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

Off The Topic Thursdays/ Words

Words Can be as sharp As a knife And make you Feel worthless Which breaks you down But when the tables turn Words Can be powerful To build A person back up From the lowest Of the low. Alex

Off The Topic Thursdays/ Man’s Best Friend

For years and years You have been there With your paw Right beside me When I’m happy and sad Watched me grow into The man that I am today Now that You are getting older Nowadays, you put your head On my stomach And look me In the eye As if to tell me When … Continue reading Off The Topic Thursdays/ Man’s Best Friend →

Off The Topic Thursdays/ Red

The colour of love Is red So is the flower That we give on the day of love Red is also the colour of blood That keeps us alive But I’m blind to it Does that mean That I’m blind to Love and life. Alex

The Milkman (Short Story)

Missy Something is me really want to play with the milkman’s kid, but blacks and whites can’t mix, so I guess it’s time to put my ‘puppy face’ on and beg Tom to play with me. He’s coming with his father to give us the milk. “Good morning, Tom, how are you doing today?” “I’m … Continue reading The Milkman (Short Story) →

Off The Topic Thursdays/Born Into The Dark

It’s hard for her To find who she is She was born Into drugs And when she was barely a teen Her mum would send men To rape her For money Then she ran away And after a lot Of heartache A family took her in And became her loving family Alex