MOVING BLOG

SO, Blogger sucks. In every way. But honestly, it does, so I am moving my blog to a new tumblr. I am familiar with tumblr and I had one a few years ago, so this is like a sweet coming home for me.

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NaPoWriMo Day 13: Random Rap of Sadness

“HBG”

Hey. First word.

Now last word is goodbye.

Each and every day,

A laugh then a cry.

Bipolar indifferences,

From hot to cold.

Face like a stone.

Nothing else to hold.

Which reminds me,

Can you find me?

Lost, but nowhere else to hide, me?

Search me,

Steal me,

Heal me,

Heart break.

Search me, why? Steal me, cry. Heal me, dry.

Heart break guy.

~So today I wanted to start with my poem first. This is read like a spoken word or a rap. I honestly like rapping, which sounds silly for a white teenage girl, but it is fun to me! Go Nicki Minaj!... Except when she is disgusting which is 99% of the time.... Anyway, "HBG" was random but has true emotion behind it. Every girl has been in that place at one time in her life, but God can always pull us through. Enjoy!~

NaPoWriMo Day 12: Tomorrow is Ominously Approaching

As I sit here listening to St. Lucia on the Coachella Live Broadcast via youtube, I faintly remember the pain that awaits me tomorrow. This pain I speak of is school. And for those of you who either are too young to hate it or too old to remember it, ITS NOT THAT FUN.

Anyway, I'm not some weird angry person. I love life and everyone, school is just hard and sometimes pointless. I hope you enjoy the poem today! It's a little eccentric, but whatever. They all can't be fabulously fab. Did I really just type that? Alright, bye.

Creeping

I look behind me as I walk,

I can't trust anyone or anything,

I know what's following me.

The sound of erasers hitting paper,

The sight of lockers shutting in my face,

I cannot escape this fate.

Math, 1st Period,

English, 2nd Period,

How much longer until my limbs collapse?

Don't misunderstand my emotional life

I want to learn something...

But not algebra.

NaPoWriMo Day 11: Haiku fo yew?

Okay the title of this blog post is stupid, I know, but it cracked me up so great. Not sure who is still here, but I hope someone notices this blog. ITS FUN BUT I WANT SOME FOLLOWERS MKAY? Alright, here is my poem of the day:

Haiku?

I don't get this thing

What am I suppose to do

This will not end with

NaPoWriMo Day 10: Artist Inspired

I Follow Rivers

As the river flows past my cottage of blue,

I stop and wonder and think of you.

Remembering when our river ran dry,

No longer could swim in emotional highs.

That water so clear, muddied beneath my feet,

You and I twisted in such a depressing feat.

But I follow rivers, and this path leads to none

I now must return to the cottage in the sun.

~The song "I Follow Rivers" by Lykki Li is a powerful ballad from a lover to her man. In the song, Li desires to follow her lover's every move. My poem, applicably named "I Follow Rivers", is a follow up song to Li's. After a relationship gone awry, the river I now follow runs a different course. This is not based on personal experience, but I sure felt the pain writing this! Enjoy ~

NaPoWriMo Day 9: Nostalgia

Palm Trees

Swaying palm trees

Twisting braids

Grass is faded

Girl in the grass

Heat is rising

Coughing smoke

Shadows falling

Red skies of dreamers

Rest in peace

Midnight dance parties

Wind wispy

Goodnight Coachella

NaPoWriMo Day 8: For a Friend

Good Morning everyone!! Honestly I don't know who is still reading but I am going to pretend that I have some audience. Today is great because spring break!


~The poem I wrote for today is kinda... eh. Sooo, I am going to post an old poem that I wrote a while back for a friend. She was dealing with a stupid guy and "Forbidden Fruit" was written to help her see what a jerk he was! I hope you all enjoy :) ~

“FORBIDDEN FRUIT”

One cannot say they have lived without a forbidden fruit in their life.

He’ll steal your heart like petty thieves steal pears from a nearby market.

Walking beside you, empty words will escape his empty mouth.

I love you is compared to the heat in Death Valley; extensive and overflowing.

After years pass by the forbidden fruit seems to be the same…

He’s shiny. He’s plastic on the outside and painted with lying blasphemy.

On the inside his rotting heart beats at a Mozart pace with much disdain.

Then the next thing is done. Done. Before you can snap those dainty little fingers.

That fruit from the garden has shifted his sprawling eyes from pretty in pink to the next gazelle in the corner of the room. Victim to next victim until relational death do them part. It begins, and like the helpless blind man and a guide dog, you needed him. But now you see. Now you see the disastrous horrors of that sweet forbidden fruit.