I see you boy,
Smiling and giggling with other girls.
Looking around, wondering just like me
What are these people like?
How do they live and survive?
What is their story?
I want to hear your story, oh boy.
Tell me where you come from.
Does your mamma like your work?
Did you study hard at school?
I'm a dreamer and get curious every day.
I step into your shoes and imagine,
Where are you going, where do you want to be.
Do you think the same?
Smile on and get on with life.
You are in a happy place right now.
I hope so!
All that I feel, read and speak. Trying to condense some of the toughest life lessons into simple words. Relieving the magic of written expression and making peace with my mind.
Wednesday, 22 August 2018
Conversations with a stranger
Sunday, 19 August 2018
Sea of poppies
Red is the colour I see,
I see no tear no blood differently.
The sea of poppies forever remain,
Sadness I feel for thee.
Great wars you all fought,
For our motherland, our peace and our children.
We stand here today to thank you,
As you lay deep-under resting today.
Fought you did for the world we have today.
Divided yet united in pain we cry today.
The tears come for different mothers,
Yet peace is what we seek every day.
You fought in the great wars,
We fight the great war within, today.
Every child, in every time
Feels the pain.
The sea of poppies remains the same.