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Shaniqua Luster

Hello, My name is Shaniqua Luster and I am an Entrepreneur, a motivational speaker, an Author and a Screenwriter.

I didn’t really choose poetry, it found me, in the moments I didn’t know how to speak. When my chest felt to full.. and my thoughts came faster than my voice, Poetry became the place where I can finally breathe it’s like my music, my escape. I always felt too much- and needed somewhere for it to go, so poetry became my music, my release, my way of turning feelings into something I can fully understand… it’s where my feelings go, when words aren’t enough, and it also comes in handy for others who enjoy a good poem to hear or read. So this is why I chose poetry or rather poetry found me.

A poetry piece from Shaniqua


I loved like a Whisper.. Until, I remembered I was the Storm...


I was not born loud-

I was born listening.

To almost love.

To almost-choosing.

To people who said “Stay”….

But meant, stay small.

I learned how to shrink beautifully-

how to fit inside someone else’s comfort

like I was furniture, like I was temporary,

like I was replaceable..

They told me- be soft.

Be sweet. Be wanted.

But never be to much to lose.

So I loved like a whisper… Like a secret….

Like something that apologized for taking up space…

But Something in me-

Oh, … something in me…

refused to drown quietly,

because I am not the kind of woman,

you half-love and survive….

I am the kind that changes the Weather…

And BABY- I started feeling it-….

That shift, that pull, ….

That power rising in my chest -

like a tide that forgot how to obey the moon.

I stopped begging to be chosen….

I Chose ME.

And it didn’t sound loud at first-

It sounded like WATER

Soft, Flowing, Unbothered-

until you realized it can carve through stone.

That’s when I understood -

I was never too much.

They were just not enough for a woman becoming a Queen.

Not the kind that waits- the kind that walks away Glowing.

Not the kind that breaks- the kind that Rebuilds…

with better taste in love.

So I let my voice rise-

Not pretty , Not Polished,

but powerful enough to echo in places that didn’t at once hear me.

And when they Heard Me-….

I mean really heard ME…

It wasn’t Soft anymore.

It was a Storm. It was a warning.

It was a Woman who finally fell in love with herself….

So very loud, that the whole world noticed..!!

 
 
 

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