Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose
Where I can feel at home…
Brother and SisterThe brothers come closerthey materialise into viewexpecting the expectant dame to cry ‘adieu adieu’but she will not falllike a tree in the quiet woods she will not be felled,not even by a dark witch doctor withmany alibis to tell.he holds the keys,swings with her melodies,he rhymes and rhymes,in unison in style,like youngest and [...]
my heart, oh my heart, it fills my mouth spills onto my chest a plethora of liquid love well blessed because I expelled those demons those pains those sufferings those feeling of inadequacy of needing to be noticed and appreciated by the lot of them I don’t need to be understood any longer I don’t [...]
amazing grace, learning to not take centre stage, but to share attention and time with others,growing less selfish and learning to enjoy a new familylearn and love amalgamate share energies --enough!I retreat, the Hermit, the rowboat goes on and on down a canal led by my hero of the tale, but the truth of the [...]
This life is worthless. It is worth exiting. I want to drown in the despair that this ward doebring. It erodes at you, they take each piece of you, break you apart. Take take, then unfagive, this is what breaks my heart. I worked so hard for my talents, and now I'm expectedshine, shine shine [...]
I over the melodramaticsThe bullshit sycophanticthe apparent rambling lunaticswhom do not know how to please themselves without easetheir problems can be oursBut I'm sick of being helpful divine whose put downI will launch a grenade and set myself alightI will smile as I dance with the powder beeswaxing with the moon and his counterpart Saturn [...]
inhale, exhale, that’s the price we pay for life,the sadness and the ecstasy and the purity of strifein which we live and breathe and write and see the beauty, the wonder, deep within me,I can finally acknowledge that what is within is Truth, is Wisdom,is blessing from the spiritual proof.The dove has arisen and landed [...]
Crazed night full of backstabs and bitesand false sugar sweetness relax into this dreamthere is understanding there are laughs there is fightthere is wit pomp and circumstance to cease this inner fightshe shrieks about the hell beneath her world in which she livesshe attempts to share her knowledge and more butthe bunny rabbit only questions [...]
I am most honoured and delighted to share that I have been published at Spillwords as a featured poet. My sincerest gratitude to Dagmara K. and rest of the other editing department of Spillwords for this wonderful acceptance of my poem 'Fluidity is Mine'. Please visit to read Spillwords here to read my poem. I [...]
my mind,my heart my body my soulthree unite know my allto time I am like a raging river gushed by a future seathere is reverence, not irreverence, yearning, deep within metemper yet the strangeness the dictations and rhythms of timesmile widely in the circumstancesbaby girl you’ll always remain minethere are times of course, when we [...]
Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose 
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