Saturday 24 August 2013

Why I Write



WHY I WRITE…….

My hands flow free, as I pen my thought
Fluently they go
All the words come back to me,
Ordering the flow

I romance every single line
Each word I write with care
Of love, sorrow, happiness, valor
Of magic and despair

A strange world I enter
As the pages go on and on
Of dreams, hopes and melodies
Singing my soul song

Of everything that I think of
Of everything I dream
My thoughts a tangled mass sometimes
Sometimes a flowing stream

And in this world I seek refuge
A world that’s only mine
A world filled with happiness
A world truly divine

Saturday 10 August 2013

We Are One



WE ARE ONE



She stood in front of the painting in the large gallery. Looking at it made her feel like crying, it was so beautiful. The colors swirled into one another and the mood of the painting was so poignant, it made her think of…………

The vast horizon on which sat the shining sun,

As all the brilliant colors mixed together as one.

It was not a Vincent Van Gogh or a Picasso to say the least,

But it nonetheless was beautiful its presence spoke of peace.

There was no doubt that it had taken lots of time,

Since every color known to man seemed to inter-wine.

The colors merged together and beautifully swirled,

Resembling all the colored people who make up this wonderful world.

We must realize that everybody is unique,

And we should respect each other, whether we are strong or weak.

Since racism destroys the beauty in us all,

And now is the time we must take a call.

Because racism is a problem each of us must face,

Working all as one before it is much too late.

And with open eyes and open hearts,

We must see the person not their skin.

And come to the understanding,

That racism has to end.

Because we all have hearts and feel pain too,

And fighting over colors is a destructive thing to do.

Childrens Eyes



Children’s Eyes



Children’s eyes are beautiful,

They know what is true.

They see good in everyone,

And see bad in very few.



They look up to their elders,

And cherish what they get.

They are happy with what they see,

And never do they fret.



They are like little spies,

God has sent from above

Always teaching how to forgive,

And how to always love!!!


Come and Dream with Me



Come Dream With Me



Come and dream with me,

In a world you cannot see.

A world hidden deep down inside your soul,

Which is not visible to anyone at all.

A world where there is peace everywhere,

A world where everything is fair.

A world where the sky doesn’t have to be blue,

A world where everything is too good to be true.

A world where there’s nature all around,

A world that is with happiness bound.

A world where you’re completely free,

Come and dream with me.

Hunger Games



The Hunger Games



My heart thumped, as the crowd jeered
The time had come to face what I feared
I took a deep breath and focused my aim
And I watched as the arrow flew

I thought of Prim, her sincere smile,
I thought of Gale, his gaze intense on mine
I thought of my mother healing all wounds
And I watched as the arrow flew

Thoughts and images whirled in my head,
A mixture of fear, anticipation and dread
The horror of the moment hit me hard
And I watched as the arrow flew

I thought of the Capitol, stealing all my rights
I knew it was the time to put up a fight
The District’s glory lay in my hand
And I watched as the arrow flew

A burning anger, a fire rose
Giving me the strength to stand and oppose
What I found wrong, what I found unjust.
And I watched as the arrow flew

Finally with a reverberating sound
The arrow hit the destination bound
The Game makers’ faces were filled with shock
And with hope in my heart I knew,

A day will come when we’ll be free
And no longer caged in misery
A day when the Mocking jay will sing
Yes, I’ll watch as my dreams come true.

Change



Change


The horizon was a lovely shade of pink,
the sun no longer visible in the sky
I  looked at it in awe and wonder
A million years passing by....

Thought and images whirled in my head
Pensively I lay
Thinking of my forgotten past,
No longer burdened with worries of today

I remembered my twinkling laughter
As I danced, wild and carefree
No deadlines, submissions or exams
I was just simply me

No branded clothes and gadgets
No fancy cars to school
No need to change everything
Just to be cool

And as I lay thinking
I realised suddenly
That no matter what you want to be
It's up to society

Death



Death

A scream of horror escaped my throat. It was chasing me. I was scared. "Somebody help me" I cried, but nobody heard. I was all alone, alone in the dark. It was right behind me, it had caught up. I was scared, scared to Death. Death, that word sounded familiar. Where had I heard it? Then suddenly everything came rushing back to me, the fire, the screams, the funeral. I let out a cry of despair as the reality of the situation sunk in. I would be trapped in this dark abyss forever. Running, running, running.......................