Teenage

Life
is
not
a
fairytale

I stood there
Alone,
The street light shone on me
Though the streets occupied me with darkness…
There were no souls to be seen
I grasped my feet firmly onto the ground
I grabbed my jacket
Put it ‘round my body
And ascended ahead…
The dark somehow seemed to drag me in its shallow pit
Thoughts covered my mind
I had started feeling absorbed
As I headed on the never-ending street
All at once when I saw that street light twinkle again
I developed a new ray of hope
As I turned around
To admire the soul-less street
It seemed bare,
And I blacked out…
The next morning I woke up
I saw myself unconscious
Remembering nothing from the night before
Where my mind seemed empty…
I never knew what happened that night
All that I ever asked myself,
“Had my life ever been so light?”

If the world should die then I will die
but if the world should live then I will eventually die
so while the world lives and I’m alive and young
I shall live my life because if I do not live it then
I do not have thy life and without life I do not breathe my breath,
smell sweet smells,, hear loud sounds nor see blue skies,
so I will take a jump while I still can and live my life.

Hi I’m Sabre
I love skating
You may know me
I’m not faking

I like gaming
Roblox, Minecraft and Fortnite
Half an hour every day
I’m not allowed to stay up late at night

My sister loves cooking
The other likes bunny
My brother has a crush
Australia is sunny

Lightning, tornado, volcano
Run!
Nature shouts
Bang, bang, bang
Light will not sit around
Roars of clouds
terror of the night
and home of Zeus
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh
typhoon spins around
forces combined
the wind of death
home of disdain
Doom, doom, doom
lave flow through
Sierra explodes
Habitat of the Phoenix.

I’m a child but I’m still older
who am I?i
I get down on my knees every night
who am I?
I read the same book over and over again
who am I?
I have eternal life
who am I?
when i die I will be alive again
who am I?
well I’ll tell you who I am
I am… a child of GOD

I am stuck in a house in quarantine,
And thinking… I’m bored, what can I do?
I sit and think… and
I realise, that there are tons and tons of things to do inside!
If I just be imaginative, creative and inventive,
I can do some art, write a few poems,
I’d write a story,
Make up a comic strip,
I could teach my sisters how to do all this,
I could learn a song,
I could read a book,
I could learn a dance to my favourite music,
I could learn a magic trick,
Or teach my dog one,
I could learn a language, Italian?
I could write to my friends, family as well,
I could bake delicious food,
I could make up tales to tell,
This list is endless,
What would you do?
Bored at home thinking too?

The birds sing their HAPPY song,
Flowers RISE toward the sun,
Bees buzz and pollinate flowers,
Children SMILE and play for hours,
Streets are CARED for – NO LITTER to be seen,
Parks and pavements are all squeaky – CLEAN,
People walk and cycle more often,
They don’t use the car/bus/train transportation,
The sky is BLUE and the air is CLEAR,
The sun SMILES and the clouds CHEER,
The sea hums and the fish HAPPILY SWIM,
The trees sway and the animals SING.
“Peace at last, the humans have come to their senses,
they’ve stopped littering, they’ve stopped being menaces,
they’ve stopped all this pollution,
they’ve helped land and sea,
now all animals can roam happily and free!”

(not necessarily going to happen, but it could.:) 

Forgotten love
is a type of love
that nobody remembers,
it comes and goes,
hides and shows,
it’s playful and quiet
but most importantly
nobody knows
that it’s inside them
People like me and you
have forgotten love
to people, animals and all life,
but forgotten love
is something
that will never be permanent,
it’s only temporary in your body

If I had known
if I could have foreseen
oh, how I could save my back
from this impetuous hauling,
heaving.
kept my mind from this harbouring
of serpents.
They are not mine.
they are his.
They are his and he has condemned me to live with them.
Damnation
My serpents and I.
Oh, how we must smile, laugh and get by.
Despite this venomous secretion
and oh, how its toxicity scorches my skin
like a transparent layer of acid,
a searing sort of nothingness.
But alas,
we smile, we laugh,
we get by.