A recluse I wanted nothing but to be left in solitude But no one can be truly left alone For interacting is inevitable I met many people Each with their own story I attain new images Which brings new perspectives Soon I enjoyed meeting new people Amity It’s a gift that we should appreciate Friendships are a part of life Solitude and Amity Two sides of the same coin Create a balance between the two They are like Yin and Yang
I like how your poem started out with kind of a pessimistic tone to it and as you read through it started to gain more of a lighter tone, like there was a sense of relief to it at the end.
There was a time when I used to smile, I had many friends and such a joyous personality. Looking back I remember causing trouble all for laughs. At no time did I assume that would change. But soon all was different. I left my friends, packed my bags, and said goodbye. In little time, I started school again. Time passed and I didn’t want to act sad each day By this point, I had friends but knew no happiness, Then one day, someone walked into my life For a while it was nice I thought I would be bitter again when it ended But I felt renewed. He returned my smile to its rightful place. But each day I wonder, what if I had chosen a different group, What if I did not speak to him, what if I changed one detail that day Everything would be different, but who knows Everything happens for a reason.
I told myself everything happens for a reason as a coping mechanism and that doesn't even help because i wish everything didn't happen for a reason. Honestly that was possibly the worst advice you could possibly give someone, i don't even know what I was thinking when I wrote that because I didn't even follow that. Zero out of ten I would not recommend you listen to that advice.
A porcelain doll only scratched at the start. Someone hoping for a new beginning. When as a child, having been victimized And still as I grew, Giving myself false hope. Portrayed as a meager ball of luminosity. Having a heart of hope, and a mind of brilliance Stepped into a new course, a new chapter. Unfortunately, this little porcelain doll, Was cracked, and the heart of hope, Almost shattered. Fabricating a smile to hide myself, letting go, Crawling through the dark. Yet not abandoned, My comrades beside me through times rough and fragile. Now take my wisdom, Take your strength, take your hope, Don’t make companions that oppress, But propel you.
I really did learn from myself re-reading this. I didn't let myself hide my feelings from my friends. I let myself shine. I am becoming the person I've always wanted.I let myself open up to people.
When I came here I was nothing but an untamed animal, a king, mad with power. Yet I soon learned that I was never in power that I was more or less power-less. That trying regain power, like a fallen king, was hopeless. Like a damned soul wandering in purgatory with no way out. Always feeling tortured in the worst ways. Suddenly I woke up and realized I was being lead astray. A path that could lead nowhere but more suffering to me and other around me. I realized more that this place isn't a prison but a sanctuary. A place you can feel safe from the dangers, where you could find someone that can truly understands,but this place also need a sacrifice. For this place not only needs your heart but sometimes your soul. For this place gives you so much than you can ever imagine. For all souls who come to this place do not be lead astray. For there are souls who will drag you to the darkness with them. Always look forward and always look up to the sky where the light will guide you to your salvation.
I love how you started your poem off comparing your feelings to the things, giving us a better understanding of what it was like for you when you first got there then start to become more positive towards the end, facing reality.
When I arrived on these grounds, I was simply filled with anticipation People thought that I was an introverted and reserved kid I was known for those qualities of mine I was the type of person that would read and play games Few things were of importance to me While, no one really knew me at first The positive aspects in life calmed me down In contrast, the negative aspects of life stressed me out I was always scared of the possibility that someone was watching me I believe that due to my attitude towards life, I was able to accomplish everything I’ve done However, what I did fail was being a friend to the one person that needed it The reason I failed was because I wasn’t confident in my ability to console them The secret I kept felt suffocating as if, it was dragging me down and affecting my entire life. Eventually, I learned that if you truly believe in yourself, then you can overcome life’s misfortunes.
After reading this again, I realised that I subconsciously followed my advice and attempted to be a more bold person with the capability to overcome life's misfortunes.
Like a narcissist to their reflection Alluring was the feeling Memory in need to play a tune Vibrations rush throughout my soul How melody made me feel unfettered Desperation to escape this reality A bird in a diminutive cage Yearning to break free “She wears her emotions on her sleeve” Characters would deride Never truly seeing me And always trying not to cry I found my relief, my escape A way to leave this world behind Art, music, laughter, or performing on a stage Finding something positive in a dark world No matter the vie Find Your Joy
I would say that I didn't really fully live up to what I said or what I wanted. I wrote about finding something that makes you happy in order to escape a reality that is so negative and aggressive. To find a calling in creativity and art in a way that could set myself free. I don't think I fully lived up to that because I feel like I ended up closing myself off. Although, now I am starting to follow the advice little theater 1 me was giving and it seems to be working.
I was timid, insecure with an old soul. People would think of me as “the tramp” because of the rumors. No one knew the real story. The way i would capture their feelings into a canvas was fascinating. The way i would try to shield myself from the pain was through my paintings.
