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The thoughts of a poet

"From as long as I can remember I've always wanted to write. My mother taught me to read and write very well before I started school. My birthday gifts were always books and I was always thrilled to receive them. I didn't grow up watching a lot of television so even today I'm still behind on shows that people my age group grew up watching.  Like others, during my teenage years I wanted to fit in and I wanted to be seen. Looking back at it now I can just smile at it because of the growth that has brought me to the woman I am now. We all have things that we are passionate about and mine happens to be poetry. It isn't the most glamorous nor is it filled with expensive accolades but it is what I want to do. In the darkest of times in my life poetry has always been there and I can honestly say that if I didn't have my poetry I wouldn't be here today. We live in a world where people do just about anything to be noticed but I rather have my words be memorable and

What Poetry means to me

W ell now I am known as Saccheen the poet but there was a time when I would never share my words with anyone. When I was younger I was known as the quiet one and the one who was very reserved and had a very very small circle. The only thing that has changed now really is that I'm not as quiet as I once was but I still have that small circle. For me poetry is my comfort, poetry is my best and most understanding friend. I've always loved nature and discovering new places but I've never been afforded the opportunity to travel much literally but I have done so through my poetry. I have people from Africa to France to even Australia who have stumbled across my work and have fallen in love. So despite not being able to physically travel I can proudly say that a piece of me has been to some very beautiful places. I choose what words I use but I can't control how others interpret them and that's what excites me the most about sharing my poetry, I always enjoy looki

Cancer

Cancer By:©Saccheen Laing How many more tears shall we shed? How many more prayers must be said ? For how much longer shall we have to say bye to our loved ones smiles? We bury one after the other and keep asking why? From our babies to our grandparents We have to watch them cry because of the pain We sit and look up and wish we could see them smiling again Our hearts are heavy we are tired of writing RIP We hear of a death and the first thought is cancer has sent another to rest Who shall we have to say bye to next? C- controlling has it takes over our lives and we have to continually fight A-aches that it causes our hearts when we see another falls apart N-never ending because it feels like someone is always fighting C-catastrophic because it causes so much damage and suffering E- evil because there is no good in it R- recurrent because no matter how many times it goes away it comes back another way Nothing did our loved ones do to feel the pain that they had to go through Silentl

Hypocrisy of the Natural Community?

When a female posts a revealing picture on social media or dresses revealing in public there are two sides to the opinion chart. There are those who believe the female is an attention seeker and doesn't value herself and there is another side that believes she is brave and confident in her own skin. Now there is another side when you flip it over which is the side of the natural community who believes that when a female who doesn't wear her natural hair or 'natural looking protective styles' and dresses revealing she has no self worth and lacks knowledge of self. On the other hand if a female dresses in the same manner but has her natural hair on display and is out in the midst of nature she is an empress and proud of her roots. Maybe I am forgetful but when I was growing up an empress always took pride in how she carried herself. She was always well groomed and always fully clothed in her traditional dress and clothed with knowledge of her roots. Now a days the te

Diary of a Poet Week 4

(Available on Amazon and Barnes&Noble for purchase) Wow! Firstly, I want to apologize for being away for such a long time, I promise you that I will never neglect you again. I have been so busy pushing my new book that I completely forgot about my blog. To keep up with my daily activities I recommend that you follow me on Instagram @saccheenlaing_poet. So what has this poet been up to? Well this week I launched my T-shirt line, a line featuring some of my quotes and poems. Being a poet and not having much of a social life leaves me with all the time in the world to focus on ways to push my writing more. I'm not suggesting that a social life isn't important I'm just putting it out there that it can be difficult for a poet who often times tends to love her words more than she loves human interactions. I'm not sure it it's the same for other poets but I tend to feel overwhelmed having day to day conversations but as soon as I curl up and star to write or

Diary of a Poet Week 1

Welcome to 2016 everyone! I want to firstly say thank you for the support throughout 2015 and I look forward to blogging more this year as well as growth for this blog. I've decided to start a diary here that speaks to how it is for me as a poet on a daily basis. This morning after compiling my goals for 2016 as you can see above  I started to reflect on the year 2015. It was an up and down year where friendships and relationships were concerned but as it relates to my writing it was the best year of my life. I was able to publish two poetry books (The Voice of Jamaica and The Poet's Escape) of which I am very very proud.  For the year 2015 I was able to write a poem for each day which was as my 2015 resolution. This year I'm not setting any resolutions but goals that I will work on each and everyday that will help to make me a better person. As a poet it can leave us a bit more in love with our thoughts and the characters in our heads than people around us. This can lead

