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Growing up in East London and raised by struggling working class parents I learnt fast how to survive and how to make the most of the little things. During my primary years I was socially relevant accepted by my peers and teachers hated that they loved me. Mild mannered and humorous I feed my mind with manga’s, movies of all genres, documentaries the bible and computer games. A product of my environment, these things held my interest rounded my personality and shaped my creativity. However it was not until my late teen’s; an explosive time filled with life lessons and learning curves, that I learnt the importance of being in your own company, a concept Alien to me until I went travelling for three months alone. At this time knowing myself became primary. Likes dislikes Reasons and Goals. I defined myself and refined my life meaning. Then came university were I studied Cognitive Science which further fuelled my appetite to understand; why what when and how. Not only in regards to myself but humanity as a whole its Likes dislikes Reasons and Goals. My research was insatiable, so many things taken in, so many ideas formulated but still I had no expressive tool, no way to translate, no way to give back. At the age 21 I was given career advice by a 9 year old (LMAO) , who suggested that I become a writer (he had his reasons) . It has been a long journey but I finally found my form of expression which I have practiced and refined over the last 4 years....So at 25 years old I am proud to call myself a writer. Follow my poetry @ArtSMP)

The Best Poem Of Daniel Steele

Nothing Has To Happen

Nothing has to happen
the moment is enough
more is indulgence
and patients is a virtue
less will let us wonder
and fill tomorrow with daydreams of the other
when you are gone
and i am there
we can stare at mid air
and hear whispers in the wind
gone,

Proof that romance is not dead?

So maybe its best that nothing happens
whisked of our feet in a moment
my heart beats too many times
this is not a race
I respect seconds
but tonight I can let them fly free
lost in your eyes
caught in silence
decisive moments
I allowed to slide by

What am I afraid of?

When nothing has to happen
your hand touches mine
I divert my eyes to the night sky
the moon glows
stars shine
clouds move
and I see more then I want
could my being be meant for you
ill give moments to have a life instead
I have lived in lust but would die for love
one creates the other

am I choosing the right one?

something has to happen
if I let this time pass
and stress no cause
there must be an effect
I’ve felt the reaction
and know the chain of events I wish to ensue
but was I touched to easily
grabbed by emotion
dropping my motive
with each word from you pink lips
we shared tails
I gave much
you gave more

what will happen?

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