Young Writers Society

I've been staring at all my poetry up until this point, analyzing it, looking for something I could do well. It became obvious that most of my poetry has had something to do with something going on in my life. All of it free verse, but still poetry. So I decided to write my NaPo on life in general. I think Poetry written over life events or minuscule things turn everything into beauty.

Hopefully you all enjoy it as much as I love writing it

April 1, 2017



Just keep pushing, push through the pain and the doubt. Push past everything telling you no.
Keep pushing even if there's no fight left in you.
Don't be discouraged
Don't show the weakness hiding
just behind your eyes.

Close your eyes
Explore the world within your body
Make new dreams
Keep fighting
Keep pushing
Even when your heart isnt in it
Even when it all looks bleak


Don't let them see the tears in your eyes
Blink them away
Don't show that you're weak
They'll destroy everything precious inside you
Take the light of that candle inside and douse it in water

Don't let them see inside
Prove that you're stronger than they think
Even if your heart isn't in it

April 2, 2017




Remember when
You were younger
I was smaller
Sitting on your shoulders
laughing and giggling?

Remember when you left?
The tears that were involved
My little sister too young to understand
Me barely old enough to know you weren't coming back

Remember when
I was a little older
Knowing that the woman
who claimed to love you
was destroying the last shred of hope I had
That we'd ever be a family again

Remember when,
I was in high school
The days I cried when my dreams involved you
were long gone
I was focused on one thing
Making you so proud of me that you'd come back
Me finally giving up and letting myself drown

I remember you coming back
Telling me that you never wanted to leave again
that you loved me and always had
I remember living with you again
my tears being dried
my worried drifting away

I remember everything being alright for once
The hope returned

I remember you getting sick again
not knowing what to do.
I remember having to sleep next to you in bed
to make sure you got all the medicine you needed.
Three days before I got you to call for help
then in a snap
I was back to being with mom

I remember the last time I saw you
The tubes in your body
your ragged breath
"he was waiting for you"
our family told me between tears

I couldn't bring myself to cry
There are always miracles happening
I believed we'd get lucky
even though I knew better

I remember your last breath
your eyes looked at me for the last time
I held back a sob
I felt a faint squeeze

Then you were gone
I screamed
I screamed till I had no voice
I cried till I couldn't breathe
I felt helpless
You were gone
and I felt helpless

April 3, 2017




Let your hair loose, flowing freely in the wind
the sun warming each strand,
coloring them lighter.
dark brown to a honey brown,
red highlights becoming more vibrant
your hair more red.

The colors surrounding you,
different hues of pinks and reds and beige.
The sounds, from a melodic voice coming from your earbuds, connected to your phone
Pay attention
You can hear the sparrows and pigeons
conversing in the little nooks in the rafters of the ramada.
Look at the color of the grass
It's green but a touch more yellow here and a little more green there.
Each blade unique.

Don't let someone disturb the sounds and sights you're looking at
The freckles on your arms and face make you you're own type of beautiful
no one is perfect
everyone is like a flower
different even if that's not evident at the first glance
But unique nonetheless.