The only reason why i haven’t met with the Reaper is because of her. My mom, my hero, my life savior, she saved me. I didn’t know what love felt like, only lust. Craving attention, Wanting love.. But i wasn’t feeling it. I vanished for a little bit of time, knowing i was getting the help i needed. I got better, i’m happier now than i was before. She taught me to love. I finally learned not to listen to them, don’t let them bring me down. I used to care about them, about the rumors that broke me inside. Now i’m stronger, more mature, and especially happier.
I was broken by the lies they told, now i’m loved. Don’t listen to what they say, Keep going.
After reading this for the first time in a year, i know i did not listen to my own advice and i should have. I got lost in my thoughts over and over again. I constantly let their words get to me, but then i realized that everyone goes through something. No matter what it is, how long ago, how recent it was, Everyone has a choice to make things right.
“No” was like a forbidden word for me “Can I copy your homework?”, sure thing “Can you keep a horrible secret?”, definitely “Can you do me a favor that might get you into trouble?”, yes I would do anything to fit in And I detested the fact that I couldn’t get everyone to like me I made this persona to try and get as many people to like me as I possibly could Now, I don’t care what people think of me Naturally, I want to fit in, but not if I can’t be myself You can say what you’d like about me, I’m not going to care I’m not going to give you the reaction that you’re wishing for Forthcoming, that fabrication about me isn’t going to choose my job. 10 years from now, I’m not even going to remember half of the names of people I called friends There is a quote by Ross Caligiuri that I have a personal relation to. “When you are born in a world you don’t fit in; it’s because you were born to help create a new one”
I have grown to want only a small group of close friends and some positive acquaintances. I have realized that sometimes keeping a small circle of friends can be a good choice. If you have a large group, there is usually more drama and a higher possibility of them being fake. That's why now I have only about 5 or 6 people I call my friend. So I feel like I followed my own advice, just not in the way I initially thought I would've.
Also this quote is still one of my personal favorites; I don't think that'll ever change
A recluse
ReplyDeleteI wanted nothing but to be left in solitude
But no one can be truly left alone
For interacting is inevitable
I met many people
Each with their own story
I attain new images
Which brings new perspectives
Soon I enjoyed meeting new people
Amity
It’s a gift that we should appreciate
Friendships are a part of life
Solitude and Amity
Two sides of the same coin
Create a balance between the two
They are like Yin and Yang
I like how your poem started out with kind of a pessimistic tone to it and as you read through it started to gain more of a lighter tone, like there was a sense of relief to it at the end.
Delete- Jaynie Burrage
DeleteThere was a time when I used to smile,
ReplyDeleteI had many friends and such a joyous personality.
Looking back I remember causing trouble all for laughs.
At no time did I assume that would change.
But soon all was different.
I left my friends, packed my bags, and said goodbye.
In little time, I started school again.
Time passed and I didn’t want to act sad each day
By this point, I had friends but knew no happiness,
Then one day, someone walked into my life
For a while it was nice I thought I would be bitter again when it ended
But I felt renewed.
He returned my smile to its rightful place.
But each day I wonder, what if I had chosen a different group,
What if I did not speak to him, what if I changed one detail that day Everything would be different, but who knows
Everything happens for a reason.
I told myself everything happens for a reason as a coping mechanism and that doesn't even help because i wish everything didn't happen for a reason. Honestly that was possibly the worst advice you could possibly give someone, i don't even know what I was thinking when I wrote that because I didn't even follow that. Zero out of ten I would not recommend you listen to that advice.
DeleteThe Charge in My Locker
ReplyDeleteCynthia Fecteau
A porcelain doll only scratched at the start.
Someone hoping for a new beginning.
When as a child, having been victimized
And still as I grew,
Giving myself false hope.
Portrayed as a meager ball of luminosity.
Having a heart of hope, and a mind of brilliance
Stepped into a new course, a new chapter.
Unfortunately, this little porcelain doll,
Was cracked, and the heart of hope,
Almost shattered.
Fabricating a smile to hide myself, letting go,
Crawling through the dark.
Yet not abandoned,
My comrades beside me through times rough and fragile.
Now take my wisdom,
Take your strength, take your hope,
Don’t make companions that oppress,
But propel you.
I really did learn from myself re-reading this. I didn't let myself hide my feelings from my friends. I let myself shine. I am becoming the person I've always wanted.I let myself open up to people.
DeleteWhen I came here I was nothing but an untamed animal,
ReplyDeletea king, mad with power.
Yet I soon learned that I was never in power
that I was more or less power-less.
That trying regain power, like a fallen king, was hopeless.
Like a damned soul wandering in purgatory with no way out.
Always feeling tortured in the worst ways.
