ARCHIVE 5
Best of the teenage poems
from August - November 2002

Too Few by Ellen White

Two children walk
To the fountain
To feel the water between their fingers
Too much time has passed since
Two girls knew how
To showed they cared
Too little
To throw away their bond
Two little birds chirp softly
To see if they can help
Two children splash through water
To heal the heat of day
Too much longer till sun goes down
Too few hours in the day

Body Board by Richard Walker

Bang! Another wave hits, that hurt.
What about the next one?
Is it big? is it small?.
Who cares let's just go for it.

Paddling my arms around they go.
This water is cold.
It is as cold as my freezer.
Don't worry I will soon warm up.

Look at those people.
It's like a race.
They have spotted me.
They are quite good.

Look at that ship.
It's going quite fast.
It's heading right for me.
Best to get out of its path.

The night sky is coming.
Let's call it a day.
Everyone has gone.
Be back tomorrow.

Fourth Of July by Katie Hutchinson

Red, white, and blue every where
Waving in the air
People on bright blue bikes
In rose red wagons
And in snow white shoes
Stomping down the street

Hearing Families sing
The Star Spangled Banner
As they sit in the lime green grass
Watching the parade pass
As the flowers dance along
To our song

As time passes quickly
We soon travel home
Me in my wagon
Looking up at the sun it smiles at me
Then I smile back!

The Burning by Clare McMahon

The burning starts,
The flames lick the wood,
Then bite hold of it,
Not wanting to let go.

The flames soon spread,
Around the stake,
They catch hold of a shoe,
A shoe of a young maiden.

Dressed in black,
Tears stream down her face,
From her closed eyes,
Her cheeks pale and moist.

The flames are rising,
They have got her dress,
She does not move,
She cannot move.

The flames are all over,
She lets out a cry,
No breath comes from her lips,
She will do no more harm.

Satan's Angels by Gwen

I sit alone in these shadows
Of the wings of those angels
That have flown away from me.
The angels left me here,
Left me here to suffer,
To suffer like the rest.
I am crying here now,
Isn't that what you wanted?
These gentle tears that
Run down my face; silent;
Like your heart beating.
Your heart of evil made flesh
That has gently been placed
Upon my open arms.
Your heart lies in my hands
While I squeeze the life out;
Like you squeezed the life out of me.

Devil's Triangle by Emily-Jane Vickers

Devil's triangle what's your secret?
What do you hide behind your claws
Is it a portal, a passage - what could it be?

Devil's triangle where do you come from?
It seems you are not from Earth
Are you from heaven or are you from hell
or from a universe not yet discovered?

Devil's triangle what have you done
with the people you lost in your grasp?
Were they killed or are they alive in a place you call paradise?

Devil's triangle - how will we know
when you next plan to strike?
Will you send us a signal or sign or letter?
(I really think not.)

The Last Love Song by Katie Ford

You would flow through me like
the sweetest music
I would close my eyes to let
the gentle notes sooth
my skin, like your touch.
The sound of your voice
could have been a bluebird's song
waking me up every morning
with a calm whisper
and always safe in your arms.
Your kiss could have written
a thousand love songs
so deep and content,
a sweet melody for my heart
and I would be the harmony.

The song still stirs
in my soul like your smile
Even though your were taken away
your beautiful lullaby
sings to my tears goodnight.

I Am by Faye Allen

I am who I am
I am only here
I do not belong

Sluggish days
long hours
slow nights
sitting alone
without a someone
to ease the fright

I am who I am
I am not you
or even them
I am not there
I am only here
I do not belong
but all alone
I am
Always.

The Rain Keeps Falling by Clare McMahon

The rain keeps falling,
Falling on my saddened heart,
From the deep grey clouds.

The rain keeps falling,
Where he is it does not rain,
For he is happy.

The rain keeps falling,
For he will love another,
Her heart will be his.

The rain keeps falling,
His heart will never be mine,
This I truly know.

The rain keeps falling,
Falling on my saddened heart,
Nothing can stop it.

