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.
Love?
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
that, I do not know
and I will not pretend
Blue
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
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
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
Green
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
There is a place
it’s not that far
it’s not that close
close my eyes
take a deep breath
peace
calm
serenity
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
Drained
It’s draining me
I can feel it
all at once
then slowly
rest
I need…
rest
it’s draining me
can someone ever help me
save me from me
it’s draining me
all at once
and then slowly
rest
it’s draining me
Slipping
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
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