Listen to me my dear mate:
“Don’t go to bed very late!
Night is time for a rest
‘Cause tomorrow you have a test.”
Teenage
A Football Player
A football player called Paul
Spent hours playing with his ball.
He’s won a prize with his team
And it wasn’t a dream
That clever footballer called Paul
The Ocean
It’s funny how – when
you took me to the ocean,
on a sunny day
promising me that
you’d be there.
But when the sun stopped
glowing
and the horizon was dark
and the tides were coming closer
and closer;
you pretended
that we were strangers,
that we never knew each other,
and you left me, alone –
on the muddy ground,
close to the heavy tides,
that were coming to me
like I was their prey.
Though, you always knew
water made me feel jittery,
the tides made my bones tremble.
It was almost midnight,
uncountable stars shining
brightly
in the night sky;
I almost saved myself from getting
crumpled
from the big tide.
The night birds
sang lullabies for
the palm trees and the sand.
The lullaby so sweet,
an eye open gazing at the stars
closed
and a broken heart went to sleep.
You gave me such beautiful memories
and some
dreadful ones.
You lied, cheated and damaged my
soul.
But gave me a lifelong lesson,
of emotions and feelings.
The sun rose,
and another day begun;
a new beginning with fresh dew
on the leaves.
As I stretch my arms
and rub my eyes,
I see a couple of unfamiliar people
walking towards me;
I crawl down the wet sand,
in order to get away from them,
but they follow me throughout –
until I get to the end of
the bay.
They give me a hand
politely
I accept it and afterwards
realise they’re the
replacement
sent by God.
A few years later –
when I groove with them,
and roam through the streets of
Paris,
and swim in the lagoons of
Maldives,
I suddenly think of you,
and realise how terrible and fake
a person can be;
but something pinches me
from inside
and I message you.
It’s been two hours since you’ve read
that message and ignored it;
and put me at fault,
when I was the one who was tortured,
who was humiliated,
who was made to laugh at my own
insults.
But then my pride kicks in,
and I carry on
without even thinking about you.
Because these people
encourage,
but you discouraged;
These people
are the reason why I’m not scared
of the dark blue ocean today,
but you were the reason why I
hesitated to even go near it.
Now I can’t decide
whether
you were my life or
a life lesson.
The Old Times
Sitting idle,
sipping some coffee
& enjoying the beautiful scenery,
I suddenly thought of
you and the old days;
do you remember the days when we
walked together, hand in hand
promising each other that
this bond will never break,
promising each other that
we both will always be there for
each other;
do you remember the days when others
wished that they could have
a bond somewhat
like ours?
but now, everything’s changed;
we act like strangers,
walking past each other
locking sight
but with a locked mouth,
our inner soul
tells us not to even exchange a
‘hello!’
though, deep inside us
we wish to speak to each other,
gossip,
share the latest news,
like we did a few years ago.
I wish,
that the old times could come back:
I wish I could cry on your shoulder,
I wish I could exchange secrets,
I wish we could gossip about people,
I wish this bridge is built all over
again.
i wish.
Life (sad teen poem)
Why is there life?
I tried to end life
I tried it with a knife
People tell me I am stupid for it
There is no one who loves me
I don’t wanna be, I want to drown in the sea
So I can die soon, I will be with the moon
My life is getting bad, I know you would feel sad
Life is not fun, I always burn in the sun
But if I die how about my son Troy?
I won’t die now, I don’t know how?
I will live again, thanks again
Depression
My day
is ash gray
the night is too long
the words are wrong
there is nothing good to say
As I lay down to rest
no dreams come
it’s for the best
Daylight comes, boredom too
why must I bother to get up so soon
Could this be a better day?
Anti-bullying
Never talk to them never go near them just ignore them.
They bully you because they are jealous of you.
They want to make you sad ,very sad.
It can happen online or in person, mostly in person.
In 2016 over 500 children and teenagers
got bullied in person.
It has happened to me over 5 times in 2017
but as I’m writing it is June in 2017.
I have a story to tell you
There is this girl called Izzy
and she keeps shouting at me
most of the time at school
and i get so upset and sad.
I hope you enjoyed my story .
A Message to Parents
If you respect me
I will hear you
If you listen to me
I feel understood
If you understand me
I feel appreciated
If you appreciate me
I know I have your support
If you support me
to try new things
I feel responsible
When I am responsible
I will grow to be independent
In my independence
I will respect you and care for you
all my life
Thank you,
Your teenager
