Image is from Pexels On the outside, it might be rough And painful to the touch Most people think that A shell is all there is But when you manage To get to the core It is sweet and resting To the soul Alwx
Tag: poetry month
In The Name Of Love & Pain
Image is from Pexels I told myself I would quit But now that you are gone Around me, I don’t know what’s going on Since the pain It's like there was never peace To start with
In My Headphones
Image is from Pexels My headphone and I It is a story within a story Mine and the one I’m waiting to hear The ones you are scared to tell You put them in secret messages So that they are hidden But not faded by time Alex
In The Universe
Image is from Pexels The universe has plans We won’t know why We will get each yes or no What, or if it was meant Because it comes from A place where there is no pretending Like your first breath It’s your fate Alex
Like An Hourglass
Image is from Pexels An hourglass is like life Half light and half dark Each second leaves a mark Like your own piece of art Balance in the imbalance But together they make something For you to understand Alex
When We Meet Again
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
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
Self-Love
Image is from Pexels The faint touch of you It's still on my skin Trying to get into my heart within Even if we all know you will hurt it So I will be there As self-protection and self-love 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
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