Welcome to the journey into the Wyld And Untamed
‘Tie me up like I’m surprised, Let’s roleplay, I’ll wear a disguise, I want you to park that big Mack truck right in this little garage, Make it cream, make me scream’
Cardi B
Some context behind the above quote and the following poem goes something like this.
Continue reading “Sex, Lies & Videotapes. This is not a love story”‘Running with my rain face on
– Maxi Jazz, Sister Bliss, Roll Armstrong, Zoe Johnston (FAITHLESS)
Today I woke up feeling sad,
I know that you said
That one day I would be glad,
Hold the choirs of winter,
The birds are calling to me,
And all the leaves that I came to love are falling..
Oh you know that breaks my heart.’
To all new arrivals I must ask you to take your place in the queue between me and you, as even sitting in the garden one can still get stung.
Continue reading “SUNDAY. 8PM. FAITHLESS (Maxi Jazz will meet you at the door)”Hurt me when I’m close to you
Christina Aguilera / Linda Perry / Mark Daniel Ronson
Tell me lies and not the truth
Carve your wrongs in my skin
Writers, write for two reasons.
Actually, there’s way more reasons than that, but that’s just some insight into a writers mind.
Writers often write from pain. I think there is an element of pain behind most who create aRt whether it be the form of poetry, songwriting, composing, story-telling (fiction) screen plays, painting, the list goes on and on. Feel free to add more in the comment section below.
Continue reading “Writers, write for two reasons…”
Happy Friday to YOU!
I wrote this poem this afternoon over coffee. It feels rich. It feels deep and it evokes something deep within me, and I hope it evokes something within you.
If it doesn’t resonate, that is all good, what I want to know is whether it evokes a reaction in you, good, bad, or otherwise. Let me know 🙃 ⤵️
Continue reading “How does this make you feel?”The anger I feel,
Cannot be swallowed with a pill,
My eye is neither left or right,
Or fight or flight.
The anger I feel, Cannot be swallowed with a pill, My eye is neither left or right, Or fight or flight.
Samira Wyld
The anger I feel, Cannot be swallowed with a pill, My eye is neither left or right, Or fight or flight. I see what is happening, The tragedy all around, From afar, And on the ground. Neither one is worse than the other, We all need a lover, A sister, Or a brother. The war between us began a long time ago, Some of you just didn't know, It's us and them, 'Listen son' said the man with the gun, There's room for you inside, Pink Floyd knew it, Or maybe they were part of the divide We cannot let the divide, Continue to collide, With what makes us human, To feel pain. Sorrow, Happiness, In the sunshine, or in the rain. We've been objectified since time began, Many of you fell for the scam, The lies, The propaganda, Fear mongering, Yet you line up, Comply, Abide, And stop asking the 'why? Time is drawing closer, Closer to the end, Beginning of the end, Or somewhere in the middle, But please let's stop the pretend. It's all a charade, Theatre at its worst, Don't fall for the curse, The spell, That has made us unwell. Open your eyes, Open your eyes, And realise, We can rise, Among the ashes, And as society crashes, Know that the veil is lifting, We can stop drifting, And be what we came here to be, Take care of one another, Which means between you and me, And truly be free. The Charade ©️ Samira Wyld 2022
Until next time, with love from my 💜 to yours
Samira xo
Stay seXy, Stay wYld, Be free
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