Teenage

Delicacy of snowflakes
In the windows traced
Seize the cold embrace
Of winter’s lace

Banner of white
Fragile delight; a scurrying sight
Pondering their plight
Halo bright; frostbit flight
In the fading light
Of the icy night

I try to contain it,
I really do.
My sleeve pressing against
the almost bursting lips.
The air tickles my throat,
brushing over like feathers.
I can’t hold it in anymore
I sneeze, loud like thunder.
Ugh. Flu’ season.

1
Smoke all around
The beating sound of gunfire in my ear
And the dead soldiers lying on the ground
Dead but still alive

2
A bomb about to go off
Stood there like a statue
5…4…3…2…1
Dead soldiers lying on the ground
Dead but still alive

3
A whistle blowing
Long and loud
Blowing to signal the men
Over the top we go
Over the top
Dead soldiers lying on the ground
Dead but still alive

4
A field dotted with paint
Red and white
Where the fallen are at rest
Dead soldiers lying on the ground
Dead but still remembered

There are the queens
Who are labelled as “cool”
They strut through the halls
And enforce their own rules

There are the kings
Who play all the sports
And search every room
For a damsel to court

There are the scholars
Referred to as “geeks”
They have much wisdom to share
If they are allowed to speak

And then there is a girl
Who is rarely seen in the halls
She is barely ever noticed
And seems plastered to the walls

She keeps her head down
And never raises her hand
How she blends in so easily
Is hard to understand

I don’t know her name
I’d never asked
It had never occurred to me
How many times I’d passed

That girl in the halls
Who sat out at the dance
Who never was picked
Was never given a chance

She was never accepted
And was simply outlawed
A “queer” in the eyes
Of those who didn’t see her at all

Then one day
Tuesday I believe
The school received an announcement
The worst one I’d received

That one girl
Whom we’d all passed in the halls
Had been shot down
By a misfortune in the mall

The queens put on a face
The kings shifted around
But I lowered my eyes
And stared at the ground

I felt guilty
For reasons barely known
It wasn’t my fault after all
But there were things I could control

I could have said “Hi”
Or given a smile
I could’ve invited her
To sit with us for a while

But I didn’t
And I wish I would’ve
Because she is gone now
And I still could’ve

Said ‘hello” to the girl
Who clung to the walls
Or offered my hand
As a friend in the halls

I chewed on my lip
Now really unnerved
For I had things
That she might’ve deserved

I had good friends
Members of my team
To pick me up when I fell
And help me follow my dreams

But did someone pick her up
When she fell for the last time
A bullet in her body
From a madman’s crime?

Did somebody catch her
Before she hit the ground?
Or did they simply keep going
Like she wasn’t around?

That’s what we did in the halls
We did it every day
That poor wallflower girl
I didn’t even know her name

When taken into hold I will squirm
with knowing that what fate
has also been held in the hand I am trapped with

I know this is not what I was destined for
I will choose my fate
besides the one I have been grasped by

I don’t want to be the words that other strangers say
I am qualified for I will do a man’s job if I want to
I will be who I want to be when I want to be

And in time I will stand
and push my tiny, limp body from the heavy grip
strung from the words that body’s of which judgement
has made their minds up
for who they think they have no choice in life

I just saw the lonely lanes
I just pondered upon my pains
Feeling lonely within my heart,
Feeling the bruises that did hurt.

I never thought autumn could be so bright
Until I could see the leaves shine in the sun’s light
All that was cold was the gusty winds,
That blew away taking all my sins.

I just waited and watched
I just wanted to get lost
But where should I get alone?
Cause I was left on my own.

I would sit beside it whenever I liked,
I would touch down its ribs whenever I liked.
I would play my favorite songs on it,
whenever I liked,
I would keep it safe and be by its side.
I just thought of painting it red,
But somehow I liked its blue-black shade.
Its metallic shining six row chains,
That shone like the sparkling silver of rains.
But now it lay broken down,
Dead like a shooting star
My old blue six stringed guitar.

Dream, dream, dream
Dream mountains of ice cream

Dream ’til late
Dream rivers of chocolate

Dream on mountain tops
Dream castles of lollipops

Dream you are trendy
Dream trees of candy

Dream hundreds of moons
Dream your friends are cartoons

Dream to be merry
Dream the life of a fairy

Dream a bird sings
Dream you’re not a human being

Think that dream is a sky
Dream, children, dream
No one will ask you why

Dream and fly your kite
By dreaming enjoy your night

There is a poet,
Hidden in everyone,
That needs to be unveiled,
And discovered.

With a little interest,
Effort,
And imagination,
The poet can be found.

Difficulties
Will surely cross your way,
Huddles and stones
Will surely block your way.

But no worries,
You will surely overcome them,
Your spirit and efforts,
Will make way.

There is a poet,
Hidden in everyone,
That needs to be unveiled,
And discovered.

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Tears not only shed,
tears not only drop,
with them sheds the sadness,
with them drops the bad time.

After every sad phase,
there is a happy one,
after all the tears,
there is time for laughter .

Tears are the ones
which accompany us all the time,
whether happy or sad,
never they leave us alone.

Tears are just like drops of rain,
after the clouds move,
sunshine makes its way,
bringing joy and bliss.

Tears not only shed,
tears not only drop,
with them sheds the sadness,
with them drops the bad time.

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