Suddenly I woke up and realized I was being lead astray.
A path that could lead nowhere but more suffering to me and other around me.
I realized more that this place isn't a prison but a sanctuary.
A place you can feel safe from the dangers, where you could find someone that can truly understands,but this place also need a sacrifice.
For this place not only needs your heart but sometimes your soul.
For this place gives you so much than you can ever imagine.
For all souls who come to this place do not be lead astray.
For there are souls who will drag you to the darkness with them.
Always look forward and always look up to the sky where the light will guide you to your salvation.
I love how you started your poem off comparing your feelings to the things, giving us a better understanding of what it was like for you when you first got there then start to become more positive towards the end, facing reality.
DeleteWhen I arrived on these grounds, I was simply filled with anticipation
ReplyDeletePeople thought that I was an introverted and reserved kid
I was known for those qualities of mine
I was the type of person that would read and play games
Few things were of importance to me
While, no one really knew me at first
The positive aspects in life calmed me down
In contrast, the negative aspects of life stressed me out
I was always scared of the possibility that someone was watching me
I believe that due to my attitude towards life, I was able to accomplish everything I’ve done
However, what I did fail was being a friend to the one person that needed it
The reason I failed was because I wasn’t confident in my ability to console them
The secret I kept felt suffocating as if, it was dragging me down and affecting my entire life.
Eventually, I learned that if you truly believe in yourself, then you can overcome life’s misfortunes.
After reading this again, I realised that I subconsciously followed my advice and attempted to be a more bold person with the capability to overcome life's misfortunes.
Delete
ReplyDeleteLike a narcissist to their reflection
Alluring was the feeling
Memory in need to play a tune
Vibrations rush throughout my soul
How melody made me feel unfettered
Desperation to escape this reality
A bird in a diminutive cage
Yearning to break free
“She wears her emotions on her sleeve”
Characters would deride
Never truly seeing me
And always trying not to cry
I found my relief, my escape
A way to leave this world behind
Art, music, laughter, or performing on a stage
Finding something positive in a dark world
No matter the vie
Find
Your
Joy
I would say that I didn't really fully live up to what I said or what I wanted. I wrote about finding something that makes you happy in order to escape a reality that is so negative and aggressive. To find a calling in creativity and art in a way that could set myself free. I don't think I fully lived up to that because I feel like I ended up closing myself off. Although, now I am starting to follow the advice little theater 1 me was giving and it seems to be working.
DeleteI was timid, insecure with an old soul.
ReplyDeletePeople would think of me as “the tramp” because of the rumors.
No one knew the real story.
The way i would capture their feelings into a canvas was fascinating.
The way i would try to shield myself from the pain was through my paintings.
The only reason why i haven’t met with the Reaper is because of her.
My mom, my hero, my life savior, she saved me.
I didn’t know what love felt like, only lust.
Craving attention, Wanting love.. But i wasn’t feeling it.
I vanished for a little bit of time, knowing i was getting the help i needed.
I got better, i’m happier now than i was before. She taught me to love.
I finally learned not to listen to them, don’t let them bring me down.
I used to care about them, about the rumors that broke me inside.
Now i’m stronger, more mature, and especially happier.
I was broken by the lies they told, now i’m loved.
Don’t listen to what they say,
Keep going.
After reading this for the first time in a year, i know i did not listen to my own advice and i should have. I got lost in my thoughts over and over again. I constantly let their words get to me, but then i realized that everyone goes through something. No matter what it is, how long ago, how recent it was, Everyone has a choice to make things right.
Delete“No” was like a forbidden word for me
ReplyDelete“Can I copy your homework?”, sure thing
“Can you keep a horrible secret?”, definitely
“Can you do me a favor that might get you into trouble?”, yes
I would do anything to fit in
And I detested the fact that I couldn’t get everyone to like me
I made this persona to try and get as many people to like me as I possibly could
Now, I don’t care what people think of me
Naturally, I want to fit in,
but not if I can’t be myself
You can say what you’d like about me,
I’m not going to care
I’m not going to give you the reaction that you’re wishing for
Forthcoming,
that fabrication about me isn’t going to choose my job.
10 years from now,
I’m not even going to remember half of the names of people I called friends
There is a quote by Ross Caligiuri that I have a personal relation to.
“When you are born in a world you don’t fit in;
it’s because you were born to help create a new one”
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DeleteI have grown to want only a small group of close friends and some positive acquaintances. I have realized that sometimes keeping a small circle of friends can be a good choice. If you have a large group, there is usually more drama and a higher possibility of them being fake. That's why now I have only about 5 or 6 people I call my friend. So I feel like I followed my own advice, just not in the way I initially thought I would've.
DeleteAlso this quote is still one of my personal favorites; I don't think that'll ever change