A Victim by Ditte Jepsen

Once and again
the darkness needed a victim
so young so absurd
she was innocent
but the world is cruel
and we all live in it

Think about
what is left behind
think about
all the tears that will be cried
consider the consequences
and die
in the same cruel world am I

I don't believe you
it can't be true
what is wrong with you
so young
so innocent
it is absurd
but this world just can't get enough

Shadow by Spiral

Singing
Yet screaming
This mask I wear
Is becoming me

Smiling
Yet dying
I am no longer myself
I long for recognition
I ache
In a world
Where none can reach me

Laughing
Yet I am hollow inside
I am a prisoner
Of my own mind
I thump the wall of my cell
That I have
So carefully woven
Around myself

Rage by Craig Pattenden

Broken hearts and shattered dreams,
Ripped apart and torn at the seams.
People feel all kinds of ways,
But nothing can substitute a drunken daze,
Apart from Rage.

Rage can be a damaging thing,
Especially when you cannot win.
It ignores everything like common sense,
And builds around you a wire fence.

It kills all senses and you can do no wrong.
You can torture someone with an iron prong,
You can kick them in until they fall,
You can punch them so they give a desperate call.
When you are enraged.

War by Spiral

Raindrops drum the ground
Like the earth's heartbeat
Teasing the mud
That sucks at my boots
My own heart
Beats wild
Struggling
With this sense of duty
That I must die
For King and country
Lying in the mud
With blood in my hair
And no light in my eyes
While war rages on
I already feel the wind
Caressing my cold skin
With chilling fingers
As dry as my heart

The Roses Died at Midnight by Gwen

She shattered the glass
Of sanity and screamed
In the voice of silence.
From her prison, she
Found her way back
To her madness. She felt her passion rising
So she murdered the roses at midnight.

They said Marianne killed herself;
And I said not a chance.
She saw the roses in all of their beauty, but
They should be locked away like wild beasts.
She swallowed the roses whole as the
Thorns scratched down her throat.

They slit open her heart
And let her bleed till midnight.
She murdered the roses with
Her now scarred flesh, and found
Her madness along the way.

She is nowhere to be found now,
She has been locked away
As she killed, she killed, she killed
She killed the roses at midnight.

The Outback by April Murphy

I love my dear country,
I've lived here all my life,
But as the years got older,
I lost my sweet wife,
My family grown and
Moved away and left me,
All alone on this sheep station,
That I call my home,
I sit on my veranda,
In front of my tin shack,
And dream about the good times,
I had in the outback,
The Kangaroos and gum trees,
And billabongs and dust,
Will still be here long after,
My home has turned to rust,
But as I age to 75,
There's one thing that is clear,
These bones aren't what they used to be,
An my ears no longer hear,
The nursing home is waiting,
They say their is a view,
But it will never be the same,
As the outback one I knew,
One last walk across the heated ground,
And past the blowing trees,
As my eyes fill up with water,
I'm trying not to cry,
As a tear runs down my cheek,
Its time to say
GOODBYE !

Hate Is by Laura Solis

Hate is like bashing your head into a mirror
It's like cutting your vein after being trapped in your head
Hate is like killing innocent people
It is like hurting the people that are closest to you for all the anger and pain someone has caused in you
Hate is like hurting your best friend and loosing your best friend by talking bad about them because of your other problems
It is like the pain that the people that were once close to you have caused
Hate is like loosing the thing that you love so much over the anger and pain inside of you
It is like killing yourself to be free from all the pain and anguish

This Is Your Justice by Lucy Brooks

Come forth ye huddled masses
For this is your justice!
The justice of death
Taste it well for it is sweet.

Come forth ye who long for freedom
This is your justice!
The justice of death
Taste it well for it is sweet.

Such measured justice.
Weighed by thy judges,
By thy own people,
By death's crude call.

Repent and pay for thy crime
Sit on justice's row
A row of death and wait for thy justice.
Such justice is sweet.

Justice may ignore innocence's plea,
May roll in racism's excrement,
May be the play thing of ye knights in suits,
The nemesis of ye huddled ones.

This justice is final,
It looks not behind,
It moves through the needle
And buries its work.

Come forth for this is your justice!
Taste it well
And then spit it from your mouth.
For it is foul.

Losing Against Brazil by Sam

The nation sat in armchairs and phoned in sick to work.
The tension was at its highest when England played Brazil.

Millions of people tuned in to the game: at home, at work, at school.
Many people cried as England lost against Brazil.

The flags went down and people sighed as Brazil won 2 - 1
But what I'll remember most is the great breakfast they served at school
for the people who came in at half seven to watch it.

I Am by Kim Nguyen

I am small but beautiful and strong.
I am part of Asian in the world.
I am south of Asian
I am rice every bowl.
I am mosquito to bite you.
I am a fresh food everyday.
I am war in 1961-1975.
I am Vietnam, I am.

