Well hello lovely people.
Before you get too excited to stay in your seat, I'm gonna let you down a bit and appologise for not having another poem for you to read at the moment. I do have an idea for one (without inspiration from Charlotte, but actually something of meaning to me without being prompted) and I'll let you know when I've written it.
This is a bit of a pointless update since Shannon asked me to blog. By the way you guys should totally check her blog out at http://www.slabundyy.blogspot.com/ . It's pretty awesome, and for those of you who like song writers, you'll like her stuff, she's pretty good. Don't be afraid to tell her what you think either, she wants the feedback. =]
Now for the life update. The boring bit. Stop reading now if you're not prepared to read til the end of this rubbish. I'm less than a month away from my first actual GCSE exam. I should be scared, but I don't think it's dawned on me just how big these exams are yet. I'm fully aware they practically determine my future and everything, but even writing this out now my heart hasn't suddenly risen to my throat and tried to escape my body yet. I'm still waiting on the day I spit it out, but so far, no signs of worry.
I think I'm gonna' do okay though. I've got a good feeling about some of them. The main worries are maths, German and science. Although honestly, even though I know I'm a good writer and everything, I'm worried about English too in case I disappoint myself and get like a B or something. I know you're all probably thinking, what's wrong with a B!? But to me, in English, a B is a fail. I mean, for some people it's a pass, it depends on preferance, but since I've been a constant A all the way through this year, I'd like to carry that on, you know? I'd LOVE to get an A*, and I'm trying so hard for it, but I'm worried about it anyway.
Anyway, I'm gonna' end this here. It gets boring reading about a life you hear about a lot, and really isn't very exciting anyway. For those of you with exams coming up, I wish you the best of luck and all the success you can get! I'm sure you'll all do great.
Take care, and keep smiling on. =]
Wednesday, 27 April 2011
Tuesday, 26 April 2011
Yet another poem, you lucky people!
I'm spoiling you!
So yes, I have another creation, inspired by Charlotte. She gave me another phrase, and hallelujah, this came about. :) I get people say to me that they have no idea what my poetry means, and it makes me wonder if they're afraid to ask me. Honestly, if you read something you don't understand, you're more then welcome to tell me, and I'll happily explain. Warning though, some of them have depressing meanings, but it's my views on certain subjects, and I find poetry a form of expression. Occasionally I write about things that may bring hopes and spirits up, but I'm not good with inspiration or up-lifting words of happiness. I'm better with the darker subjects, since I'm actually quite a dark person. I'd rather search ghost stories and wear dark clothes, and sit in a dark room and generally scare people away, than smile all day, wear nice bright clothes and welcome every person I see into my life with open arms. So I appologise if that makes me obnoxious and makes you not like my poetry, but honestly, my views are simply opinions, and I thought I should throw this out there in case you wonder what anything means. Like I said, ask away. :)
So anyway, here's the poem I wrote. It's called 'Second Chances?'. I hope you like it. :)
Orbiting the great ball of fire that feeds us essentials,
Home to ants of the universe’s potential,
A glittering ball of sapphire sea,
Habitat to glimpses of life like me.
Each tiny mind that dwells within,
Causes each other a constant din,
Such a buzz of carefree chatter,
Morals and thoughts caught up in the scatter.
And no-one thinks twice,
Or cares to be nice,
They sprinkle their spice,
With the aim to entice,
Their words like ice.
There’s no second chances after we’re gone,
When dusk comes along we’ll see no dawn,
For when we cease to exist and all traces vanish,
We’ll climb heavens stairs to be thrown out and banished.
As always, comments are welcome and I'm happy for you critics of expression to vent your views below. =] Have a lovely day everyone. <3
So yes, I have another creation, inspired by Charlotte. She gave me another phrase, and hallelujah, this came about. :) I get people say to me that they have no idea what my poetry means, and it makes me wonder if they're afraid to ask me. Honestly, if you read something you don't understand, you're more then welcome to tell me, and I'll happily explain. Warning though, some of them have depressing meanings, but it's my views on certain subjects, and I find poetry a form of expression. Occasionally I write about things that may bring hopes and spirits up, but I'm not good with inspiration or up-lifting words of happiness. I'm better with the darker subjects, since I'm actually quite a dark person. I'd rather search ghost stories and wear dark clothes, and sit in a dark room and generally scare people away, than smile all day, wear nice bright clothes and welcome every person I see into my life with open arms. So I appologise if that makes me obnoxious and makes you not like my poetry, but honestly, my views are simply opinions, and I thought I should throw this out there in case you wonder what anything means. Like I said, ask away. :)
So anyway, here's the poem I wrote. It's called 'Second Chances?'. I hope you like it. :)
Orbiting the great ball of fire that feeds us essentials,
Home to ants of the universe’s potential,
A glittering ball of sapphire sea,
Habitat to glimpses of life like me.
Each tiny mind that dwells within,
Causes each other a constant din,
Such a buzz of carefree chatter,
Morals and thoughts caught up in the scatter.
