Poems

Malls are magical places
Corridors upon corridors that we stumble upon
Are like the Labyrinth
Too many shops for clothing
Which can rival the clothing of Aphrodite, goddess of beauty
The virtual video games that take you to another dimension
The theatre shrouded with curtains and moving pictures
All like the work of Hephaestus, god of crafts
Stalls and restaurants of food
(Try chicken popcorn at K.F.C, it’s good)
All having different smells wafted under your nose
Designed to magically mesmerize you
And trap you there forever
Or until you run out of cash
Waitresses in shops that sell toys
Have the silver tongue of Medea
And although adults are immune
Children aren’t so lucky
For toys have a spell that attracts them
Which, in turn gravitates dollars towards them
Ingenious really, for adults can resist the charm of toys
But not the charm of children

Mall is an evil, evil place
Disguised with its luxuries and charm
Created to vacuum your money
And unfortunately, now I am a victim too
For I think that it’s the best place in the world

I have a wild heart
Which is straining to be free
It wants to leap up in the sky
Singing merrily
It’s always ecstatic
Joyously jumping at every news
I have a young heart

I see a dragon above my head,
It’s wings big and bold,
Spines run down like shards of glass,
Run down his rough, hard back,
The beat of his wings send me,
Send me flying back,
Flying back that is into a tall tree,
I hear his earpeircing roar echo through the woods,
The heat of each flaming breath
Burns trees to a crisp,
Then to the floor they fall.
I stand there rather shocked,
I’m standing stiff and straight,
The day I saw the dragon,
The dragon.

I went to Sadie
and she made
my hair into a braidy
and I got good
but I’m not in the mood
so I went to Mars
to get chocolate bars
so good, okay dood?

If I asked you how many lives you wanted
Would you say one?
If I asked you how many toys you wanted
Would you say one?
If I asked you how many dollars you wanted
Would you say one?

No, why one?
One is the worst number, second to only zero

If I asked you which place you wanted in the world
Would you say number one?

We view the world, each with different eyes
For we all wear different lenses of morals
Our eyes see the world in different ways
The light is darkness for some
And others see better in the dark than they do in the light
We chase away what we don’t understand
For it harasses us; gnaws on our conscience with guilt
But if we tried to understand, to sympathize, to see what their eyes see
Perhaps then could the world finally know peace
Because, then, we would truly see
With the enemy’s eyes
And we would be looking at the world
In a different light

But perhaps, this would dismay us
To see the world in different ways
To have all that we learnt, crushed
The false assurances that we were right, crumbling away
To see ourselves as villains, instead of heroes

It would be like looking into a one-way glass
With limited information
Most of it petty lies
Imagining the things happening on the other side
And then realizing
What really happens

Once there was a farmer,
He liked eating nuggets,
He didn’t like cheese,
But strangely he ate buckets.

Old farmer nuggets,
He always sat on benches,
He didn’t sit on chairs,
But he also sat in trenches.

Mrs Fen, from number ten,
Invited over 500 men,
One of which was Mr Ben,
And also some mad men.

Sadly for Mrs Fen,
Breaking plates was Mr Ben,
So she called Kicking Ken,
And he kicked away Mr Ben and the Mad men…

But he accidentally kicked away Mrs Fen

A= Ace
K= Kind
I= Ingenious
F= Fair
A= Amazing
H= Honest

I hope I don’t sound conceited
but this is me!

When I move school,

I’ll be all alone,
With no friends to talk to.
Change can make you feel sad,
like there are butterflies,
flying around in your stomach
You can feel like you want to cry,
It can make you feel embarrassed.

But maybe…

When I move school,

I’ll be really popular,
With loads of friends to talk to.
Change can make you feel happy,
like you’re loved,
and everyone cares.
It can make you want to shout with glee!
It can make you feel special!
That’s what change is.