Image is from Pexels When we meet down the line Will your eyes still Tastes like bitter wine Will the heart stop acting Like everything is fine Because your kindness To my mum, won’t stop the hurt Alex
Category: My writing
Box Of Keepsakes
Image is from Pexels In the box of keepsakes Your mother kept for you Like your first smile Or your first steps Which are yet to create maps Your first soft pillow Which your falls is Meant to follow Alex
News
The image is from Pexels What kind of news will you give The one that happiness will bring Like the love of a wedding ring Or the one like a blow of wind That leaves nothing as it was behind And has no rewind Alex
Lady In Red
Image is from Pexels She’s the lady in red I see in the crowd Like she’s the queen with the crown I run, but she’s out of reach So I was about to give up When my eyes called for her And she looked back Alex
On My Mother’s Bed
Image is from Pexels On my mother's bed I learnt the lessons Which aren’t meant to be taught The messages my mother was feeling The same ones she was trying to hide From the world But our bond Showed them to me Alex
Tears Of Joy
Image is from Pexels You tend to come out of nowhere But today I welcome you Because, unlike the many times before you You are a bright colour which comes Out of joy Not the tears of darkest That comes out of sadness Alex
Us Becomes I
Image is from Pexels When things start to change From the things you do On a daily basis Might feel like freedom at first From being with people To pushing to be alone From wishing time to slow down To wanting it to go by again Alex
To The Lost Books
Image is from Pexels To the lost books I will still read you Even if I can’t tell the world That I have Since you disappeared, or they made you do so You still have my promise To be held in my heart And in my mind Alex
Like Wildlife
Image is from Pexels Fire, the colour of gold Which is yet to know its worth The power of warmth And the pain to burn Like there is no way Of a return With a bit of wind Going from one side To the other Alex
Think
Image is from Pexels Sometimes we don’t just fear the unknown But also what we think we know Then we think and think To the point where we overthink Until it becomes the past That comes back At the click of a finger Alex
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