Trying my luck at poems....

we just hate memorizing ... although our country seems to promote that.

Really? Mine too! I really dislike (hate) the fact that our creative mind is not encourage to expand. Sheesh.

Insomnia

Fatigue drowned my senses
Barricaded my thoughts
My eyes were red
And a throbbing in my head

Sleepless nights
Restless days
I craved the pills
That make the pain goes away

Hallucinate, take me away
From reality and into fantasy I stayed
But insomnia led me
To a nightmarish state

I couldn’t get away
From the wolves that strayed
Or the crows that were at bay
Waiting for the day, when I finally caved

I lost my grip
Of the real world
Now I hung
Between both realms


Yeah, actually, this is an inspiration after watching Nightmare on Elm street, Where you couldn't sleep if not Freddy would come after you, haha.
And it does sound like a tell poem to me, but I kinda liked it XD

Why make the change?

I can’t let go of this feeling
I can’t forget the hurtful words
It tore through my tender heart
The walls tore down and the blood runs dry

Save me from this misery
Pull me from this nightmare
I wish this was just a dream
But the truth stares me back viciously in the eyes

I hate what it did to me
Why can’t I just have my way?
It’s just temporary
But the separation is ever and a day….

What part of “I love you” you don’t grasp?
Why take her away from my side?
She’s my faithful company
When no one wants to be at my friend…

Now I have no safe heaven
Now I’m truly, utterly alone
How long can you occupy the emptiness?
When you have to fill your own?

Why make such harsh decisions?
Just make it easier and don’t make the change
Why put us through so much suffering?
When it could just remain this way?

As I restrain my tears
The bile filled my throat
I’m waiting for tomorrow
And the day and after to go….



I am very aware that this is a tell poem, but it is an expression of my thoughts, thoughts that I can never verbally say out. This poem told a sudden change in my life, when someone I deeply cared about was taken away from me. I was really mad and pissed off (I'm not a person who could easily embrace change) and it was my thoughts then, Now I'm much cooler and I accepted that she's already gone.

Inspired by Let me in - Let the right one in

A newcomer in a strange land
Beholding secrets that was banned
Here she made a pact with a man
To offer him a stand
If he would just offer her his hand….

She has no soul
The thought of her is only foul
But the lack of her warmth leaves him cold
It has taken its toll
On the misfit boy’s console

Still, she was a monster
Still, she made him belong
He dealt with the animal
But seek comfort from its fur
How could he let go of her?

He has to let the right one enter
The door to his home
If not the consequences he’ll suffer
For making the decisions
For his life reborn or torn…….

Have you watched the movie Let me in? It is a thriller/horror vampire movie and it was a remade of the French Let the right one in. I think it was brilliant, apart of some heart wrenching bully scenes, yet it held some moral values. I would say it was a slow moving movie, yet the impact it has on me was indescribable.

unfortunately not, but i guess reading this is good enough! images are distinct. love it. (:
no time to watch it at the moment.
give me ideas to write about teachers.
got this teacher leaving school after my final year exams...
she has been an awesome teacher...
gave up a lot of other opportunities to work in better paying jobs, just so that she can bring her final year students through till the very end. she regrets, but she is still passionate and enthusiastic in teaching.
she teaches the killer subject, social studies... which no one so far has managed to pass it on the first test/ exam.
she was also the same teacher who rejected my request for consultation claiming it was 'too late'.
and then she forgot my consultation the second time because i didn't ask for it. actually, i didn't really know what to ask about, i just wanted help, desperate for help, but didn't prepare anything for help...
help me think up a poem plot to write on this...i can't possibly write about the negative... but maybe with your aid, i can twist it so that i can embed it into the write, alongside all the beautiful wonderous memories she left me.
i wish i can write something more, but it just stays blank.
i have to write, i owe her that... at the very least.
and it is her very last year.
i want to write that i will score A1 for her subject... but i ain't confident... at all.. i will try my best, but that isn't enough. being her last batch, i really want to leave her a good memory, and let her leave with pride.

HOW???!!!

I can see you're very tensed, haha.

I'm thinking......processing..........perhaps something that started with

Dismay that led to a blossoming admiration?

Dismay : Rejection to your consultation

Admiration : She has been awesome.

Then

How is it possible?
For this two emotions to meddle? (Does meddle means combine? LOL)

Okay, it kinda sucked, but I guess you get the idea how to write a contradicting poem, XD

Good idea! She will be ard till december, i'll give it to her then. ><

Ans meddle doesn't work here. Meddle has a negative connotation. It is supposed to mean messing around with. Normally used in the context of 'meddling with other's business'
In other words, it is supossed to mean being nosey.