A Crisis of Self by Lucy Brooks

In her room, she is struggling with becoming old.

It is possible to lose hold of yourself
And so she drops to the ground,
Draws her knees to her chest,
Locked in by her arms,
Sealed by her head.
Caged.
Then maybe you won't escape.
Maybe you won't fall apart.

In her room, she discovers she is naked.

This is a world of
Empty nothings.
So no one will be looking for her.

Such is the crisis of self.

The Colors of Anger by Gwen

Red is for the fire that burns within

Blue is for the steam you have

Yellow is for the sun you wish they didn't have

Green is for the envy that you have against them

Orange is for the hatred

Pink is for the attitude you give off to your parents

Purple is for the calmness

Strings of Fate by Katie Ford

Our bodies are like puppets
hollow wooden shells with masks.
Our souls are the single thread
that hangs from the heavens.
The thread would break
and our shell would crumple.
A new born child clutching at life
or an old man finally letting go
their soul would be woven into
the single ball that is death.

Unaware by Caroline J. Keith

You yawn;
A baby is born.
You're tired;
Someone's fired
You try to sleep, you're trying;
A little girl is alone in her room crying.
You start to dream, you're flying;
Someone is also lying in their bed;
dying

Forbidden Love by Sam

Why must I love and never tell?
Why must I only dream of those days?
Why am I am forbidden to love you?
I do not choose who I love, it is fate.
I want you, need you, love you.
Please don't forbid me from loving you.
Because I love you, Dad.
No matter what hateful things say I'll be by your side.
Some day.

Bedroom by Faye Allen

Paint your bedroom blue
Paint your bedroom green
Paint your bedroom any colour
Just as long as you keep it clean!
Have a big cabinet
Have a wooden shelf
Have anything on your wall
Just polish it yourself!

Me want big pink shelf
Me want walls to be gold
Me can't clean it mummy
Me only three years old!

Owain by Hollie

Somewhere beyond the sunset,
Where beauty never dies.
You rest in a beautiful garden,
Underneath God's golden skies.

Although I cannot see you,
Your with me night and day.
My love for you will linger,
and never fade away.

Sad is the heart that loved you,
Silent are the tears that fall.
Living my life without you,
Is the hardest part of all

Spirit by Duane Gray

flying
soaring
sweeping the air
like a soft silky cloud
Indians chant
while spirits jump and play
and the eye of a hawk
sweeps the narrow plain

Secret by Spiral

My heart
Burning orange at night
Sings

Its wild song
Crying with the
Stars whose tears cool
Scorching flames leaping

Yet I smile on
Happiness's temple
My breath sliding like
Waves worshipping

Your Tears Are The Water Of The Soul by Sarah McFadden

And you cry for her
But the eyes you cry from are surely blind
I was always there for you
And you never even noticed
So here I lie alone
I was the one you forgot
But remember this
I'll be the stars in your sky
And I'll make you smile
When you cry

Untitled by Rosie Price-Smith

There's a shadow overhead and I can't look in,
It's bearing on the life that I carry within.
Have you seen that I have nothing left to give?
I'm holding up the shield to protect the way I live.

What do you expect from me, have I really got the time?
Should I waste my spirit on the smile that you shine?
The god whom you worship has turned its weary head,
But it doesn't listen to you when your love is dead.

Finding reasons why there is no room for you in here,
Seems simple enough because you never had any fear.
Round about the time when you lost all you had to give,
I made my peace with you and the way we used to live.

Fear nothing now the sun has gone the birds will sleep tonight,
Have you seen the chapel's gates that have closed against the fight?
The fight against your passion to wreak all things in your path,
What have you become, is it laughter that you starve.

Safely Held by Adam

The clear cement covered by
a sheet of wet flour

Children have been here
amongst the old, coldly dying, bending trees

Deer have run across the snow and left their marks
Footprints everywhere
and trails of feet dragged
on the frozen water

Everything held up
for a time.
I stand in the middle supported

I am eighteen years old and it's the end of January.
The sky determines the support. Always has.

Human Nature.

KNOCK KNOCK! by Nicole Anne Braganza

He invented something famous
He invented the doorknocker
We thought, A silly a thing to make
The dude was off his rocker.
But mum and dad, they disagree
Think he was really wise
And do you know, my grandma said
He won the NO-BELL prize?

