Alex Kenneh Poems
|3.||Make It Better||10/18/2011|
|4.||So Far To Go||10/18/2011|
|5.||They Reminsce Over You||10/22/2011|
|6.||It's Your World||10/25/2011|
|7.||Too Deep For The Intro||10/25/2011|
|8.||Just The Way You Are||10/17/2011|
|17.||Haves And Have Nots||4/17/2012|
|21.||Love Me Or Not||12/15/2012|
|22.||Can I Holler At You||2/28/2013|
|24.||I Get Up||7/31/2011|
|28.||Just Like A Star||9/26/2011|
|29.||Closer To My Dreams||9/28/2011|
|36.||The Color Of Sunshine||12/14/2013|
|38.||Drivin' Me Wild||1/25/2014|
|39.||Can'T Let Go||2/10/2014|
|40.||Free At Last||3/31/2014|
Comments about Alex Kenneh
I love her mind, but not in the slightest did I know her name.
She was the blank face in my dreams.
I always played the guessing games trying to find out how to approach her. Life may be a struggle. Sticks and stones do inflict pain.
But the word rejection tore me apart.
Reminiscing about the past me wondering if I could get past the old me.
Shy, quiet only kept myself. Me, myself and I until one of us gave up on chasing the dream.
So many ladies in the world but so few of my dreams. No matter what I had in my thoughts everything about her had fascinated me.
My minds ...
Dad's promises couldn't make the cut and for some reason I only had a father when I looked up. My mom was all I needed so I can't afford to keep wasting time helping an absent parent that missed my childhood play catch up.
Age twelve or younger a brother had big dreams of the oval office, balling on the court or the field, and being the ideal father; I never had when I was younger.
To this day my oldest cousin stays honest with me.
Whether she is encouraging me or disturbing my peace.