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Dark As A Summer’s Night



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#54

Sunset

The sky paled across the limitless landscape
The Sun lay flat on the horizon
Like an ostrich egg spurting out yolk
A gleaming yellow
Dazzling every with its shimmering gold glow
Their cattle crunching on the dry grass
Slowly herding them
Heading away from the harsh hue of red
That stained the sky like blood
Scared of that very superstition
The false fall of darkness
A midnight blue hiding the long list line of the horizon
Where the dead crosses
Beneath the pure black of night
Waiting for the stars and the moon hidden behind the clouds

  





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Wed Apr 06, 2022 4:40 am
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#55

Tragic Accidents


Things always happen when least expected, don't
Run away from the truth, don't
Agonise over every little detail, don't
Go and keep it
Inside, let it out, I'm here when you want to
Cry

Accidents are heartbreaking
Cying is okay
Carrying on is the right way
Incidents do not
Determine us
Everyone has a life to live
Nobody has a reason to give up, always
Try, the world is yours for the living, you will
Survive as long as you understand, you deserve to be alive
  





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Wed Apr 06, 2022 4:51 am
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#56

It Makes Me Feel Like This

I'm classified as mentally disabled but I disagree
It shouldn't be
Like that
It shouldn't be written down as fact
Don't prosecute for my imperfection
For my brain overworking in a section
I can't do what others do but I'm no mental case
I don't deserve to be locked away just because I can't tie a lace
Because every word I write comes out wrong
Because every time I talk it's always too long

I was born a person
Now I'm entering emersion
Reverting to normality
Trying to see from their reality
But it never makes sense
It just makes dents
In my armour, makes me feel stupid
Maybe the world would be better if it was rid
Of me and all my imperfections
If it was rid of me and all my sections


  





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Thu Apr 07, 2022 3:38 am
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#57

Sometimes, It Just Sucks

Every word I say is an enemy
Every word I say is wrong
Everything I think is weird
The hatred boiling inside of me
The fear that I can't talk
The fear that I can only hurt
Always kills me inside
Like a caterpillar dying in the cocoon
Reborn
Repetition
Dying in the cocoon
Always developed till the whistle blows

Every word I say
I say with hatred for myself
Every mention of my name
I think about it coming out of my mouth
Every mirror I see
Collided with me
Every word they say
Always seems directed at me

Reborn
Repetition
Like a caterpillar dying in the cocoon
The poison of my silky body
Squirting in hatred
Of the fear of myself

Every word I say
I say with hatred for myself

  





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Thu Apr 07, 2022 3:42 am
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#58

It Hurts To Hear


The voice in my head
...
...
...

It screams it out loud
Compares me to
...
...

The hatred in its voice
Attacking me with vigour
No one else should hear
That I can't write here

It keeps on getting louder
Until my heart is bursting
...
...

The voice in my head
...
...
...
  





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#59

Cardio Pulmonary Respiration

I inhale
Can't exhale
Slowly choking
Coughing
Distressed as I struggle
Fading in and out of consciousness
As I try to speak
Lungs begging
Hungry for air
But they stand on the side
Staring at me forlorn
And tell me to keep on coughing

But when I finally fall
Too weak to stand
They force me up again
Hook their hands across my stomach
And I feel them thrust
Hard enough to make me gag
That horrible rise and fall
Like getting punched in the gut
Until the darkness swallows me

Last edited by NewHope on Thu Apr 07, 2022 4:06 am, edited 1 time in total.
  





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#60

It All Began

In the beginning
Did God create the heavens and the heart
Formless and empty, darkness over the deep
And God floated above the waters
So he announced there would be light
To separate the day from night
Light was good so he separated it from darkness
An created an expanse to diverge the waters
Of beneath and above
Gathering that beneath one place
So there may be dry ground
Creating fruit, tree and plant
To sprout there
Cutting out stars like diamonds in the sky
To fill the space between the greater and lesser lights
And he invited living creatures to his waters
And birds flying in his skies
He led these creatures to green pastures
And let them on His land
Finally constructing from their image
Man
And women from his ribcage

  





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Thu Apr 07, 2022 4:28 am
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#61

Just A Smile


When I smile
The Sun seems to shine
In bright lines and rays

Just a little wink
To let them think
Have a nice day.