Soul Mate by Katie Ford

I wear him like a Ribbon
strong but silky
wrapped around my heart
He is my suit of armour
absorbs all of the pain
that builds up inside
He shields my eyes from the sun
I am never blind to the truth
and can see far into the light
He is the plaster on my cut
The wounds will always heal
and my soul is left unscarred
His hands are strong
they can fight back my tears
and never let go of my love.

But he is as deep as the ice
that only I can ever break through
I save him from drowning underneath.

16th June 2002
Happy Birthday Brother by Nicole Anne Braganza

The greatest tribute ever paid
To the absolute very best
18 years, through thick and thin
You're still my brother, the pest!! ;-)

These Are Just Memories... by Tahra Adamski

When we met on May 26,2001
When we met at Paradise Valley Campground
When I went over to talk to you for the first time
These are just memories...

Your wonderful eyes
Your attractive smile
Your sweet voice
These are just memories...

The way you talked to me
The way you cared and understood me
The way you touched me
These are just memories...

When we called each other and talked for hours
When you came to see me as a surprise
When we were together
These are just memories...

That afternoon I found out you were gone
Those feelings I felt at that time
When I wanted to die just so I could be with you
These are only memories of you....

In memory of Jordan Trebon...I'll love you forever

A Problem: Being Stuck by Lucy Brooks

I'm stuck
in quite an awkward place.
I can't get out alone and no one can pull me out.

I'm stuck between
my school and the world.
I've been pushed out of school
as I am too big and too old and so no longer fit.
I was meant to be pushed into the world
but I'm too small and I can't find a way in.
So I'm stuck.

I definitely can't go backwards.
So the only way is forwards.
The problem though, as I have said, is that
I'm stuck.
So forwards isn't really an option.

After careful consideration however, there seems to be one
possibility.
I could go sideways.
A good option as I could just look at the world for a bit,
and find a way in somewhere else.

I know people who haven't stopped going sideways.
And as a way to go it doesn't seem that bad.

Disguise by Spiral

Boys don't cry
Shut your heart
Close your mind
Take a deep breath
As you freeze up inside
And you realise
You need
Those burning tears
To take away your pain
To rid you of your fear
With it all locked so deep inside
It will eat away at you despite
The iron mask
Built around your heart

Imperfect Being by Nicole Anne Braganza

I want to find it in my heart,
To forgive you, forget our past.
But your cutting words, your sharp tone,
The humiliation, the hatred and the hurt,
It burns and chars my heart, time and again

I want to find it in my heart,
To forgive you, walk on and smile,
I am tired of trying all year long.
I am, in your eyes, an imperfect being,
My flaws, a defect of my character.

I want to find it in my heart,
To forgive you, unburden this load.
I will knock at your door, one day,
When I have come of age and learnt,
That I will never be your ideal student,
I just have to hide my imperfections.

Nightmare by Katie Ford

A rush of howling wind
Your eyes snap open
the crack of thunder
announces the beginning
of the end.
The salty taste of flesh
keeps your mind sane
clutching at your quilt
as if it were a friend
keeping you from falling.
Ghosts wash over your body
like ice cold fear
making you shiver
Eyes creep into the
darkest of corners.
The faint whisper
of unearthly screams
pound in your head
but the past slips away
and you fall back to sleep.

Secrets of the Rainforest by Kathy Dharmaraj

S-secrets abound
E-everywhere you look
C-cries mysterious to the human ear
R-remnants of another age
E-enemies and allies
T-telling you a story
S-straining to be heard

O-open your mind
F-follow the call

T-take a moment to contemplate
H-how they fit together
E-every piece, part of the puzzle

R-riddles of nature
A-animals surround
I-insects all around
N-never ceasing to amaze
F-full of life and mystery
O-overflowing with creatures unknown
R-reaching out to you
E-earnestly listen
S-see if you can solve
T-the secrets of the rainforest

Forever by Niki Kennedy

Forever here, I'll lay my heart,
here, where love resides.
Where pain was always swept away
in words, my heart felt safe to share.

And finding somewhere, in words of others,
that I was not alone.
This poetic journey has healed many wounds,
and through the years, my love has grown.

Almost 18, an adult, too.
I have to say goodbye,
to all the words that I hold near,
but I will smile, and not cry.

For this sacred place, I lay my heart,
and childhood memories too,
will always be a part of me,
and with everything I do...

I'll think of what I learned from here,
and not forget it ever.
For no matter where life takes me,
My thoughts are here, Forever.

