Hey lovers and wanderlusters,
This is a quick update to let you know that I have a new blog up and running called Wyld And Untamed. You can find it by clicking here – this is where I will be tracking my journey to living with passion and doing what I love, and being of service along the way.
Please check it out and subscribe to stay in the loop and remember to follow me on snap @samirawyld and follow me on Instagram stories and Periscope to stay updated daily on my progress in reducing my entire life into one suitcase and leaving Australia by the end of 2017/2018.
IN WRITING NEWS:
- My short story ‘Seduced by Colour’ erotic, romance fantasy set in the Mayan ruins of Palenque, Mexico will be available on Kindle over on Amazon by the 31st August if not before. I’m currently working on formatting and finding the most suitable cover. Researching this is probably taking longer than it took to write the god damn story LOL. Stay tuned 🙂
- You can find me performing my poetry as Spoken Word weekly on Brax Thursday’s @16:30AEST and on Periscope Friday’s @1:11 AEST
In the meantime enjoy one of my latest poems from my Collection of Poetry
‘A Wyld Love Note’ due to be released later this year as an e-book and audio.
Until then my loves, stay sexy, stay wyld and be free.
I’ve been trying to find the right words to say,
Nothing comes to me today,
You’ve been a part of my soul,
If only it were easy to go away.
I’ve loved you like no other,
Head bangs against the wall,
And the desire to smother,
Driving me away with cool contempt
that cannot break the fall.
How many times I’ve whispered into the night, ‘I love you,’
And held you so tight,
even though most times you were never there,
Leaving you always brings great sorrow,
Abandoned and shut out too many times,
No light for the morrow,
As the lies creep,
In the well of spite,
Rage torn abreast,
Hopes of Love,
a union ever blessed.
Shattered and torn,
of tired and tattered
hearts that mourn.
The longing beats on,
But cannot last,
Impossible to defeat,
or erase the memories of the past.
Solutions and remedies at the hands
outside of ourselves,
Torn beneath the skin,
Shredded and cut,
The veins collapsing within.
and broken parts. ‘I love you.’
How can I not?
The lies and betrayal can never be forgot.
The wounds open,
raw and bloody,
Recklessness of ones life,
Destroys the ashes of
another’s burning desire,
Of the seductive dance,
As two souls hold the fire,
We burn inside the hell we
created on the pyre.
A Wyld Love Note from my heart to yours
Peace out ✌
xo Samira ~ Peace Warrior ☮
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