This is a collection of poems that I wrote while I was in my first year of Girls Write Now. It speaks to the experiences of girls my age through feelings.
RAW AND NAKED
raw and naked.
imperfections are let loose
but he takes them all in with love and hunger.
her moans crack through walls
while the world is fast asleep.
their intimate moment not so intimate
anymore.
he finds pride in having her, and she is absolutely careless,
enjoying every second flirting with danger.
they share a connection that seems unbreakable
but is completely shattered under her eyes
when truth decides to spill over.
BRIGHT ROSE
I held on to a bright red
rose
the thorns made their way into
my veins
as I bleed for days and years
and somehow I was still alive
I removed the thorns with my teeth
while my teeth turned old
I was bruised
the kind of bruise that lasts
forever
LAYERS OF BEAUTY
you are covered in layers of beauty
beauty that shines bright enough to blind
weak eyes
layers of beauty that cover a scarred
canvas of skin
skin so scarred that you are confused
when you see your reflection
do the layers of beauty define you?
or do they speak out loud enough to show
the world what a great liar you are?
Your hands are on foreign skin
Your eyes are on unknown lips,
Your eyes are searching blindly
Do not question your mind
Darkness has washed over you
And now you find pleasure
Inflicting pain that multiplies
THE THOUGHT BUBBLES OF AN EIGHT-YEAR-OLD
The feeling of uncertainty was familiar
Because the questioning had begun from
A very young age
Dominoes six feet tall in a dark place fell
Equally
One tumbling as the others continued
The godly figures of hands putting together
A human being
Made much more sense than two people
Coming together to create a child
The spirit of the physical body floats
But is it just the mind itself?
What is the point of living if we live to die?
PEN AND PAPER
Can descriptive words explain a feeling?
The pen maneuvers in a sensational way
As the fingers grip on to the pen tighter
The ink stays on the paper forever
A multitude of worlds will read this
And live in my world
Yet others will feel foreign
But one day
All worlds will collide
And that will be the end of all living.
ALLURE
Every word carved invisible scars
As time
Overly carved my skin
I became numb
A living body with an empty soul
Time reached out
Begging me to undress my confidence
Begging me to flavor self-love
On my tongue
Begging me to murder my insecurities
That were carved deep within me
With my hands.
THE MOON
As the sun falls asleep
Her true self awakens
Her skin is bare
Her emotions stripped raw
She is no longer proud
And no longer pretends
She is exposed.
High up,
I am caressed by confidence.
Growth lies under my feet
And dances its way up,
Through my curves.
The sun glows
On my vibrant caramel skin,
That belongs to the sand
On my fingertips.
My eyes glow
And the future awaits,
On the waves of the ocean.