And no-one thinks twice,
Or cares to be nice,
They sprinkle their spice,
With the aim to entice,
Their words like ice.
There’s no second chances after we’re gone,
When dusk comes along we’ll see no dawn,
For when we cease to exist and all traces vanish,
We’ll climb heavens stairs to be thrown out and banished.
As always, comments are welcome and I'm happy for you critics of expression to vent your views below. =] Have a lovely day everyone. <3
Thursday, 21 April 2011
Charlotte's inspiration: part...I lost count...
Hai.
I haz another poem. I wrote it like, two minutes ago. I asked Charlotte for another phrase, and then this came about. If I'm honest, I kinda' love it. I won't waffle on, so here's the poem.
Wall, wall. No way out.
Darkened corridors, an echoed shout.
Door at one end, gate at other,
Padlocked, bolted. That stupid blunder.
Lost in smoke, the tick of time,
Fades away the grand clocks chime.
Danger. One red door.
Floating upon the liquid floor.
Exit blocked. There’s no escape.
Windows block the green landscape.
Devil‘s barrier, trap me not.
For the sea is rising up through hopeful’s slot.
It's called 'Trapped between the Devil and the deep blue sea'. Hope you's like it. :)
I haz another poem. I wrote it like, two minutes ago. I asked Charlotte for another phrase, and then this came about. If I'm honest, I kinda' love it. I won't waffle on, so here's the poem.
Wall, wall. No way out.
Darkened corridors, an echoed shout.
Door at one end, gate at other,
Padlocked, bolted. That stupid blunder.
Lost in smoke, the tick of time,
Fades away the grand clocks chime.
Danger. One red door.
Floating upon the liquid floor.
Exit blocked. There’s no escape.
Windows block the green landscape.
Devil‘s barrier, trap me not.
For the sea is rising up through hopeful’s slot.
It's called 'Trapped between the Devil and the deep blue sea'. Hope you's like it. :)
Monday, 11 April 2011
More from the book of Charlottes random but inspiring phrases.
Well, again Charlotte has given me a phrase from which to write a poem. This time it was 'Tricks of the mind', which I ended up naming this poem, surprise surprise. :) So yeah, I wrote a poem about 5 minutes ago, so I thought I'd blog it.
I have another one to post here, but I havn't gotten around to typing it, still. I'm lazy, I know XD Anyway, here's the one I just wrote.
They shout. Up in your head they’re screaming,
Praying for the day you snap.
Hammering on mentality, they‘re in there scheming,
You’re falling into their trap.
Harsh words they’ve lied to you have taken their toll,
They hit you, break you, hurt you.
To everyone else they’re nothing at all,
But they’ve blocked your only route.
Now everyone knows that you’re not okay,
And they laugh as you walk by,
The world is your prison, and you are its slave,
Tricks of the mind are now Nye.
Let me know what you think and all. :) Luffs you.
I have another one to post here, but I havn't gotten around to typing it, still. I'm lazy, I know XD Anyway, here's the one I just wrote.
They shout. Up in your head they’re screaming,
Praying for the day you snap.
Hammering on mentality, they‘re in there scheming,
You’re falling into their trap.
Harsh words they’ve lied to you have taken their toll,
They hit you, break you, hurt you.
To everyone else they’re nothing at all,
But they’ve blocked your only route.
Now everyone knows that you’re not okay,
And they laugh as you walk by,
The world is your prison, and you are its slave,
Tricks of the mind are now Nye.
Let me know what you think and all. :) Luffs you.
Tuesday, 5 April 2011
My picture!
Okay, so yesterday I was doodling, and I managed to fill an entire A5 peice of drawing paper in one doodle. I actually really like how it turned out too. It's not of anything, it's literally a doodle. A bunch of lines and shapes that ended up taking about 2 hours to complete, and it ended up looking very good. I'm gonna share it here, because I can. :)
Not too sure how good a copy that is, but yeah. :)
Anyway, I'll be blogging a poem tomorrow, I have one ready but I was lazy and didn't type it up. I wrote it in R.E, yet again another lesson I probably should have been revising in since my exams are so close. My first one, which is English so it's not too bad as I know I'll pass that easily, is on 16th May. It's getting so close now, and they're my final GCSEs. Eeek much?
I'll keep you posted on them as they go on and say how well I believe I do. I'm actually dreading maths, though. Keep your fingers crossed for me!
Take care, lovelies. <3

Monday, 4 April 2011
Woah!? Two in one day!?
Miracles do happen ladies and gents! I'm getting help with the inspirational side of things still, Charlotte's so cool in case you didn't already know. So yeah, I has another poem for all of yous. I prefer this one to yesterday's aswell, so things are looking up eh?
Hang on, I have to find it in my documents...
K got it.
It's called 'The one I used to be'. I won't babble on at you as much as I did yesterday, as that was simply an update about...not having any updates...huh. Ironically..