Interview with poet and author, Christena Williams

  Amongst the numerous accounts of the negative behaviour of young people in Jamaica, several Jamaican young people continue to stand out and are making their mark being felt both locally and internationally. Today, I sat down with poet and author Christena Williams to get some insight into her life and how much poetry means to her.    -Christena Williams What was your family background like growing up?   I grew up in Portmore otherwise known as “ sunshine city ” in a small community with my mother and three brothers as my dad left us when I was about one or two years old. He moved out to live with another woman leaving us practically in an unpaid house, bills unpaid, no furniture and such so you know we were what you would call poor. I however didn’t know that we were poor because my mom a disciplinarian was very strict with us. We were not allowed to visit neghbours   house as I think she wanted to protect us. She  didn’t want  us  to feel ashamed of ourselves and our circumstances.

What are your goals?

For majority of us everyday we log into a social media platform or several social media platforms. We use these platforms to get entertainment, information and to communicate with people. However, are we placing too much importance on the lives that we see on display on these sites. It's very troubling when I see young people making people who they know nothing about their relationship goals, family goals and whatever else kind of goals. A beautiful picture can hide the most horrifying realities. I mean it's okay to look up to people but it's not okay to mirror your life entirely off the life of another. What happens when that individual or individual breaks up or faces some serious family crisis will your life also fall apart? Are you unable to stand alone without the perceived fairytale concepts you believe in on social media sites? We complain from time to time about how self absorbed people are in the world yet we are the ones who continue to feed the desire that they h

Poetry books

To all my readers and bloggers alike by now you would know that I'm a poet. I write a poet basically everyday to fuel me through my days. I published my first poetry book couple months ago and I just published my second book yesterday. I look forward to your support and I guarantee that you will love them here are the links  Book links The poet's escape http://www.amazon.com/poets-escape-journey-beautiful-important/dp/1515010961/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1436631343&sr=8-1&keywords=The+poet%27s+escape The voice of Jamaica http://www.amazon.com/Voice-Jamaica-highlight-conditions-currently-ebook/dp/B00UMD9HUY/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1436632100&sr=1-1&keywords=The+voice+of+jamaica

Passport saga

This poem was inspired by the current problems that Jamaicans are having with the scheduled increase in passport fees. I've been looking at the comments of many Jamaicans who seem rather incentive about the issue but I just smile because one day I might just find themselves in a position where they may finally understand why so many have taken this so hard. Passport Saga By:Saccheen Laing The sun hot bad man  Look how long me stand up in a this line just cause me can't afford the 2000 extra dimes Oh God man I'm sure this is a crime Just to get a new passport I have to endure all of this? One week notice them give us and never expect the bomb rush and the heckle and beckle   The head of PICA lock up tight tight a enjoy her a/c While the heat from the sun a terrorize we The flight of the poor shall go on No little mercy on us who only get the little 5grand  Just to show that I am a Jamaican man I wake up from before the sun rise above the land 

Volume 1 of my book is here!!!

My book is now on Amazon here is the link to purchase your copy. It's not the best guys but it's my first attempt so support and volume 2 will be so much better!! http://www.amazon.com/Voice-Jamaica-highlight-conditions-currently/dp/1508826161/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1426176552&sr=8-1&keywords=The+voice+of+Jamaica+by+Saccheen+laing

Robots

Am I good enough? Let me see how many likes I got on my picture Is my breast too small? Maybe I need to put on some more makeup I don't feel like I look good enough People like her more than me its reflected on the hundreds of likes that she receives The world is filled with robots Everybody looking the same, everybody doing the same thing Are you good enough? Maybe I need to brush my hair a little more We insert our pictures into the program and wait for the outcome We sit waiting on the confirmation from the world To let us know if we are good enough The outcome will either cause our system to break or overload from gratification  So many end their lives because of the ridicule Eyebrows over fleeked or your outfit was on repeat Are you good enough? You check your Instagram feed Like robots we follow the leaders and we don't even ask why Why do we need these things to feel validated? Just click like and life will be just right  When the Intern

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