A Race Against Time

The sun kissed my faceWhile wind whistled past,No one behind me in the race,Am I the one who is last? The question paper in front of me,Filled with questions I have never seen,For answers, my mind comes up blank,Am I the one to be blamed for that? Drained of energy,I just want a break,My brain

Wake Up: I Am Still a Human – Tisha M. — Radiate Literary

Today we’re delighted to bring you a poem entitled “Wake Up/Treat Me Like a Human” by Tisha M. We love the style and passion of this piece. Enjoy! Wake Up/Treat Me Like a Human A small white flower Soon trickled blood, Purity and innocence, Society claimed; washed away from her. A woman, a carrier of […]