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that gut wrenching poetry they re mine and yours cause our voice got lost somewhere in between welcome home skip to content that gut wrenching poetry they re mine and yours cause our voice got lost somewhere in between welcome home menu about categories contact poetry cadonne 07 september 19 2026 sia morweng leave a comment everything looks different from home poetry thirty years september 17 2026 september 19 2026 sia morweng 4 comments i move mountains in my mind i wake up the world hasn t caught up i can t adjust for a minute can t go back to sleep can t come up with words to describe what i m feeling alright a mistake happened i move on no more changing the world hard work is for those with both the mind and the mouth i continue reading thirty years poetry it s been so long september 10 2026 sia morweng leave a comment it was the feeling i despised really but i m a living person how could i go without food should i hate my parents what did they do wrong had me years earlier but my younger brother exists could i really look at them and ask why they became teenage parents they sent me to school early my brain wasn t continue reading it s been so long poetry i paint december 27 2025 sia morweng it s as though i forgot too soon not forgot forgotten would have meant having no memory of other lips on mine their texture their warmth the breath i steal it would have meant not knowing the sound of my name from a deep voice whispered murmured caressed because simple because the feelings cannot be helped i continue reading i paint poetry who is deserting december 8 2025 sia morweng i m mesmerized by my own pain and it s almost funny how the man i keep my eyes chained to can marry have children build a life in front of me and still leave me pining after the shadow he never offered he only ever wanted the girl next door untouched by struggle and i could ve continue reading who is deserting poetry cowardly i guess december 4 2025 december 4 2025 sia morweng as it stands my time spent on earth is riddled with cowardice the lack thereof takes its little bites but when i m not lazy i d rather crawl back to my mama s house the government house yes if i wasn t told to school i wouldn t know how to write my name tell me what good continue reading cowardly i guess poetry pretty once november 11 2025 sia morweng pretty things tell others to become pretty and the world revolves around the loudest voice how bad tell me where i should ve inherited teaching my eyes to change colour change to say the things my mouth wouldn t say and keep those leaving my life i m a black woman one afraid of her own shadow and yet cannot continue reading pretty once poetry can t silence what isn t said october 20 2025 sia morweng i m embarrassed they never told stories about the graveyard the dead don t either if my heart follows that tradition then i m a girl coming of age a maiden who s seen me naked i didn t die and become forgotten the first the second the tenth eventually a husband who should ve stayed no i m pure i m owning this feminism continue reading can t silence what isn t said poetry one day october 13 2025 sia morweng one day two ordinary words yet they ve built a home inside my world there was a one day when i was a little girl when another child had a doll she refused to lend me i thought one day my papa would take me to school in his brand new car one day my mother continue reading one day poetry to be told differently september 30 2025 september 30 2025 sia morweng i m not a beggar i never wanted to beg but my lover changed midway suddenly his days became things i had to chase just to know about my voice one that never went out naked has now grown thick skinjust to survive the shame of going unanswered this is from a man who before a moment after continue reading to be told differently posts navigation older posts create a free website or blog at wordpress com that gut wrenching poetry create a free website or blog at wordpress com subscribe subscribed that gut wrenching poetry join 815 other subscribers sign me up have a wordpress com account log in now privacy that gut wrenching poetry view site in reader manage subscriptions sign up log in report this content collapse this bar loading comments write a comment email required name required website design a site like this with wordpress com get started