Category: 07th

Chess is the war of past ages.
Kings are at their throne.
Pawns are on the frontline.
Peasants dying first
while Knights jump around looking for a
fight.
Bishops using their magic, up and down the field.
and Rooks, the castle, defending walls of stone
The queen
all power and beauty
While the bloody bodies stack up
And the war still rages on

they are the tiny things in life
that give us so much joy

in 2020 especially
you may wake up and dread the day
but the tiny things-

your friend invited you over
to sit in her backyard
and play some truth or dare
and some among us-

the tiny things like that
will give us all the joy
like a single ray of sun
peeking through the sky.
just remembering that
will draw a smile -a real one- across your cheeks

when you wake up
dreading the day
but the tiny things-

you smell
chocolate-chip pancakes
(your favorite)
in the kitchen.

the tiny things like that
will give us all the joy
like a single ray of sun
peeking through the sky.

so don’t dwell on what’s bad

covid, grades, anxiety

but remember the tiny things
those will change
your
life

My heart flutters every time I see her pass by
Why do I feel like this?
She’s so perfect
Her eyes are as pure as the bright blue ocean
I want to feel her
Hold her
Look at her
Smell her
She is a rose
A beautiful flower
While I am a wilted lily
Pushing everyone away
Hurting anyone whos near
But maybe if I try
I can be as bright as her

When I feel Adventurous,
I go on a Journey,
Down to the creek and beyond,
Now do not worry,
I’ll be back before dark, (maybe)

One thing in Particular,
That I want to find,
Something Majestic,
If you do not mind

I big Cypress Tree,
In my path,
Which I can’t go around,
Go UP if you can’t go down.

So Up
Up
Up I go,
To the very top.

I was looking for an old car,
But now that I’m here,
I can see SO far.

And I realize this now,
Why take a dirty, old car,
When you can have a VIEW,
And feel the breeze on your face,

Just one small problem now,
How to get back down.
*GULP!*
*CRACK!*
*AARRGGHH!!*

It’s a white coat ready to be put on!
a person crying on a sad day
An amazing show!
the water in the ocean deep
A day full of fun!
the darkness in a cave
You could have a great time!
or a time of pain
But the Winter is always there.

Home was the baseball field.
Those were the days.
When my throne was atop the batting stats.
And no one could throw me off!

( I’m up to bat. )

Until that fateful day.
No strikes. Three balls.
All far out of the box.
My attention was lost for a minute.

( What’s that? )

Ugh! Right in my side.
I fell , groaned , and sent someone to run.
I put some ice on it.
But that didn’t help.

( This pain should ease soon. )

The kid I sent to run came back
I asked if he scored.
He said “No”
All that for nothing

(Failure)

For the rest of the season.
I couldn’t hit a ball.
Or the season after that.
I lost my throne and fell to the bottom.
( Disappointment. )

I wasn’t batting second I was batting last.
I was a beast in the cages.
But in the box I was a kitten.

(Bye Bye to my stripes. Hello proving grounds. )

But I wouldn’t let that stop me.
I still went to practice and did my best.
I still couldn’t hit.
But I still practice.

( I’ll be back! )

One day I’ll be back Home.
Day by day I get closer.
Back to my throne.

( I’ll see you soon , Home )

She’s gone.
She’s gone and you didn’t even get a chance to say bye.
The realisation slowly floods your body drowning you into a deep ocean of tears.
Cherish the moments you spent with her.
Yes, cherish them.
When she was sitting next to you on that bench.
That bench is now empty.
When she used to help you with your makeup.
Now lies a bare face.
“ why did this happen to ME of all people”
The answer to that lies in a deep abyss of death.
“How do i get her back”
you can’t.
That balloon of love you once had
Ran into a needle
It popped.

you purr as my warm fingers run through your fur
gay and carefree, you leap in the snow
you silly, cute kitten make a sweet sounding, pur
you watch with great curiosity at the beautiful doe
your sweet energy leaps into place
making your heart shine with happiness
clumsily dancing with swift pace
your crystal eyes give away your sleepiness
i embrace your fur, soft as a feather
and cuddle you close, by the calming fire
i gaze out at the cool weather
gratefulness drowning my heart, i hold my head higher
soon there are happy tears i have to fight
my eyes glistening from the moon, oh so bright

THE almightY solution?
the need for life!
you know who to call,
When in need.
Oh, wateR, so Keen.
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water, you Are,
so pure,
so cleaD,
how lovely.
as clear, and Delicate,
as polished glass.

so Why nOt Spare tHose beautIful,
helPless, incomplete, pretty, souls?
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wAter
agua
vand
voda
i am calling your name,
Be still,
listen
to what i have to say.
Right and left
Our heads turn
Watching

you taKe,
lives.
takeN,
Stolen,
snatched.
contaminated,
filled the lungs,
whY, you have done it all.
too much to count.
water, be my guest.
pleaSe,
have mercy.
lisTEn.
we’ve felt to your harsh waves
for 4 centuries
for 4 centuries
parents have sat us down
to warn you
to keep our distance
and cooperate
with dangerous encounters
Moreover,
we’ve had enough.
1
0
0
2, or 3?

Her feet swept the floor as if brooms on an old wooden porch.
The kettle’s sounds filled the house.
Tap tap.
The rain falling on the windows,
Like someone was trying to get in.

The honking of the cars,
Filling the streets of London.
Shhhhhh.
The hot, chamomile tea steamed the white cup.
The tea cleansed her soul and just like that,
Her sorrows were washed away.