You can send poems aged 18 - the Poetry Zone is for everyone up to and including 18 years old. So hopefully, Niki, we can see more of your lovely poems for another year…

Butterfly Kisses by Niki Kennedy

The sweet sound of your name
is like a band of butterflies, sighing in chorus.

The way you trace the outline of my body
with a whisper of a touch, beautifies me.

The nights of fiery fiction-like passion
erotically echo eternally.

The mornings that awaken me, with your head upon my chest,
prepare me for an entire day phenomenal peace.

Each tear that falls from my sorrowed face
is wiped away in caring caresses.

And I do so love when your lips meet mine,
in a sensation resembling butterfly kisses.

Just a Note to Say by Meaghan

I'm sorry
I lost your watch
I didn't mean to
It happened so fast

I leaned over the water
I saw the watch
Fall in slow motion
Down to the water

But it's OK
Because your watch was
Like a present
From God to Fish

So that the fish
Could tell time
And be home in
Time for supper

As the watch slowly
Dropped to the water
Light hit the watch
Sending millions of rainbows across the water

You told me not
To take your watch
I didn't listen and
Carelessly took your watch

I'm so very sorry

Dumb by Julian Jensen

I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun has gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb
Or maybe just happy

Skin the sun
Fall asleep
Wish away
The soul is cheap
Lesson learned
Wish me luck
Soothe the burn
Wake me up

I'm not like them
But I can pretend
The sun has gone
But I have a light
The day is done
But I'm having fun
I think I'm dumb

Trust in Me With All Your Heart by Tifny Sanders

Trust in me we'll never part
Trust in me we shall always be
me loving you and you loving me.

Stolen by Dustyn

why do I feel so stolen
I'm the only one
that can see inside
a wall to hide
hurts more when it comes crashing down

a symphonic scream forces through my mind
the death of a soul is more than I'm willing to find
the wax is burned and that's left is the wick
with every maze finished comes another trick

I sit here
not feeling real
heart's gone no need to look
I just didn't have what it took
and it all came crashing down

the familiar uneasiness settles back
in the emptiness of the everything I lack
in the darkness I can always hide
but it all comes back when I hit the light

there is nothing that I hide
except for what I hold inside
wondering if what I see is really me
or just a multi-part catastrophe
I'm just a fire without a flame
burnt out everything stays the same

The Young and the Old by Sam

In Memory of Tom's Nan...

Little children running round.
Playing and skipping, having fun.
Old people at home, in hospitals.
Crying, dying, in loving memory.

Why? by Sophie Gibson

why when I ask him
he smiles and turns away?

why is it he acts funny
with nothing else to say?

why do I feel like a fool
when I look into his eyes?

why have I been told he likes me?
is that the truth or just lies?

why do I feel so sick
when he finds out the truth?

why do I feel so sore?
I should be having fun, it's my youth

but why does he look at me,
smile and turn away?

leaving me in pain and sorrow
with nothing else left to say.

Unspoken Tragedy by Dustyn

everyone rates love
pretending they're untouchable above
everyone with
their need to switch
I'm just a guilty bystander
Wanting more than the meander
Endless carousel of pain
Countless drops of acidic rain
Caught in the middle of the storm
Unspoken tragedy starts to form

Behind the Enemy Line by Nicole Anne Braganza

I cannot look beyond the border
We are physically confined
To the fields and the hills
They encircle us, and I
I look up to them, so mighty
Just like my elder brother

My brother is fighting there
Across the border, where he
Takes eye for an eye
And tooth, for a tooth
It's been so long, they don't
Know who is the enemy

And I... a young girl of nine
I am nurtured within the bosom
Of the paddy fields, the green meadows
So innocent, the elders say
But I know...we wait, anxious for his return
Behind the enemy line

Anger by Meaghan

Anger
Red as blood
Pounding the door
Screaming with hate
A bull
Held anger within
Frozen into nothing
Anger

What Death Can't Steal by Suchaita Tenneti

The clock struck 12 and he arrived
To destroy everything that ever thrived.
In the cold dark cellar he silently crept in
His hands as cold as ice and face so very thin.
And to her bedside he silently crept
She did not stir, but silently slept.
And with his icy hands, he stole
A gift more precious than gold.
And laughing like a madman he slipped away
Only to return another day.
They buried her the next day,
Not knowing what to do or say.
But what Death couldn't steal was her memory
That is preserved to this very day.
And even in despair when he does cry
I tell him that love never dies.

