The Orange Tree

Image is from Pexels There was this orange tree That gave the sweetest of fruit But then the land was sold And no more care was shown to it So, everything starts to get bitter The Earth grows it But it falls rotten Back to it Because it has no use Alex

Like A Seashell

Image is from Pexels A shell has many layers At the top, a plain shade For it to fade in the background So, it goes untouched and unharmed Not to be prey The shell has hits of colour Then the heart of the shell Is this fiery reds and oranges No jewel can compare Alex

Sleep And I

If it were up to meI would never sleepBut my body has other plansIt starts to slow downIn the way it movesBecoming a battle of willsOf the mind and the bodyWith one acting like a motherReassuring their childThat they will get to play another day Alex

Uneven Us

Image is from Pexels They thought they loved In saying the words But instead of protection It becomes a curse That can’t be untwisted with hate But only with love Making the way to get there uneven Alex

Grandma’s House

Image is from Pexels The house of GrandmaBring a heap of good memories to mostIncluding most people in my familyI was taken there oftenYet it was clear thatMy sister and I weren’t as welcomedAs some of my other cousinsThose who were showered with sweetsSo that house holds a sense of uneaseAlex

Two Women…

Image is from Pexels Two women in a sea of men Yet with their beauty They grab you And you will ask them To hold you by the hand To show you The female power That can overcome The bitterness from the sweet Alex

You Asked For It

The Image is from Pexels I disappeared like you asked me to Or maybe you didn’t I can’t fully remember With the years chipping at the memory As it turns out You never completely left either Just took the good bits Of what used to be Alex

My Words

The Image Is from Pexels In the love of words I had a taste of you Whatever that you might be My partner in crime To break the rules To get some peace in my world Or in the world Where my words may go unseen Alex

To All Mothers

Image is from Pixabay You were there in the first few seconds That I was born Held my hands on good days And my heart on the bad ones Since you can read me Without me saying a word Hence why my child’s eyes dream Was to be like you Caring, gentle and always with … Continue reading To All Mothers →

A Story From The End

Image is from Pexels What if we start knowing the story From the top to the bottom From the end to the first Learning what led to the thing You read before Retracing the falling pieces Which made a whole Alex