Anyways, here's the poem, and I hope you all like it and what not. Cheers for reading and being overall cool people. No seriously, you're cool!
Somewhere in the shadows lies who I used to be,
A strong and capable being, bold and so care-free,
Hidden in the whirlpool of humiliating taunts,
And burred deep in anguish of the memories that haunt.
Whoever would have thought that the disease could be so vile?
Restricting all I do like a feeble minded child,
Feeding me the hatred of our shallow world,
Until my arms legs and torso become eternally curled.
Watching pebbles of last life’s’ good nature,
Scorched by what they did into weak old balls of failure,
Glaringly scanning the earth for what there is not,
Between the fingers of the damaged hand that the disaffected’s got.
Okay, so this is the second place I've posted this, and the second time I've had to put the stanzas back in. Everytime I copy and paste, it seems to paste it as one long piece, when I didn't write it like that at all. Silly technology these days, bigged up to be amazing and can't even copy and paste something correctly? Yowza. Pointless fact and rant for you all there, you didn't have to read it, but hey, you can't go back and get those 20 seconds back now can ya? And yet I'm continuing to waste your valuble life by writing brain dead words that have no meaning to you what so ever.
Fun while it lasted, I'm off now. Enjoy people, send, comment, whatever else I've said before! Loves you!
Hang on, I have to find it in my documents...
K got it.
It's called 'The one I used to be'. I won't babble on at you as much as I did yesterday, as that was simply an update about...not having any updates...huh. Ironically..
Anyways, here's the poem, and I hope you all like it and what not. Cheers for reading and being overall cool people. No seriously, you're cool!
Somewhere in the shadows lies who I used to be,
A strong and capable being, bold and so care-free,
Hidden in the whirlpool of humiliating taunts,
And burred deep in anguish of the memories that haunt.
Whoever would have thought that the disease could be so vile?
Restricting all I do like a feeble minded child,
Feeding me the hatred of our shallow world,
Until my arms legs and torso become eternally curled.
Watching pebbles of last life’s’ good nature,
Scorched by what they did into weak old balls of failure,
Glaringly scanning the earth for what there is not,
Between the fingers of the damaged hand that the disaffected’s got.
Okay, so this is the second place I've posted this, and the second time I've had to put the stanzas back in. Everytime I copy and paste, it seems to paste it as one long piece, when I didn't write it like that at all. Silly technology these days, bigged up to be amazing and can't even copy and paste something correctly? Yowza. Pointless fact and rant for you all there, you didn't have to read it, but hey, you can't go back and get those 20 seconds back now can ya? And yet I'm continuing to waste your valuble life by writing brain dead words that have no meaning to you what so ever.
Fun while it lasted, I'm off now. Enjoy people, send, comment, whatever else I've said before! Loves you!
Sunday, 3 April 2011
It's been a while!
I'm sorry for the massive gap in posting! I havn't had anything contrustive to bore you with, so I didn't bother. There wasn't much to update either, and they get a bit tedious anyway because they're of no real importance or interest to you guys even if I had anything to update you on!
But luckily, this isn't a life story or rant, this is a poem. Charlotte noticed I hadn't posted in a while, and she's helping me out with the inspiration side of things by giving me a phrase to create a poem from, by using it as the title, a line for the poem, or even just a prompt for an idea. Her first phrase is now the title of my latest poem, and it's called: 'Impossibilities lie with those who cannot commit'. Deep huh? :)
So go ahead and take a read through, and let me know what you think. I'm happy for comments of a complimentary nature, or CONSTRUCTIVE critisism. I don't like ones that tell me I'm no good and to give up on any dream I have of becomming a poet. Not cool guys. :)
Struggle onward along the path of aims,
Head held high, not hung with shame,
Seek your dreams through constant battle,
Against the odds that feed you prattle,
For if you crumble and then take rest,
You’re sure to limit your possible best,
Feel not tired of unsuccessful tries,
For the end is where achievement lies.
Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed it. Feel free to share my blog around, the more people who know the better I think! Love you guys! <3
But luckily, this isn't a life story or rant, this is a poem. Charlotte noticed I hadn't posted in a while, and she's helping me out with the inspiration side of things by giving me a phrase to create a poem from, by using it as the title, a line for the poem, or even just a prompt for an idea. Her first phrase is now the title of my latest poem, and it's called: 'Impossibilities lie with those who cannot commit'. Deep huh? :)
So go ahead and take a read through, and let me know what you think. I'm happy for comments of a complimentary nature, or CONSTRUCTIVE critisism. I don't like ones that tell me I'm no good and to give up on any dream I have of becomming a poet. Not cool guys. :)
Struggle onward along the path of aims,
Head held high, not hung with shame,
Seek your dreams through constant battle,
Against the odds that feed you prattle,
For if you crumble and then take rest,
You’re sure to limit your possible best,
Feel not tired of unsuccessful tries,
For the end is where achievement lies.
Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed it. Feel free to share my blog around, the more people who know the better I think! Love you guys! <3
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