Mama Said

As a child Everywhere you went I followed I covered for you From dad Because you were a hero In my eye And you use to say That mama will love you Always and forever However, the day I came out With pain in my eyes As the real me That love was a … Continue reading Mama Said →

Hurricane

With just one hit Life as you know it Is no longer You are in shock Trying to see that All the ones you love Are safe In the aftermath Of the hurricane You look to see if you have Any personal belongings left So you can move on With your life Alex

I Had To For Myself

We were just teens Tasting what love could be Getting judged because of Skin colour We taught each other What real love is But inside me I was fighting A silent battle Hiding who I really am So even if I loved you To the moon and back Even if with pain I had to … Continue reading I Had To For Myself →

My Reading World

I found this world When I first learnt My ABC’s This new world opened up One that I can jump into anytime Letting my mind travel To all the places I can’t go to Without leaving my home It can be the medicine To my sadness And the creator to happy times Alex

Rain

On raining days With all the grey skies Which people tend To hate but it's those Days that I love The most Even just looking at it And letting my thoughts roam Smelling it Reminds me of my childhood Listening to it hitting the window Is the lullaby To my sleep Alex

Green Eyes

I miss your green eyes Because you were my diamond In the rough When things get tough The way my face lights up When I see you That gets my heart beating As if you bring me Back to life Alex

A Puzzle Piece

Like all the edges In a puzzle piece Everyone comes From a family Whether born into one Or the one you choose To be in If you lose a piece You can no longer See the full picture Alex

Dear Brother

Dear Brother We never met But I still miss you We only have one photo Of you And that photo Will stay in our hearts The worse thing is To see the pain In my mum’s eye We know that you are In heaven Protecting us Alex

Art

Art comes in many forms It can be bright And it can be dark Which keeps the image Ongoing in your mind And like life It can have grey areas Making it hard To see what's Right or what's wrong Alex

The Orange Tree

There was this man That lived on a farm With endless rows Of orange trees With oranges as sweet As honey This yummy fruit Became the livelihood Of the family And they got Out of poverty One orange At a time Alex