Teenage

Coming in on boats, seeking safety and hope,
Leaving behind their homes, learning how to cope.
With courage in their hearts, they travel far away,
Dreaming of a brighter and more peaceful day.
From different countries cultures, and lands,
Facing new challenges they may not understand.
Yet through every struggle they find a way to grow,
Because together we thrive and together we know.
With kindness and friendship we help them belong,
Showing that our differences can make us strong.
Their courage inspires us to stand side by side,
Building a future of hope, respect and pride.

Life is just our destiny,
It has ups and downs,
And millions of people around,
Talking and gossiping,
With endless laughter,
And they do not care.

They look at the outside,
But do not analyse the inside.
They don’t think,
They just blutter.
They laugh and mock,
But they do not understand.

Once they are in that position,
They shall know,
They shall feel,
The extreme pain.

They should visualise before they say,
They should think,
They should give a thought,
They should look at that person,
and then express.

They should plead for mercy,
No one shall forgive them.

The should cry endlessly,
They shall die in the thought of that pain,
They shall regret their words,
And they shall.

Why can’t I find my real face,
Did it get lost in all the masks I wear?
Or maybe it had a tear, and I decided long ago
that masks were better to wear.
Why was I even looking for my real face?
I know that the masks are prettier, sunnier, happier, more normal
But I’ve had more than a taste and that isn’t my real face.
The masks don’t have the same sweet taste of fitting in,
It is now bitter on my tongue.
So I hang up my masks and go back to finding my real face!

The hearth’s consumed, the weeping embers wane,
A phantom pulse where vital warmth is slain.
The skeletal boughs, in frozen torpor bound,
Cast stark, sepulchral shrouds upon the ground.

A solitary chime clocks midnight’s knell,
The hollow echo of a fractured shell.
The tinsel gleams like chains of silver grief,
A brilliant mask that offers no relief.

Beneath the evergreen, the shadows grow,
Like heavy steps upon the trackless snow.
The year’s last breath is drawn in bitter frost,
A quiet cenotaph for all we’ve lost.

The heavy velvet drapes shut out the stars,
While ancient memories bleed through hidden scars.
A pristine ribbon binds a hollow crate,
An offering to gods of time and fate.

The frosted pane reflects a phantom face,
Lost in the labyrinth of time and space.
The feast is set for ghosts who cannot dine,
Pouring libations of forgotten wine

An inferno of rage, an abyss of doom,
The burning ashes rise, death is in disguise.
Starless flames, a void of death,
The fiery edge and the flower within
Slight against the fallen cries in endless night.
Secrets unravel as darkness creeps,
Coldness clashes with the fire inside.
A frozen heart as rage abides,
Frost coats the stone-cold flames.
Pleas are ignored for none care,
Either glaring eyes or voices echo of finality.
Shadowed fire in the infinitive sky—
Ice showers the snowy grave.
Fire whippers give hate and crimson rage by
blood and by pain, nature cries and oracles tell.
No hope remains as the ashes whisper of truth and lies,
for Death and Fire bring demise.

Music,
The one that beats fire.
Though the envy is dire.
The tedious work that it holds,
It can bring joy
It can bring sorrow.

Listen to the words.
For they uphold meaning
But it is not always what you are seeing.
If you look closely you might see a being
Of envy, discrepancy, and anger.

Music,
Some good, some bad.
It can turn your life
Good becomes evil
Evil can become good.

Music.
What I love,
It’s not just a shrug.
It’s passion
One with flames taller than skyscrapers.
Joy stronger than lighting.

Music
What I uphold.
For this is what stands bold
The one that makes me feel euphoric
A drug that never quits
The one I’ll always miss
Music

My life sucks,
I want to jump
into running trucks,
I sound like a duck.

I hate my school,
Because I’m too cool,
My teachers are bad,
But they still care a tad.

If you say so
It must be right
I musn’t fight it
Or else it might get worse
You’re always right
Because
If you say,
The sky is green
I say
‘If you say so’
If you say
You’re doing it wrong
Then I must be
Sometimes I really do think I’m right
But if you say I’m not
Then
I must be horribly wrong
Because everything you say and do
Makes the world
Revolve around you
Because every word you speak and swear
The whole world bows down to kiss your feet
I wish I didn’t
But I always fall submissive
Like everyone else
You’re not intimidating
It’s just how I long
To be actually recognized by you for once
So every time you say words to me
I say
‘If you say so’
And bow just like the rest
I feel as if I’m just
One ant in a whole colony
Waiting
Patiently
To be recognized by the queen.

A chilly Christmas eve,
Fireplaces fighting the freeze.
Children crowd the Christmas square,
Their carols fill the frosty air.
A Norway Spruce stands sentinel,
Lights twinkling a magic spell.
Winter’s embrace, crisp and bright
Snowflakes dancing like diamonds in flight.
Shoppers shuffle with stuffed sacks
Tomorrow’s presents and sweet snacks.
Little ones’ laughter echoing in the fading light,
Eyes to the sky awaiting reindeer flight.
Watching Santa Tracker in anticipation
Charting his progress nation to nation.
Waiting for Saint Nick to skim the sky,
Bells jingling, the red sleigh will fly.
His warm, jolly smile, full of Christmas cheer
He tiptoes ‘cross rooftops, magic far and near.
Fuelled by kind cookies and drinks,
Down chimney portals he shrinks and sinks.
Children sleep, dreaming of delight,
As presents pile up this Christmas night.
On every chimney, his prints remain,
Elves delight, it’s Christmas again!

As the sun sets low and the sky grows dim
A rainbow forms where you once had been.
Soft as your paws, light as your purr,
A bridge of colours carries you over.
You left your prints upon my heart,
Tiny marks that will never depart.
In every quiet, I hear you still,
A gentle presence, a love I feel.
No more pain, no more goodbye,
Just endless fields beneath a painted sky.
And though I ache with every tear,
I know, my love, you’re always near.
So run free now, where the light shines through,
Chasing sunbeams the way you used to do.
Until the day we meet once more,
I’ll find you waiting on that rainbow shore.