Shaniqua Luster
- Ena-Alese
- Apr 13
- 2 min read
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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