Good afternoon my lovely readers,
The past week has been such an amazing week for me, I got to facilitate a conference with an amazing group of people. For all of you that missed Gen 50+ tough luck, but you could always try again next year.
So the other day I was going through my old documents and I came across a poem that I wrote back in 2012 and I remembered how I got into poetry. It was once during break time where my English teacher forced us to write a poem for a The Young Writers competition. She told that we wouldn’t be allowed to go for break unless we completed our poems. I hated standing on those break lines at the tuck shop and so I opted to finish my poem as fast as I could. My 15 year old self hated English language, because I wasn’t that great at it. I was that kid that only did English tuition (Shout out to Mr. Atinga’s tuition center)
So anyway I wrote the poem and it ended up getting published and I was so excited. Here it goes..
This girl cries, striving to overcome,
A pain that’s overloading,
Her pretty little heart,
She has a million thoughts,
But is unwilling to utter a word,
Though tear after tear,
She always smiles.
Her soul is filled with desolation,
Her eyes are filled with pure distress,
Her pain is immense,
But she still never dares to share,
Surprisingly this little girl always smiles.
I intended to publish this post last year, but I forgot about it. I think it’s fair enough to say this is a good time to share it.