Never Miss the Rainbow by Nicole Anne Braganza

The rain came like a blessing
From the glorious skies of heaven
And it poured and poured
Tears of simple joy, crystal clear beads
The earth soaked it in thirstily
And I, the rich girl, with a beautiful house
Born to riches and spoiled with luxury
I ran out and danced in the rain
Free at last, from a "promising future"
That I could only see as a demon
And then, when the rain let out
I felt the nip in the air, tingling my neck
And creeping down my spine
I shared a quiet moment with the sweet man
A man with no ambition and no desires
We gazed above, as a rainbow smiled at us
I looked on at the colours, as he whispered
Walk on my child and climb on high
But never miss the rainbow in the sky.

Falling by Tifny Sanders

Tears pour from my eyes
they fall to the floor
shatter to a million pieces
as you walked out the door.

Gone by Dustyn

you tortured me but where were you
with all the doubt you put me through
and no one can hear my yells of hurt
deadly silence feels like dirt
and I can't imagine the pain
it hurts with every drop of rain
you killed me on that dark evening
and you don't care now that you know I'm leaving

Reflection on a White Flower by Fouzaan Zafar

In the eyes of Children
Rests an Innocense divine.
So that those who behold them
Are lost in God's design.

Upon their face is seen
A monumental shrine.
An expression so serene,
A temperance twice as fine.

Merely look and laughter
Of a creature pure in mind.
Bestows a flood of rapture,
Joyous yet refined.

The wurds of white daisies*
Raise smiles and mimicry,
Of the speech of speechless babies,
Reducing man to progeny.

As age stakes its claim
Over violets white* with dew.
Our reactions to their fame
Suffer a darkening of hue.

We are left to remember,
More so, search for memories,
A spark or an ember,
Of a time we spent as these.

Ignorant of the spheres,
But blissful in our own.
Sheltered from real fears,
Yet a world left unknown.

Reflection on a white flower
Misplaced in present times.
With will but lack of power
We often fail to find.

Before us lies an imitation,
A natural marquee,
An innocent creation we once were,
A gentle filigree.

As we look into the eyes of children,
Harbouring an innocense divine.
Its no surprise we are hypnotized,
By the grace of God's design.

(* white daisies and violets are the flowers of innocence)

The Cobra by Saher Abid

This cobra's eyes are menacing.
Its eyes are like endless tunnels.
This cobra's layer of skin is coarse.
Its tongue is like a fork.
This cobra is a nemesis to every living creature.
It is pure evil.

Australia by Katie Ford

I can smile at the old days
laughing came before breathing
my smile stretched as wide
as those stripy, hairy legs
that chased my mum for years.

I remember the beach at Christmas
where thousands of presents
lay on the hot ocean floor
There is no fluffy snow here
only the milky white sand.

My garden was a tropical dream
the adventure spanned for miles
I would fight my way through cobwebs
that fell like waterfalls
but got tangled in my hair.

My tears could have filled
the precious oceans I left behind
I never really belonged here
where the heavy rain drowns out
my desperate sobs to go home.

my way by stargirl

I always wonder
why some poets write
their poems with full stops at the end of each line
and each line makes sense on its own so i am
writing this poem my way
i want my say
today
dont try to change it to make it make sense
this poem is senseless
but its how i want it
its my way
the way i like
today and every day
if i may

(stargirl, i think you should keep to one name...)

Speed by Sam

When you read a poem have you ever noticed how you get out of breath and wish there was.
A break in the middle of the sentence so you can get your.
Breath back again? And sometimes when you are reading
the lines get shorter and shorter and the speed
gets quicker and quicker and you become to
be short of breath and need to have a
break but you just can't stop
reading and want to carry
on and don't want to
stop until you get
to the very
end of the
sentence
....and you still don't get a proper breath anyway
because you start to read the next sentence and
the
lines
become
really
really
short
and
you
s
l
o
w
down altogether.
Until the next sentence begins and you eventually st
op.

Are We Still Friends? by Shayoni Mazumdar

how it that we're best friends ?
there's nothing on which we agree,
as alike people might call us, now
I often wonder - are we?

each day that we together spend
each moment that we talk to each other,
it seems to me instead of becoming closer,
we're wider apart, growing further.

can we let argument come between us?
quarrels, disagreements or so?
that decrease our friendship or ruin it too
once ruined it never can grow.

this world's changing so very fast,
and actually friends can too,
for the fear that our friendship just might end,
I'll always hold tight on to you.

no matter who your new friend is ,
we'll remember that time spent together
those moments of friendship when we two thought
yes! we'll be best friends forever.

