Competition Entry

Lonely, unwanted,
I sit there depressed.
Night and day children climb on me
Please,please just leave me alone.
At night, cold, drenched, miserable
I shout and scream but no one seems to hear me
My frozen leaves crumble like a biscuit
As years go by my leaves and branches grow,
I get older but my sadness never leaves me.
Days and days go on and muddy and clean shoes run over me,
Sobbing at night the shed laughs at me,
He says you will never be as great as me.
Will you help me?

Glossy, green moss like a carpet,
Bugs creeping and crawling
The miniature ants hiding under the umbrella-like clover,
Some string-like grass waves at a shiny ladybird,
Rain comes…
The sky goes as black as night,
The busy city, silent again.

Our nostalgia is lost in history,
Now I find it a little harder
To see through the rose-coloured glasses.
When frosted mornings were magic
And your smile was my lighthouse
Now I find it a little harder
To see today
When all I think of
Is our magic of before.
Forgotten perfections haunt each morning
And every night tells a hundred hazy dreams
Now I find it a little harder
But I know it might get a little better,
When I see a distant tomorrow.
Maybe we’ll see it together

I like to dance I like to sing, but what’s my hobby?
That’s the thing.
I like to draw I like to swim, but what’s my hobby?
That’s the thing.
I like to write, I like to rhyme, but what’s my hobby?
That’s the thing.
I like to learn, I like to play, but what’s my hobby?
That’s the thing.
I’m not sure!
I don’t know!
But I know it’s hiding somewhere
deep in my soul.

The world is slowly deteriorating
Orangutans scream for their parents
Birds fly to safety
Trees die
On the floor dead monkeys lie
In a place where once they felt safe
Where firefighters lose faith
Forests surrounded by fire
The Earth’s nature is walking on a thin wire
Think about the Earth’s beauty
Isn’t it great?
Now think about it disappearing like ghosts
Where’s the planet gone, that we love the most ?

I love my mummy,
and my daddy,
cupcakes and pizza,
my best friend is my sister,
and my kittens, black and white.

Lots of happy memories,
are flowing in mind,
of joyful summers and winters,
they help me get through the day.

when I think of the summer,
a memory comes to mind,
of my sister and I playing,
on the bright green, green grass.

Lots of happy memories,
are flowing in my mind,
of joyful summers and winters,
they help me get through the day.

When I think of winter,
my mummy and I
are celebrating our birthdays,
and cake goes around.

Lots of happy memories
are flowing in my mind,
of joyful summers and winters,
they help me get through the day

As the wind brushes though my hair
I feel a shot of coolness aiming at my face.
I inhale this freshness deeply into my lungs
and I exhale slowly all my troubles
imagining them escaping with the wind.
I get carried along with this powerful breeze
pushing me to my special place .

Everybody sees here and there, it’s a wonderful thing,
Not everybody can see in colour, they might not like to talk about it,
Seeing means you know where things are and you don’t bump into things,
Sometimes I wonder what others are seeing,
WHAT COLOUR ARE YOUR EYES?,
What is your favourite sight that you have seen?

My vision is blurred
Because of my tears,
The tears caused by the pain
the world has made me go through

My vision is blurred
because of my proud heart
The heart that struggled to help me understand
What other people have gone through

My vision is blurred
Because of my knowledge
The knowledge that encourages me
To judge, and not see through

My vision is blurred
Because of my eyes
They built a filter which controls
Exactly what can be seen through

My vision is blurred
But what you cannot see
Is that beneath I am scared
Because I cannot see the real you.

Freedom is being able to make our own decisions,
Recycling is important,
Everyone should be treated the same,
Experiencing yourself is good,
Don’t let anyone stop you,
Opportunities are things we should take,
My mind is different to everyone else’s and that’s
good.