Allsorts

The silence now is where your laughter used to be
Like the calm of dawn it’s too quiet for me
Though you are gone your memory still stays
In my little heart, it will never fade away

Grief is a river, long and wide
It is all I try to hide
It pulls me down, yet I can’t just drown
I carry your absence like an untold crown

Slowly, slowly, my tears fall
Still I hear your grief call
I can’t live without you
I can’t breathe without you

My love for you weighs a ton
You’re my sun
You’re my moon
The thing is that you left me too soon

Being a girl is harder than it seems
More than dresses and makeup dreams
It’s living a life where there is a whole world to impress
Where you have hundreds of smiles to address
in a world full of noise, where everyone roars,
Except one which is yours, a silence restores.

You’re told to be strong, but not loud
To stand on your own but blend in with the crowd
A voice that’s both soft, but demands respect,
Yet still, you face doubts that you must deflect

The weight of your worth is measured in parts
In actions, in looks and matters of heart
You are taught to be kind but never too weak
To be bold but not let your emotion speak

You’re told to be careful, that the worlds not kind
While wearing your hearts and thoughts inside your mind
The world sees your face, not what you feel inside
The quiet strength you’re told to hide

But through all the struggles, the tears and the fights
You shine like the stars in the darkest of nights
Being a girl is not what you see
It’s about the battles and all what you’ve been

So here’s to the girls who stand tall and fight
Who keep moving forward even when it’s not right
For every challenge they face, they make their own way
And in the end they shine brighter each day

Amelia, she was dancing with her friend Mia.
She stepped on a thorn
She broke all her bones.

There was once a wren called Gwen
With a friend named Hen
Hen ate seeds
The wren ate beets
They both lived in a den.

I am a redwood tree
The humans cut down my society
They made toys for dogs
Out of our logs
I just want to be healthy & green.

Smoke, smoke everywhere,
Nitrogen in the air
Put ask drivers behind the bars
Crush up all their cars
Then we’ll have more air to share.

A student may close their eyes and cry.
Though they can open their minds and fly.
With road to great wisdom nigh.

Fun is life
Enjoying themselves
But their time was over

My bestie is the best
From East to West.
She buys me food even when
She is not in the mood.
She is cool
But sometimes she acts like a fool.
My bestie is a flower
With a lot of power.

There once was a bunny
called Sunny
Who loved to go to the park
except when it was dark.
She is also quite bright.

I pull at my eyes,
For too much they have seen,
A world too dark,
Too cruel – it’s bordering obscene.
The horrors linger,
Etched in my restless mind,
A thousand nightmares,
And only one way for them to be left behind.

With trembling palm,
I rip,
Tear,
Pull my eyes out,
To silence all this agonising doubt,
For sight had led me to witness too much,
Things too deep,
Things I couldn’t trust.
And now I long for endless, eternal sleep.

No eyes, no pain,
No world to see or fear,
Just dancing shadows and silent whispers,
Far or near.
I’m in darkness now,
And I hold my tongue and peace,
Where all the worlds terrors,
They finally cease.

Floorboards creaking,
I am freaking on a silent night.
Wind so loud not giving up without a fight,
Though I say not so polite.
It WASN’T a silent night
The hail gave me SUCH a fright,
I wonder when nightmares end?
I guess it all depends.

When I grow up I will be a teacher
Teaching tasks too
I will show my students where to use the loo
Pens, highlighters, rulers too
Come to school and I’ll teach you
Our class bunny, he is funny
Bob is his name
It’s not me you should blame
NO NEED TO SOB
AS A TEACHER IS MY JOB

Floorboards creaking,
I am freaking, on a silent night.
Wind so loud not giving up without a fight.
My dog is sleeping ever so happily.
While I’m here ever so sadly,
Staring at the windowpane.
I wonder when the nightmares end.