Death by Zoe Hawkins

Death is around
you can smell it,
taste it like a sour fruit
It is waiting for someone
it would like to take me
Death is around
is in people everyday
in things you do,
in places you go
It is waiting for someone
it would like to have me
Death is around
you can't fight it
you will never win
It will take you when it feels like it
Just try to fight your demons
Death is around
and you are gone.

My Jagged Attempt To Mess It Up Even More - Part Three by Peter Bray

I'd stagger a million miles
Or thereabouts
To fall at your feet
Or trip
I'd tell you I loved you
Or at least I'd say, You're nice

I'd reach up and take stars from the sky
Or look out of my window and wonder dumbly
And we would sit for hours watching the moon
Or I might get cold and complain in the rain
I'd proclaim my love to you from a hilltop
Or stutter clichés thoughtlessly.

I'd give you the universe
Or maybe a kiss
And I'd push aside everything for you
Or maybe pull you close and whisper in your ear
And I'd murder for you
Or perhaps, I'd just laugh and walk on.

Fallen Birdhouse by Fouzaan Zafar

Late night tempest, rains of fury.
Slowly I bury - no small sheltered nest.
Vehement winds of a restless storm.
I am warm: buried in mosaic mind.

Morning windows separate defying eyes.
Fixated on the broken birdhouse
Shattered on the lawn.
No birds in sight to sing their song,
Spilt seeds and splintered wood.

Solemn strides misunderstood.
Desire to mend, urge to make right.
Its alright, but shall it be repaired?
If serviced, with effort, can it make pace
Shall ever it replace former station?

I Am by Kacie Abercrombie

I am a lemon with a twist
I am a dew drop full of mist
I am a child full of bliss
I am lips holding a kiss
I am deaf but I can hear
I am the hour getting near
I am a lamp with a never ending flame
I am a hare that is somewhat tame
I am a cat climbing a tree
I am you
I am me

Discovery by Spiral

Ink streams
Twisting, snake-like
Inside me tears fall translucently
As each tear falls
They sing songs of something hidden deep inside me
As each tear falls
I sink deeper under her spell
Her siren eyes
Unknowingly forcing me to
Cover myself in lie perfume
My love for her
Allows me to discover myself
My eyes, my only shield
My tears, blurring my vision
Tears, falling and falling

I'll Pay You For Your Pimples by Nicole Anne Braganza

I'll pay you for your pimples
Just give them all to me
Those ripe and plump and juicy ones
I'll squeeze them all with glee
I will befriend your pimples
I don't think they're a disgrace
And soon a pimple garden
Will be blooming on my face
I'll gladly welcome grime and dirt
In every open pore
For pimples only blossom
When nourished with manure
I'll pop them so that they explode
I'll burst them all with glee
I'll pay you for your pimples
Just give them all to me!

Awake by Laura

The sun has set
The moon has risen
Yet I am still awake

My eyes are heavy
I am tired
Yet I am still awake

I sing a gentle lullaby
In hopes of lulling myself to sleep-
Yet I am still awake

I cannot sleep
I am still wrapped up-
In your words

In your hair -
In your lips -
In your eyes,

I try to sleep
But I can't concentrate
I am still thinking of you

Senses Aboard a Slave Ship by Lalita D'Cruze

I can taste upon my lips dirty water and salt sea air
I can taste upon my tongue the blood and sick that's every where
I can smell through my nose salty air, sick and excrement
I can smell trough my nose, rotting corpses rats and tasteless rice
I can see through my eyes the deep blue ocean and the vast grey sky
I can see using my eyes the thin and dying side by side.
I can hear using my ears the whistling wind and thrashing waves,
I can hear using my ears scurrying rats feet from the screams and cries
I can feel myself and I lashing whips against my sides
I can feel them and myself, the cold heavy metal manacles around my legs.

Trying to Explain by Elizabeth Eastfield

Secrets beneath the surface,
Your hidden life revealed.
Anger clouds my judgement.
I don't know what I feel.

Thoughts race uncontrollably,
Unsure of what to do.
A force deep inside of me,
Made me abandon you.

I never meant to hurt you,
I acted on a whim.
I don't know why I did it,
The answer lies within

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