Old Poetry

I recently found some old poetry I wrote back in high school (2010-2012). The last 2 years of high school was kind of tough for me, mentally, and I wrote poems to help me express my emotions. They are kind of short but, they’re not that bad. I went back and did some editing though in terms of spelling and grammar.


stack of love wooden blocks
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What is Love?

I have never been in love

I think

I think I have been around it

I’m not so sure

But, how can you know what you’ve never experienced

I know familial love

I know friendly love

But, love-love


that, I do not know

and I will not pretend


beach beautiful blue sky blue water
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The sun sets upon the lake quietly taking all by surprise; no one ever saw it coming. Time went by so fast, all is quiet as the night falls, even the busy beach has become calm only the sound of water beating against the sand can be heard.

Blue Day

adult autumn beauty blue
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The sky cries and tears fall down and fill up the lake, and as I sit in my school chair by the window watching the water cascade down the glass, I agree that it is a sad day.

Autumn Breeze

nature red forest leaves
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The leaves turn orange

and I can feel the cool autumn breeze caressing me

It whispers a secret:

Something new is coming

As it carries the old leaves

It makes way for the new

blowing across the fields

as if playing a game

out with the old

and in with the new

the autumn breeze


adventure beautiful boardwalk bridge
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I am green with envy

I envy the fields and the plains

filled with soft grass and flowers

that give the image of peace

If only I could embody that calm

A Trip to a Place

arizona asphalt beautiful blue sky
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There is a place

it’s not that far

it’s not that close

close my eyes

take a deep breath




I’m lost because I want to be

open my eyes

I took a trip

I was gone

but now I’m back

I took a trip to a place you’ll never know

but all that matter is I’m back and fully restored


rear view of a boy sitting on grassland
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It’s draining me

I can feel it

all at once

then slowly


I need…


it’s draining me

can someone ever help me

save me from me

it’s draining me

all at once

and then slowly


it’s draining me


I can feel it slip through my fingers

There is no control

It can’t stop

The hours, the days

They just come and go

With rest

I am disintegrating

Someone save me and put me back on track again

I do not want to chase life

I want it to chase me

Heart of Gold

In a wall

deep beyond the barriers

there lies

a heart of gold

prove it

prove your worthiness

and I’ll let you see my heart

for it is very vulnerable and requires protection from the greedy

(c) 2018 Shika Tamaklo

Thanks for taking the time to read my angsty teenage poetry.  Like this post and follow me if you would like more creative writing.  I promise that they are not all as angsty and cringe-worthy.

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Shika Tamaklo is a pharmacist who graduated from Mercer University (2020). She is a college lifestyle blogger who writes on fitness, health, life struggles, creative side hustles and, occasionally dabbles in creative writing.

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