I showed them two poems Entrances And Exits and Ramblings of the Mind, already learnt the Entrances and Exits one, but they said the Ramblings of the Mind would suit better, and I haven't even learnt that one. :/ So long :o Grr why did I have to write sucha long poem =/ OH AND when I was reciting that one in front of them they said I had a British accent YAYYYYYYY I don't think that's true though xD But Hoor agreed with the teacher so idk , and when Ms Mahjabeen told 'em I wrote it, one teacher was like you remind me of Hermoine, and I was like Oooo-kay, LOL, NO. (To myself, ofcourse). ANYWAY.
I've shortened the Ramblings of the Mind & Heartening of the heart, to thiss:
Ramblings of the mind, Heartening of the heart.
Shadowy glances, hanging heads, anticipating doom,
In every nook and corner, those tales of misery loom.
Some try to keep the faith, but everything falls apart,
These shaken sobs are the sounds of a breaking heart.
The roads are so twisted and theres a long way ahead,
Heavy hearts, heavy eyes, every breath inhaled with dread.
Some look for possibilities, believing in keeping hope,
Some wish to avoid the reality, some wish to just elope.
Constantly reminded of how it should have been,
'Could's and 'should's and 'would's are sprouting from within.
So I may have stumbled & fell, I may have stood my ground,
But the stumbling and the falls just keep coming around.
I cannot see what is blinding me, because I'm losing hope,
I cannot see the power that will help me climb this slope.
Something is not right because I see those smiles shrink.
So I ponder about a different side, I now start to think.
This tale is just a story of another house in a city,
In just another country, that no one would care to pity.
Just one tale of misery, of thousands that are there,
In your mind, pestering the world, they are everywhere.
Not me alone, its not just me having to face my fears.
Misery haunts the world of people far and near.
And then I think about how its no reason to not smile,
Fear and sadness won't make my life one bit worthwhile.
Then something whispers to me gently in my ear,
The words start to make sense as I begin to hear.
Its like my heart speaking gently to my mind,
Slowly releasing the toxic feelings that had been confined.
My heart whispers: Get up, get going, because you're better than the worse,
You're not alone, you hold your hands with the entire universe.
They all think they go through the worse life can get,
But there are people who would die for these kind of upsets.
So even though I'm breaking down, even though I'm lost
Even though life is complicated, and some things cost,
I'll make a choice to be thankful through all thick and thin,
Not think about how it is and how it should have been.
And even though the walls of this house are falling down,
I won't let them fall, and I will stay my ground.
And even though some hearts are breaking beyond repair,
There's someone waiting to fix them up - someone, somewhere.
I cannot change now what is done, it was what fate had brought,
And even bigger than my problems, is my ever lasting God.
There are going to be last dusks, there will be last dawns
But time won't stop ticking and life will go on.
Oh shizz. Need ta learn this. Asap.
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