Teenage

Stealthy movement, hunched over
tail in the air
creep closer
no sound, muscles bunch
elastic spring!
In the air, on the ground,
mouse squeaks –
the end.

Locked in a house, and the key’s thrown away,
is there a limit to how long I stay?
Can’t go outside, too much radiation.
Guardians in their stations, telling us about damnation.
Pray to the Creator, put sin to a cessation.
But I see a shining duck, ever so bright,
Leading the way out of my plight.

Tell Guardian Rich, he’s fuming and frightened.
His grasp on my arm has tightened.
Tell the Mentors, dragged by the Supervisor
To the metal machine – the soul divisor.

Love comes in the way in the form of a car,
With a person inside – who’s on his dad’s radar.
He comes and embraces me, butterflies in my heart,
Before the Guards drag us apart.

Comes back again with a strange book,
Dusty and black like a rook.
He promises to save me from this hellhole –
Mine and his only goal.

The day comes where he tells me everything –
That my best friend had been mutilated like a plaything.
Other people in other people’s bodies
To create unnatural, horrifying copies.

The Supervisor comes with her whole crew,
And pin me to a seat as though I’m made of tissue.
Guns don’t work. Nothing does. I’m about to turn to
Nothingness when Guardian Rich says he loves me. Breakthrough.
I wake up. Arthur’s dead. A note for me. I am who?

Trenches freezing
Water up to the thighs
People shivering as they die
Rats roaming
Then the dreaded trench foot strikes
Screams through out the night
Shells raining from the heavens above
Foot rotting
Smell revolting
As they hide in the ground like moles
Shrapnel flying through the air
Then it’s over the top
Machine guns tearing flesh
A thousand screams
Mark the end
Yet more men torn to pieces
As they pray
As they beg
Barbed wire tearing arteries
As they frantically charge to their demise
The ground awash with blood and tears
Men destined nether to return
Families torn apart
Friends part ways
A world of cruelty
A world of death
All for a country’s selfish wish
A constant yearning for more
Men pray to live another day
Two people pitted against one another
Deceived by there country’s lies
Driven to hatred by an uncaring government
Used as pawns in the political game of chess

Fingertips bitten by the frost,
Trudging through the snow.
Darkness of the bitter night lost
In the friendly streetlamps’ glow.

The sweet scent of the bakery
Cradles my attention.
The holiday lights uplifted me,
Photographed without hesitation.

Hat and gloves kept me warm
On this silent cobblestone street.
Winter’s the time for snowy storms,
Wearing scarves to suppress my body heat.

Staying cosy in the warmth of my home,
Reading books, quiet and alone.

My resolutions last year were a tremendous fail
I didn’t learn ballet, I didn’t learn braille
But this year I’ll make my resolutions anew
A fresh start, with a promise to keep my words true

This year, I shall scale the heights of Mount Everest
Along with pursuing an aquatic biology degree with the greatest zest
I shall read a thousand books and write another four
The myriad time I have left, I shall strive to do more!

More for the environment, more for my health!
I’ll learn skills and accumulate my wealth!
From climbing Mount Everest, I shall have my fame
I’ll use that to start my marketing campaign!

My goals have been penned, my aspirations are high
Now it’s time to sleep and kiss this world goodbye

This message was written on the will of an 89-year old man
Diagnosed with the chronic illness of making unrealistic resolutions every year

It’s time for New Year’s Eve!
Time for us to achieve,
achieve our goals,
and to believe.
Control your negativity,
stay happy,
stay calm,
let this new year be a year
full of hope,
full of dreams,
a time of joy.
Forget all the grief,
the sorrow,
false hopes.
It’s about your family,
things you have,
be grateful.
Some people are out there,
without the stuff you are holding.
Think about others.
This year is going to be full of joy.
Hope for the best,
and try to enjoy!
The last day of this year 31 December is near,
almost here.
I have lived for 365 days,
Which I will remember always!
You are going to be older,
be someone’s shoulder!
Happy New Year!!

Hi My 1st Christmas poem of 2022

Here we are it’s Christmas time.
I better get my notepad and start to rhyme.

Buy all the food and a lot of cake.
how many mince pies can you make?

Wrapping all the gifts, it’s time for a sing song.
and I will deliver cards and Christmas presents as we walk along

To family and friends have a great Christmas and enjoy what you can .
Merry Christmas to everyone and last but least my Nan ❤️xx

Answer the question and you’ll be free!
“Let me out! I want to go home.”
Get it correct, I’ll even give you a comb.
“I don’t know! I don’t know!”
Turn down the treadmill, keep it slow,
Think some more and you might realize the answer
Soon enough imma get cancer!
If I don’t have a response, I shall hit the button,
Then you will go down for glutton
I’ll tell the press, you were doing something illegal
Oh, why are you so feeble?
“Oh for heaven’s sake! I’m being held captive.
By the way you are very attractive.
Aphrodite shall be jealous when she looks at you.”
Thanks for the compliment. Now you are through!
Prettier then Aphrodite I am now.
Whilst everyone else looks like a cow.
“Cursed is what you are now with not long left,
I shan’t go down for theft!”
What do you mean cursed?
Now you say it, I do have a rather quenching thirst.
“See what I can set in motion.
Whilst you sit a pretend to make a potion.”
It is not pretend!
It’s time for this feud to end.
*click*
Finally, I did it.
No punishment feels more fit.
“Just, remember
It’s almost December.
The day you once struck and was locked up,
You look pale…need a cup?”