Medals of Honour

I wouldn’t say this is my best poem but I’m proud of it at the same time! I dedicate this poem to those people who believe that their problems or struggles are not big enough to tell anyone or to the ones that just don’t have anyone in their lives that listens/understands these problems! Enjoy and see ye in the next post.

 

Deemed with tokens of war,

For all the battles I have faced.

Given such rewards is an honour.

I should be proud of these

But I am not!

They symbolise my battles,

But battles I have not won.

They just cover up my mistakes,

My failures

And my scars.

I am no war hero.

I was just a pawn that came out

The other end.

True heroes come across my path,

They deserve such tokens I was given

For their bravery and sacrifices.

I’m ashamed to tell my war stories.

I am not worthy enough to tell

Such stories.

My scars, misunderstood and

Deemed minuscule.

But I’d gladly take away the pain

Of these heroes

So that they can breathe again

And fight another day.

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Updating a new poem. I wouldn’t consider this one of my best but I got inspired by the last theme from Stanzas: the Internet. The Internet is very vast and constantly expanding. It is also filled with many dangers. I have a few friends in my life that experienced cyber bullying or the Internet changed their way of thinking. So I wrote this poem with that idea in mind. Enjoy and be safe on the Internet.

 

Life begins on a computer screen,

The internet allows for

Numerous possibilities.

Click,

A new browser appears.

Click,

A new profile is produced.

A window for me to place new photos,

Statues on a wall,

And add new people into my life!

Life is simpler on a computer screen.

Friends can be sorted into categories:

Best, close, acquaintances and non-existent

Click,

I just unfriended you.

So simple.

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Get numerous likes on statuses and pictures

That presents a new identity.

Certain pictures get me likes,

Certain statuses get me noticed.

More likes lead to a boosted ego

And an alternate life.

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Send revealing pictures.

Click,

Blocking all friends,

Till there is nothing left.

Click,

Life is now empty.

Mistakes building and never disappear.

The internet, a once free source,

Spreads these misgivings and lies,

Like a virus.

Click,

Life destroyed.

Friends list gone,

Statuses are fewer,

Profile is non-existent.

Computer screen smashed,

Soul shattered.

And the remaining pieces manifest,

Mould into a beast,

Cold and non-forgiving.

A creature of the internet’s own creation!

The Anomaly

New poem updated 🙂 Enjoy

You caused no major disruptions,

Kept to yourself.

Until you started to open up,

Let the demons haunting you out,

Trusting others with your thoughts

And undefined emotions.

You were a strange creature,

I felt you were misunderstood!

Unique!

You called yourself an “anomaly”.

That’s one way of putting it.

You were invisible in people’s sights,

But once we saw you, you became

Monstrous!!

Your unique gazes turned manic

It led to your desire for payback!

I bit back with a vengeance,

But I could barely form a sentence!

I froze and lost the battle

Against a modern day Hitler!

I was left with the memories

Of our interactions,

Of the moments of clarity,

Of purity.

And knowing that they were the lies

That led to my breakdown.

Second Chances

New poem, guys. This is for the lovely people out there that keep giving people second chances and for some reason, it doesn’t seem to work out for you. Hold on guys. I promise you that things will get better. Enjoy!

I remember it all too well,

This feeling of a broken existence.

I cry out my feelings,

But I don’t give you the satisfaction of seeing my tears.

We went to our favourite café,

And ordered the usual.

All of the happy memories spent here,

With your laugh and smile

Over a cup of coffee,

Have been replaced with this empty feeling.

Your eyes filled with tears,

As you spoke three little words:

“I am sorry.”

Words so meaningless and hollow to me.

I have been here too many times.

I am sick of this constant replay of events.

For once, can this movie end differently?

Where the girl gets the guy,

No complications, no bullshit,

And live happily ever after.

But this isn’t a fairy tale!

This is reality!

“Please forgive me. I am nothing without you.”

There it is again!

I am nothing without you,

Really?

That phrase has been overplayed

Through your lips,

The same beautiful performance that comes so easily to you.

But this time, it has a new effect on me.

It sickens my stomach,

It causes my teeth to clench,

And my heart to boil over.

My mind and heart can’t take it anymore.

My big heart led me to these repetitive acts of forgiveness.

Time and time again, it ends the same way,

I’m stuck in a time loop,

And the only way out is to cut you out,

Cut you out like a poison in my veins.

My small bit of sadness is replaced,

With exhilarating joy.

The sight of your tears and the look of realisation in your eyes,

That it is over,

That it is really over,

Excites me.

Too see your heart break,

Enthrals me.

For once, you are the one filled with sadness.

For once, I am not giving you a

Second chance.

College Work! HELP!!!

“College is going to be great”, “they said! Its going to be easy”, they said! All lies! I am in my second year of college and shit just got real. Its half way through my first semester and I can feel the heat. Three assignments due each week and winter exams are coming up. And there is a social life I must contend with. How am I supposed to plan all of these things out?? And my family seems to think I have it easy and when I do tell them that I have no time to do anything except my college work, they sigh.

What sprouted this post is that yesterday morning after doing a couple hours work in the wee hours of the morning, I decided to eat some tea and toast and watch Dark Obsessions for a break. The minute my mum came into the sitting room and saw me watching television, she said, “I thought you had college work to do”. I am already stressed enough, mum. I don’t need you to stress me out even more! I haven’t even had the energy to write these couple of weeks. It has become a problem. The last time I wrote something was a week before my birthday in October and I am going to perform that at the next Stanzas. Im excited for that because that will be one night where I can forget all the mounting college work I have to do! Bright side of all of this: I have only 2-3 weeks left in college! CHRISTMAS!!!

Sorry about this post. I just needed to rant. I will post as soon as the majority of my work has died down. Have a great day everyone! See yee in the next post

Godly Love

This poem is based off the 1988 movie, Heathers which stars Winona Ryder and Christian Slater. This poem is based off the character of J.D in the movie. After watching the movie with a few friends, we discussed about J.D containing the traits of a sociopath such as no true affection towards another human being, no remorse for the pain he has caused etc. Discussing this topic birthed the idea for this poem. Could I write in the point of view of this character that is really different to me? It was fun to write. A great challenge. Hope yee enjoy it and I recommend Heathers as a movie yee should watch.

With the turn of my words,

You were mesmerised!

With the twist of a blade,

You were mine!

With the manic of my stares,

You were inconsolable.

The thoughts of change crossing your mind,

Shattered in your eyes.

You hoped for a resolution,

An end that would lead to our beginning.

I could never change,

That was your mistake.

With a puff of smoke,

And the freedom in your eyes,

My resolution came.

I finally became yours.

Forever.