Teenage

Very kind is my brother
Intelligent so
Joyfully plays with us
And amazing also
Young in all siblings
And only also
Naughty
Smart
Hardworking too.

Sister, dear, with your endless chatter,
You think you’re witty, but it’s all just a flatter.
You steal my clothes and claim it’s a “share,”
But really, it’s theft—don’t act like you care.

Your room’s a disaster, a sight to behold,
With clothes on the floor, and secrets untold.
You bungle up plans, then throw me the blame,
It’s a wonder you still think this is all just a game.

You brag about cooking, but what a disgrace!
Your burnt toast and soup? It’s a culinary race!
And let’s not forget your taste in music,
It’s a crime against art, simply so bruising.

But in the end, though I tease, I jest,
You’re my sister, and with you, I’m truly blessed.
So, here’s some mean rhymes, maybe done with a grin,
We fight, we annoy, but I’ll always let you win!

In shadows cast by prejudice’s hand
I danced in dreams where dreams demand;
A nought in heart, but lost in prayer,
I wore a crown of false despair.

With skin so pale, in colours bold,
I painted my vision with tales untold
In whispers soft, I swore I knew
The grace of gods born dark like dew.

My love, the Cross, with skin of night,
We shared our hearts in secret light
But cruel hands grasped, like shadows they came,
To crush our dreams, to snuff our flame.

Their laughter echoed, a mocking sound,
As fists of fury broke sacred ground,
Delusion wrapped its gentle thread,
As visions rose before me, dead.

“I am with God,” I chanted low,
A false facade, a hollow glow;
In mirrors tarnished, truth stood stark,
Yet blind was I to the fading spark.

Then came my brother, fierce and wise,
With heavy heart and piercing eyes,
“Look, Lynette,” he urged, with pain unspooled,
“Your soul is lost, your heart a fool.”

I turned to face the cold embrace,
Of the crystal truth, a cruel space;
The mirror showed a shattered face,
A nought, betrayed by time and place.

In clarity’s grip, the darkness fled,
A haunting grief for what was said;
Yet in that moment of bitter pain,
The weight of sorrow rained like rain.

And so I drifted, a fragile dove,
From shattered dreams to skies above;
In twilight’s glow, where shadows creep,
I sought my peace in eternal sleep.

A world divided, cruel and wide,
Left me a ghost, a heart untied;
As whispers faded, I felt the call,
To end the struggle, to break the fall.

In silence deep, my choice I made,
A final breath, a fading shade;
For in the void where hearts once beat,
I found a solace, bittersweet.

This is a poem influenced by the book Noughts and Crosses, written by Malorie Blackman.

In shadows deep where few would dare,
A light emerged, a fierce affair—
Marie, the trailblazer of her time,
With intellect and spirit, she began to climb.

From Poland’s cradle, dreams took flight,
To Paris’ heart, where knowledge ignited bright,
With Pierre at her side, they delved profound,
In the realm of atoms, new truths were found.

Their labour bore fruit, a radiant glow,
From uranium’s heart, new elements flow—
In 1898, they claimed their prize,
Polonium and radium, to the world’s surprise.

Nobel Prize in Physics, in 1903,
With Pierre and Henri, they set knowledge free;
For revealing the force of radioactivity’s might,
They transformed how we view the unseen light.

Then in 1911, she soared once more,
A Nobel in Chemistry , she could not ignore—
For isolating radium, its power and grace,
Unlocking the secrets of life’s hidden face.

In silent battles, she faced the unknown,
A warrior for science, her resolve shown—
In a war-torn world, with compassion and care,
She brought forth X-rays, in hospitals to share.

Her legacy thrived, through struggle and strife,
Creating cures – gave new life;
From radiation treatments to diagnostics clear,
Her work laid the groundwork for hope and cheer.

Imagine a world where her light had not shone,
Where cancer’s grasp would stand alone,
With lesser knowledge, and fear uncontained,
Her courage ignited, what brilliance she gained!

Gratitude flows for this trail we tread,
For all she achieved, the paths she led—
In every heartbeat of science today,
Marie Curie’s spirit forever will play.

A steadfast pioneer, with wisdom so vast,
Through trials endured, her legacy will last—
In classrooms, labs; her name we revere,
For the impact she made, we’re grateful, we cheer.

So let’s remember this brilliant star,
Whose light guides our journey, both near and far,
Marie Curie, a luminary bright,
Illuminating the darkness, she defined the night.

The world spins round, my mind in a daze,
Hollow minds sweep embers in a craze.
Encased in ice, static within a dream,
Love’s embrace melts my fragile heart to cream.

A purpose to be found, ancient gears start to turn.
Set ablaze, my heart, by passions fervent burn.
More than a puppet, never a joke.
Love’s care, you sought to invoke.

At ease, my mind at rest, my eyes tear.
Losing my everything, always my fear.
From glacial hell, your righteous hand gave thaw.
Struck by love, frozen yet again, only in awe.

V- very kind is my brother.
I – intelligent so
J- joyful he is and
A-amazing so
Y-young
A-and also
N-naughty is too
S-smart and
H-hardworking too.

Pancake Tuesday
A very good mood day
Chocolate and blueberries
Toppings that are so yummy
In my kinda small tummy
crêpes, American and soufflé pancakes
Oh what happiness it makes
If you don’t like pancakes
Belgian waffles you know you can make
There slay and ARE kinda preppy
But I prefer crêpes eep!
That’s why I love Pancake Tuesday
It’s a very good mood day

Now I’m forced to sit in a chair and write
All the things I see in sight
I don’t find it easy to focus all the time
It’s hard to sit there and just try
When all you can think about is the time
Second by second the time feels slower
I just wonder all things that can go lower

Once lunch comes around I’m so tired and want to go home
But I have to tell myself to keep on going
I stare at a page for an hour or more
Wondering when the rain will start to pour

Then I tell myself that it’s the last hour
I have to keep going or I’ll have no power
I stare at a wall and let time do its thing
And then the bell will suddenly ring

I go home and lie in my bed
Feeling so drained but I have to do it again
Teachers say that school is okay
And there’s is no reason to sit and complain
I wish they knew how much I tried
But I always fail, its like that every time

Living your life the way you want to live
It is not that easy, things don’t go right
There are bad friends, that you might not forgive
Life is not as pretty as the moonlight

Life is not like the midnight aurora
There are challenges that are difficult
You’re acting like Dora the Explorer
What will you do when you’re an adult?

Get up and do something, don’t be lazy
Your parents will think you’re a failure
You think you’re cool but you are just crazy
You have to work for a better future

Living life is not that easy, my child
So work or I will send you to the wild