Image From Pixabay We became friendsAt the startOf a roadTo be the menWe are meant to beSeeing you growIs like giving me wingsTo help me flyWith the power of friendship Alex
Tag: poem
Off The Topic Thursdays/ Marry Me
Image from Pixabay We laughedWe had endless chatsTill the early hoursOf the morningI thought I knew youYou said you wanted meForeverBut, it only took one nightFor you to be goneAs quick asThe wind Alex
Off The Topic Thursdays/ The System
Image from Pixabay I’m tired of feelingI’m just a numberIn a worldWith a systemFull of numbersNo longerA humanWith feelings and emotionsBut a robotMade byUnwanted metals Alex
Van Life
Image from Pexels A home on wheelsWith all the beautiful viewsAlong the wayMeeting new peopleAnd culturesWhich gives youThe rare giftOf knowledge Alex
Dear Bullies
Image From Pixabay Even if I chose to forgiveMy mind goes backTo what you said and didOn days that aren’t so brightBut that’s what makes meStronger to standIn this thing called lifeSo, thank youFor that Alex
Creep
Image from Pixabay You can call me a creepBut I would watch you sleepSince when asleepYour walls are downSo, I can seeThe man I fell in love withNot the man whose heartIs paralyzedTowards me Alex
Climate Change
Image from Pexels Some belief is just a hoaxThat it’s not realThat our actionsAre killing the worldWe live inLeaving nothingBut a trailOf issuesFor the peopleWho will comeAfter us Alex
A Family of Friends
Image from Pixabay A family untiThat isn’t tightedBy bloodBut it is a familyThat you chooseThey are there on happy daysAnd those days when you’reIn need for someoneTo be thereTo help youNot fall to your knees Alex
Poppies
Fields full of redLike the soldiers bloodWho left this worldOn an unknown landLeaving weeping mothersAnd griefing fathers Alex
Army of Clouds (Guest Post)
From Google Image Search Many years ago a thief stole my eyes,and threw them away from light-I never even saw the face you shone at mereflected in the canopy above us. Your voice constantly described my lifefor all the mountain walks we breathedwere seen to me as a painted pictureon the blank canvas inside my … Continue reading Army of Clouds (Guest Post)