Just one spoken word
H e l l o
And a smile twists their face

Just a little conversation
Tone excited to be alive
And you know you've made their day

Because that's what joy is
A smile
A word
One please
One thank you
One happy day to the next
Just a cycle of love and happiness

So today I would like to say
"Hello. How are you?"
"I hope you're well."
"Have a nice day!"
"Thank you."
  





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#62

Live To Be Alive

My brother giggles
Bubbly and alive
A little high-pitched
Still a child's voice

Just my younger brother
Just my family
But I seem to know
When I hear that laugh
That floating giggle

That he's alive
Excited to live another day
Welcoming every hour he shall encounter
Greeting every minute with a smile deep inside his eye
Just happy to be alive

Not afraid of all the hollow things in life
Too scared of the reality of our world
Always aiming for the stars with each word he speaks
Always living life to the fullest
And I seem to know

Every harsh word I say to him
Hits me harder
Every insult he flings at me
Feels like a rock to the head
And I know

I love him with all my life
Like only a sister can
That I care for him with all my might
Like only family can

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Hey, Adri! I've been lurking on your forum, so now I'm finally commenting on your poem Live to Be Alive. This poem spoke to me because I have a younger sister that means everything to me. She's only nine, and she lives with a childhood innocence I haven't had for a long time. I can look at her and know that she's unaware of a lot of the pain of life, that she still wakes up and wants to live. And in some ways, that hurts because she'll lose it as she becomes an adult one day. And I love her, truly and deeply, in a way only true siblings can. Anyways, thank you for that poem. Out of all of the poems I've read of yours, this one feels the most like you. I hear your voice as the narrator, not some disembodied character. Truly beautiful.
She/They/Fae

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Thank you so much for your wonderful comment, Lorde!

My brother is a tiny bit older than your sister, energetic, loud and never stops talking. Annoying when it comes to it. But even if he disagrees, does it mean I don’t love him? No. I love him with all my heart. I hate myself so much when I’m mean to him because I just can’t bear to see him sad. I despair to know that so soon my innocent little brother will become a teenage boy, who plays games all day and never wants to speak to me.

I have definitely been working quantity and not quality… about 10 a day… and have decided that on the 15th I will have a huge day of jamming out writing and then try and write a nice poem every day.

Thank you so much… I’m still contemplating what I want to admit to April Madness so I’d be happy to hear anything about what I continue to post.

Have a wonderful day
Adri

  





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Sun Apr 10, 2022 9:23 am
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#63

Look Back At Me

Don't turn away from me
Please come back to me
I'm still crying out loud

And baby I promise I'm not proud
Of every mistake I've made
Baby, I apologize for every bad thing I've said
But you know the world's not black and white
And eventually we were going to fight

It's not so bad
You don't need to be so sad
Because a new day
Is on its sunny way
Just forgive my soul
For every earthen hole
It got stuck in every hour of every day

  





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Sun Apr 10, 2022 9:33 am
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#64

Extraordinary

Standing side by side
Under the bright moonlight
Someday
We'll see
Who we're meant to be

Someday
Someday
Someday we'll have to see (Have to see)
Who we want to be (Want to be)

Walking hand in hand
Under the bright sunlight
Someday
You'll see
Who we're meant to be

And I know you're right
Someday
Someday
Someday we're going to be

Under the bright moonlight (Under the bright sunlight)
We're going to be
We're going to be extraordinary
Someday we'll see
Who we're meant to be

  





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Sun Apr 10, 2022 9:41 am
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#65

Say It Again

Concisely
When every word I say
I can't pronounce precisely
It always seems to hurt me

Because perfection
Is the only reflection
I want to take
Home

It always chips at me
When they say I'm wrong
And every single way I phrase it
I always seem to hate it

Like a pig lost in the storm
Squealing at every wrong turn
I slap myself hard enough
Till I'm red in the face

Concisely
I always wonder why I can't like me
And I always think precisely
Of everything I say

  





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#66

Can I Do It All Again?


Can I scream to the heavens
And be heard?

Can I laugh
Because I've seen another sunrise?


Can I?
Love
If it hurts no one.
Breathe
If it doesn't break my lungs.
Sing
If my voice is gentle.


Can I ask for an answer
And hear his questions?

Can I smile
Because I'll never see its beauty again?
  








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