The Revered Female

by Sahera Patel

The Revered Female
Female Muslims, supressed they say.
Thoughts and voices kept at bay.
Born to breed, must take heed.
Brains in chains, master reigns. Continue reading “The Revered Female”

Stage Fright

by Justine Young

Shaking hands
Mouth dry, like sand
Standing, small
Not sure I want a voice at all. Continue reading “Stage Fright”

A Man’s World…..

by Sophie Patel

Definition of a woman;
Tight waist,
Hourglass figure,
Plumped up lips, Continue reading “A Man’s World…..”

Sonnet 2, The Helpers

by Bilal Saloo

Your name will not be etched in history,
nor your life written for all to debate,
In time you will be left a memory,
But your actions will outlive any fate. Continue reading “Sonnet 2, The Helpers”

We Can Choose

by Mark Griffin

If I understand the world one way and you understand the world another way then
WE CAN CHOOSE to understand one another. Continue reading “We Can Choose”

Writer’s Block

by Tahera Mayat

Click, clack, click, clack
I fidget with my pen
As I think about
What to write next Continue reading “Writer’s Block”

Through A Hole The Size Of An Apple

by Mohammed Barber

Through a hole the size of an apple
He can see light in the distance
Faintly though it may be
He can hear the merrymaking and joy Continue reading “Through A Hole The Size Of An Apple”

Sounds Familiar?

by Jem Tovey

If there’s a cardinal sin in English it’s the usage of cliché,
We should think outside the box, at the end of the day.
It’s a big enough ask just to make these words rhyme,
Yet you expect originality at this moment in time?

Give me some new clichés, Sam Goldwyn once said,
So I’ll have to push the envelope before I put this one to bed.
I rose at crack of dawn and pressed my nose to the grindstone,
And now I’m at my wit’s end, just trying to strike the right tone.

I can run but I can’t hide, I’m tearing out my hair,
There’s nothing in my locker, the cupboard is bare.
I need some latitude for my platitudes, this is making me irate.
I don’t like to share my feelings, except in boiler plate.

I’ll plead the Fifth Amendment, does that exist in the UK?
If I can’t share my shibboleths, then there’s nothing more to say.
Toodle-pip and see you later, I’ve really got to fly,
See ya, don’t wanna be ya, never can say goodbye…