My poems!

Heres something I'm actually proud of :)

Recently in my English class, we had to write 6 poems, 1 was assigned, and the other 5 we could either choose to do 2 or all of them off of a prompt sheet, OR, just 2-3 of the poems from the prompt sheet (including the one assigned) and 3-4 of them free hand.

I chose to do 3 free hand, and 3 off the prompt, but I'm only going to share 4 of the 6 poems with you--only 1 of them is off the prompt.

Now, these I am very proud of, so I felt like I would share them with you :)

This first one is a bit silly, its the one off of the prompt, so...yeah its childish, but the other ones are amazing....in my opinion at least :)

The Fork

By: Writing Love

What is this-

This thing I see?

What in the universe could this stick be?

It’s silver, and shiny, and even smooth.

Why-is that a reflection?

Oh my, look at my complexion!

Do I really look so green?           Do I truly look so ill?           My gosh, and look at my bill!

But this object, this thing I hold,

It has a pronged head,

So and it doesn’t shed.

I’ve determined its non-living.

But really, what in the world would these humans use such a thing for?

Maybe it’s to help them sleep more?

Quick- here comes a human!

Perhaps I should ask what this thing is,

Oh look, her name tag says her name is Liz.

Liz?

“Yes?” the human replied.

“I have a favor to ask, if you would oblige.”

When I showed the human and asked, she laughed at me!

She said, “oh you big dork!

That is simply a fork!”

My personal fav:

This Next Year

By: Writing Love

The hustle,

The bustle,

It’s what everyone is looking forward to.

What about me?

How about you?

Meet and greet,

That’s how it goes.

See their face, remember the names.

Try to find the boys who don’t play games.

The teachers call on you the very first day.

How are you supposed to know what to say?

You hope that since you’re new you’ll get off easy,

But it’s not that simple.

Some people, they’ll be kind.

But there are others that aren’t.

That’s just the way it goes.

We all hope for a new start-

New friends,

The opportunity

To be who YOU are,

Not who they want.

But the real trick is,

Will we let ourselves be?

We all want to be part of the ‘in crowd’,

Weather we say so or not.

We change who we are to please them.

But none of us knows how much they hide,

Behind a smile and a laugh.

They could be just like you.

This next year is a battle

And I intend to win it.

Meeting New People

By: Writing Love

Take a deep breath,

Calm down.

They don’t know who you are,

They haven’t been able to judge you yet.

Smile,

Say hello.

Tell them you’re name,

And ask for theirs.

Look confident,

Even if you’re not.

‘Fake it till you make it’,

They say.

Don’t adjust your attitude to theirs,

Be sure to be yourself this time.

This is your last chance,

Before you absolutely need this skill.

Calm your heart,

It’s beating too fast.

Smile,

Compliment them.

Just stand tall,

Even if you don’t think they like you.

Just stay confident,

And they will look up to you.

Just act like a leader,

And they will follow you.

You just have to act confident,

Until you really are.

<3

Mask

By: Writing Love 

Close your eyes,

Take a deep breath,

And take a step back.

Look at your life,

From how others see it.

Who do they see you as?

Do they see you as you?

Or someone you want them to see?

You’re beautiful,

So why not let them see you?

There is someone out there

That will find you astounding at first sight.

But they might not recognize your beauty,

When you hide behind your mask.

Yes,

Some will judge,

But that just means that

They’re jealous that you can be yourself,

While they can’t.

Take off the mask,

Remove your make-up,

Let yourself be free.

Because everyone is

Really, truly beautiful,

When seen in the right eyes.

Live loud, stand tall, love all <3 

~there is always a shining sun behind every broken cloud <3