Amber- poem

I always like to ask people how they would describe a colour to a blind person.
“Green is touching the grass and facing the wind as it messes with your carefully done hair and laughing out loud.”
“Yellow is smiling so much your cheeks start hurting. Kissing a daffodil.”
“Crimson is being in love, being passionate, being intense.”

All I See is Blue- poem

I’m sailing west and all I see is blue.
All I see is a canvas of waves,
Maybe if I step carefully I’ll be able to dance across the sea to the horizon.

It’s all my kingdom as far as my eye can see,
I hold the world in my fist, it belongs to me and only me,
It resides in my soul- a kind memory.

my words- a poem

when i was four, i carefully wrote my name in the sand.
my dad held my hand and helped me trace it in two other languages
and i watched the sea gently caressing the shore, but never reaching my name
my name was protected from the rolling waves and the salty foam-
she was resilient.

Drown – poem

The current is too strongAnd useless to fight against It’s useless to try and find The last ounce of courage one hasWhen all is lostAnd nothing can be done I’m resigned to my fateAs dark as it seemsI know I will drownIf not today, tomorrowOr the day after that It’s a ticking clockMocking meBetting when …

The Sunflower – poem

The sun has set The moon has risenThe sunflower cries and hides her faceYearning for the lightTo wake her upAnd take her through a journeyThat is unforgettable.She is awoken to a sky That makes the most colorful rainbowsSeem like faint faded artFor she knows true beautyAnd she feels it every morning.Sometimes she wakes up to …