Brill Pongo

01/12/2025

Heads up 2026 will be busy

18/11/2025

What will be will be

Quod futūrum est, erit.

13/11/2025

White lies are like loose bricks 🧱

13/11/2025

Why are white lies dangerous?

12/11/2025

Walk and talk

12/11/2025

So what is your understanding of Trauma???

12/11/2025

In No One Comes Out Whole, author and poet Brill Pongo delivers a powerful exploration of love, betrayal, and healing. Blending raw honesty with emotional insight, Pongo examines what it means to confront pain and rebuild the self after heartbreak.
Through poetic reflection and psychological depth, this book reminds readers that healing isn’t about forgetting — it’s about learning to carry the wound differently.
No One Comes Out Whole is a story for anyone who has ever loved, lost, and begun again with deeper understanding.
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11/11/2025

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Brill Pongo’s No One Comes Out Whole, delivers a powerful exploration of love, betrayal, and healing. Blending raw honesty…

11/11/2025

What is the opposite of writer’s block
That phase where creativity is overflowing?

11/11/2025

The Creative Bug

There are days I strike that creative vein,
and when it hits—oh, it hits.

I can’t speak for every artist,
but for me, it’s like catching a sudden stomach bug.
You know the one—
no warning, no negotiation,
you just have to go.

That’s how creativity arrives.
One minute, you’re living life,
the next, the idea grips you by the gut
and says, “Now.”

People around me might still be talking,
explaining, asking for my time,
but I’m gone.
I’m not being rude;
I’m just completely possessed
by something that refuses to wait.

When that wave hits,
I’m shut off from reality—
incommunicado,
locked in my head,
chasing the rhythm of thoughts
before they slip away.

So please, don’t take it personal.
I’m not ignoring you.
I’ve just caught a case
of the creative bug.

A sudden, unstoppable,
unapologetic bout
of creative diarrhoea.

Let me p**p.

Sorry for the image,
but honestly—
this s**t is real.

— Pongo the Poet

26/07/2025

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25/07/2025

Polygamy Blues

They say one man one woman
Is the path of civilised life,
But my grandfather had six huts,
And never once knew strife.

Europeans came with their Bibles,
Declaring our ways were sin,
Now look at Finland’s women,
Crying for a man to let them in.

See, we’ve always shared the load,
Many hands to stir the pot,
Many hearts to keep him warm,
Many voices in one lot.

But Europe brought monogamy,
Said it’s love’s purest design,
Now their birth rates are dropping,
Their lonely women pine.

So don’t mock us polygamists,
We’ve known what works for years,
Love is not a rationed meal,
It multiplies, my dears.

©️pongo the poet