Hope that helps (:

Oh, I see! that was the first word that popped into my head Hope you could find a better word though. I'm glad that I could be a help! And good luck writing it too:)

i still haven't thought of what to write to her. i have all sorts of feelings for her. fury, anger, resentment, fear, apologetic, insensitive, selfish, greedy, all sorts... it's endless. she's probably the only teacher whom i've felt like that before. so mixed up that i think the best letter i can write her is an empty letter, to let her fill in the 'blank'.

Hey! That is actually a good idea! Plus! I bet there aren't any other students who gave her a blank poem, you will be remembered

Um, I gotta say, this is getting quite cliche. But I'm inspired to write about (yet) another tortured being on Earth....

nice slant rhymes here.
feels fast though, just me i guess? Idk it went a little like... 'hey! it's over?' kind of read. Not a bad thing I suppose.

a little disappointment here:
'how should i bury?
the memories that i carry...
how should i forget?
the face of the monster that stares'
Thought the line in bold would rhyme, and if it were to rhyme, it will sound better... maybe? Well, it does to me at the least.

sorry, that it took me SOOOOOO long to reply, i was having in-school exams, prelims so to speak. my actual exam is in a month's time. STRESSS!!
and hence i'm back once again, but momentarily... with a new write.
it hath no title, nor much depth, which i beseech your gracious understanding, as I've been deprived of my nutrients (awesome reads from friends and peers) for fantastical creation of the 'imagination all compact'.
A little Shakespearean-ized as a result of the overload of literature earlier today.

And I was beginning to worry whether you had ditched the site, so how's your tests? I just completed mine a couple of weeks ago and it was better than what I expected. I wish you good luck! And don't worry, exams do that to people but you'll heal, keep up the positivity!

Thank you for being straightforward, I will look into it and try to come up with a better rhyme ( Rhyming matters to me too). But just for the record, I haven't been writing poems for a while now

still on-going actually. last paper for prelims tomorrow.
then 35 days later, it will be the actual paper.
worry, fear, anxiety, dread (okay, not so much of dread, in fact, it's so little, it is almost negligible).
will be back after 15th nov. that's when i end, but i probably won't be very active because will be doing a lot of stuff. like picking new skills, getting some job experience, blah. and yes, i have decided to stop writing my novel. waste my life. it's quite a big failure. no need to continue, given that it won't ever be published. it's a lousy write so i'd rather spend my time contemplating a new plot and devising new interesting habitats and characters for a new story. i shall never write novels again. because i end up writing it like a recount. which sucks.

and i've to run now.
keep on writing btw, i'll be reviewing them after my o levels. i promise. and i BELIEVE in this promise. (refer to my post in my thread).

My O's is in 52 days last I checked. Good luck to us both:)

Wanna hear my excuse for writing novels? Improving my english, and well, it paid off. Haha. So I will still continue to write novels, just not that active.

PS. If you don't want to write novels, why not try verse novel? It's a shorter, more straightforward version of a novel and i find myself liking it.

I will hold on to your promise, and I'm going to write as soon as I can:D

haha. trust me, i'll be back. less than a month to O lvls and then afterwards, it will be about 20-ish days to end of it. i wish, and i BELIEVE i can do well. i aim to be on the stage. i must tell as many as i can so that i will feel that kind of responsibility. it makes me willing to work hard and makes me want to work hard to let it pay off. and keep to my promise to everyone i've told and not let them think i'm just making a joke of everything i say.

so yes, i will repeat it: I WANT TO BE ON THE SCHOOL STAGE WHEN I RETURN NEXT YEAR!!!! I MUST!!!

YOU MUST! It is an honour to be on the stage actually, and in my school there would be this huge ceremony. But I was already overlooking O's>< I'm aiming only for college.

I hope we both do well Ger! We must succeed not Suck Seed! (saw this in an ad)

haha. i like that. succeed and not suck seeds. i'll bring that home! (:

Haha! It's actually a thai movie's name!

Ger! I know I mentioned this in your thread but............

O LEVELS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is not my poem, but I want to share it with the world.

Annabel Lee by Edgar Allen Poe


It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love—
I and my Annabel Lee—
With a love that the wingèd seraphs of Heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
Went envying her and me—
Yes!—that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we—
Of many far wiser than we—
And neither the angels in Heaven above
Nor the demons down under the sea
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;

For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea—
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

ahh i read this back then. sometime when i visited this site a while back. and during lit lesson in school too.
it gave me this weird strangling feeling. it's not exactly sad, or happy per se, but just an odd, weird, sort of freaky setting IMO.

That's what attracted me to it! I just love this poem (for I don't know what reason) and COINCIDENTALLY a band that I love did an album based on the poem, Fated?? LOL

edgar allen poe is a good writer btw. famous. admire such people. but well... well... i wish i can be better.
lol i have so many new poems that i doubt i rlly thought through them lol.