Mr T. Mandie Speaks

Picture from Pinterest   Upon the sterling rhythmic dialect sway The thundering drumming smoke Lost in between chants & the ...

Say a little to save face Dashing into the realms of hopeless beginning We chased the wind hoping to find feet Reducted in words, spilled am...

  we used to tango, to the rhythm of the fire. Staring at stars painting our tomorrow engrossed in a tale to calm the dust evident on our he...

Photo by Anna Shvets Rabbit Choices We stand at the jaws of life Ransacking on time, which was robbed from us seeking wisdom fro...

Picture by Alteredsnap from Pexel Pardon my rudeness as I interject with my perspective Bombarded with thoughts that were meant ...

How do we begin to light the light? when storms of life seem to be the perfect logic birthed in times of reclusiveness we curved...

Oh! dear child I wish I could hold my mouth when your tears decide to take a stroll or stall your feet, so that you remain the same shielded...