Recent poems

• 25 Aug 2013
  2

  To The Chord

  To the craggy soul singing wreck,
  the one who waits on the edge of wisdom,
  Grafting some meaning

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  by Ronatani
• 25 Aug 2013
  1

  The UN-United Planet

  I was once asked what I would love most about my life, if I were to die.
  Would it be the people

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  by Ronatani
• 25 Aug 2013
  3

  British Indian

  Namaste….bruv
  I hear walking down Neasden streets on a Sunday morning with my baby cousin in hand

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  by Ronatani
• 25 Aug 2013
  1

  3 Birdies

  You know what I’ve always wondered.
  Tree’s.
  Who came up with the idea of tree’s
  God

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  by Ronatani
• 25 Aug 2013
  3

  Losing My Spices

  I’ve been shipped and moved around, flown and broken down.
  3 continents have their mark in me,

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  by Ronatani
• 25 Aug 2013
  1

  Heartbreak Bruschetta

  Bruschetta at 1am-
  Can never be right, right?
  It’s not the taste, the tomatoes ripe.
  But as I

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  by Ronatani