poem, poetry, writing

Vlog

This poem is heavily inspired by a piece I read, written by someone vey close to me. The pieces are not the same, however, they are very similar, and for that reason I will not be taking any credit for this piece. I just thought it was too raw and mind-provoking not to share.

The original writer does not want to be named.

I really hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

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I have spoken to God

And it is my right

To take to the streets

No questions or blight,

I must help the poor

To win their fight.

Societal mending and

Poverty ending

Will all be on my agenda.

I must do good for the church, for

God and for the world.

But, before I tend to the poor

I must find a camera

And hit record, to show

Just how good my heart is

With a vlog.

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Stopped

The tremor smashed through my body from my epicentre mind

To the tips of my fingers and toes,

I anticipated. White dots growing in my eyes as

I waited. Bile rising like a tsunami in my throat to my mouth,

Adding to the already destructive taste.

I could have never foreseen it,

I wish I did; I would never have asked you to visit.

But when your absence grew, the unwanted feeling arose and my stomach

Wrenched as if a swarm of bees had been released inside of me.

I knew.

My heart pounded an intolerably rapid beat

My lungs squeezed tight, friction enough to start a fire

Between my clamped top and bottom teeth.

Knuckles cream white, ferociously gripping the freezing steering wheel,

While my foot was forced flat to the floor.

Eyes flickered, flashing from blue to white lights that entered

Between my damp lashes, blinding me.

My shoulders hunched up rigorously,

Nostrils expelled boiling air, hissing at automatic million miles

An hour; sensory experience heightened but

Still torturously unaware of everything but you.

My flesh, pallor, not a face in the mirror

To be seen. The smell of putrid vomit stifling the air,

Stifling me. I waited, I waited, I waited and pleaded.

Nothing. Like screaming at a tree, trapped within my labyrinth mind

Of what ifs, maybes, bent over backwards, breaking my back

In order to grasp the truth.

But you were okay, it was okay, everything would be okay.

Regaining colour, and speech. My mind stopped, the world stopped,

I stopped for you.

Yet, my face became wet and my eyes pooled with salty tears,

I clutched at your hand never wanting to let go, choking out the words,

“I love you.”

Because if you were okay, I knew I would be too.

poem, writing

A Dream Too Big

We are born dreaming, so dream big,

Reach for what’s beyond you.

Each time growing closer and,

Closer, to what you really want.

 

Dreams are the lies that we

Don’t speak.

Played in our minds every night

On repeat.

 

Dreams are a reminder of the

Guilty pleasures we seek,

Desires we wouldn’t dare utter;

Embarrassment peaks.

 

Dreams allow us to reach for the

Success we will never truly have.

As one day you wake, aged, and one by one

The petals of the beautiful flower you have grown

Fall.

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Grow up

Life is incredible

When you’re flying close to the sun.

But you better watch out,

Too close and you’ll burn.

 

It’s all fun and games until someone

Gets hurt.

I’ll get the blame,

For fucking caring too much.

 

Well, I’m done caring,

About what people think.

You don’t know shit about me,

Despite what you like to think.

 

I’m standing tall on my own two feet

I faced my fears, I found out

who I am supposed to be.

 

I didn’t stop to let you taunt me.

I didn’t shed any tears.

This will all come back to haunt you.

The way that you made me feel.

 

Your bullshit, it’ll drown you,

Pull you to the bottom of the pool

Because everyone is changing, for the better,

You should too.

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You.

You think I’m ungrateful.

I’m not,

I’m grateful for every single thing

That I’ve got.

 

I don’t say it much,

I find it hard to show,

How much I appreciate you

From head to toe.

 

The sacrifices you’ve made

Cut deep and sore.

You gave up your life for me,

For us to have more.

 

I know how much you love me,

Even when it doesn’t show.

I wish I could repay you

Plus a thousand times more.

 

I’m all grown up now,

A woman of 18. And I’d like

To thank you for helping

Me to be me.

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Blood Means Nothing

I have been waiting for you.

Look me in the eye.

Did your macho male instincts

Attaint paternity?

 

A penny away from poverty.

A life you wouldn’t wish your worst

Enemy.

Yet, I wear your face.

 

You took a young hand,

Not so sweet. A thousand words were spoken by your actions.

 

I’ll burn away your sins.

I’ve got the spirit, do you

Feel it now?

I’m watching you, I take no pity on you,

As you walk the Valley of Ashes.

 

You speak false words.

A stretch of the truth crashing

Down to kill you.

What do I mean to you, tainted?

 

A duel of personalities;

You’re Jekyll and Hyde.

Blood means nothing

When self is your god.

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When I close my eyes

When I close my eyes,

Silence

Serenity, eternal sleep.

My mind stops whirring a million miles a minute.

The whole world drops dead.

 

When I blink with heavy lids

I think. I think.

I’d be much happier if I didn’t think.

 

When I blink with heavy lids

The world taints me.

Dirty, dangerous, derogatory.

I am terrified of the dark being that,

Breeds inside of us all.

 

 

When I blink with heavy lids

The rain smacks down hard.

The lightning strikes, trees crack.

 

When I close my eyes

The rain stops. My mind stops.

The world drops dead.

This is how we all ought to be.

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Sweet Nectar

Music gives meaning to life. 

It permeates my body,

The notes in my veins like,

heroin.

Sweet nectar of pain,

Sweet nectar of mine.

Music is like a drug,

Dizzy.

It brings out the happiness in pain,

The pain in happiness.

It shows that the world isn’t so,

Bad.

It takes me higher than the clouds,

Ecstasy.

It takes me to another place,

Breathlessly.

Music is lifes greatest high.

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Atrocity

Here is a poem I wrote. It is inspired and is sort of a play on words of the song ‘Atrocity Exhibition’ by Joy Division. It is about my feelings towards animal captivity, whether it be in zoos or circuses etc.

This poem was originally supposed to be a portfolio piece but I didn’t end up using it for various reasons. I wrote it because I was required to, not because I wanted to and that’s where I think I went wrong with this poem. However, I do like it and hope you all do too.

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Welcome, welcome all,

Zoo gates open wide,

With morbid curiosity, the crowd pay to come inside,

For entertainment, they watch the animals suffer and fit,

Oblivious to the light behind the animals’ eyes saying, “I deserve to live.”

 

In cages, they are forced to entertain us to survive,

Every jump, hop, and roar adds a day to their lives.

But the sickness of us all drowns out their helpless cries,

Quick, we better pray to God he ends their lives.

 

If you stay, you’ll witness more horror

Huge elephants in tiny cages, and polar bears with no water.

If they don’t entertain, they will be sent to the slaughter,

You’ll witness mass murder; you’ll wish they never caught her.

 

We sit and watch these mighty beasts suffer

With smiles, and love, and a curiosity like no other

Like moths to a flame; we are drawn to oddities,

But one thing we fail to see is the sheer atrocity.