My Early Poetry
At the age of 9, I began writing poetry on topics assigned at school. This was when I first felt a connection with the poetic elements of writing. The past few years, I have written several poems and have naturally started to translate my skills towards writing lyrics for my songs. Here are a few of my favorite poems from the archives:
Blue (Age 9)
Blue is the color of waves scampering out to sea
Slowly and smoothly as far as the eye can see
Silently they creep until there are no more
Unlike the entrance of the great and mighty Thor
The color of elephants as they stomp in the dust
Bathing themselves though not a bath to us
Revealing their true colors to the amazing world
Their trunks in the air being whirled and twirled
The color of school folders binders and pens
And scorned kids locked up in the dens
As the school day comes to a close
Us kids long for what’s right in front of our nose
Blue is the color of the sky on a scorching summer day
Birds chirping and coming out to play
But as the days end comes to a near
The skies color begins to smear
Into the pitch black night that all the creatures fear
Blue is a safe that can’t be locked
Only at night when the sky pops off
Splash!! The water goes
The ring ripples run through your toes
My parents didn’t believe I wrote this poem in school, so they reached out to my teacher who was also surprised. I ended up writing the one below about the color red…
Red (Age 10)
Red touching air runs through our veins
Flows to our hearts and then to our brains
Red is the color you might see in nightmares
The color that most people cannot bare
Red is the color of burning despair
The color that makes you go do your prayers
Red is the color you will see everywhere
Blowing around in the intoxicated air
Red is the color of a lovely sunset
The color that makes your eyes go wet
Red is the color you see on your cheeks
The color that anger will always seek
Red is the color on a stoplight
The color that will tell you “goodnight”
Red is the color witnessed at the end
The color that god will constantly send…