into believing it was better than it was. It forces you to crave for something or someone that is best left in the past. Dark shadows turn into hues of rose and you want it all again, even though you know it's the opposite of what you need to grow 🌹
and that was the thing about her,
she kept on surviving.
with bullet holes in her lungs,
and knife marks etched in her back.
she never let anything get in her way,
not by choice.
but a warrior at heart.(k. azizian)