Category: Poetry

Original poetry pieces

Coming From the Same Place

Nothing but running wild horses.

They cannot be tamed. Roaming

The open fields, a part of our

Native land. The land of our

Long line of ancestors. It doesn’t

Matter where our own relatives

Are from, it’s a long list, from

Europe to Asia. From Africa

To South America. We all come

From this land of our earth.

Whether we conquered this land

And took over or we came to it,

Trying to escape hardship and

Misfortune, it doesn’t matter.

We all share the same history,

No matter where our own people

Come from. We have all had

Hardship, from slavery to the

Holocaust. We have all had triumphs

From desegregation to the legalization

Of same-sex marriage. We have all

Made long journeys made to escape

The Holocaust to escape slavery.

We have all fought in wars across

The world, from the wars in Iraq, in

Africa. We have all lost almost

Everything like in the Great Depression.

We have all starved to death across

The world. We may all have more in

Common than we realize. People say

You don’t know what my family has

Been through, but think about it.

We have all experienced the same things,

All in different parts of history, but it

Still happened. One day the whole world

Will stop noticing the differences and

Will notice the similarities.

New Mantra: I Am Beautiful and Good Enough

With the new year, I’m reading Demi Lovato’s Staying Strong: 365 Days a Year. She’s become such a huge inspiration to me because I feel like even though she’s younger than me by a year or two, she’s someone I can look up to. Every day she writes a short entry and then writes a goal to go with it. On January 1st, she writes “Goal: In this year, come up with a mantra that is just yours. Each day, look in the mirror and repeat it back to yourself.” My mantra that I came up with, after thinking about it for a while, is “I’m beautiful and good enough.” We all have days where we’e insecure and feel like we’re not good enough or beautiful enough. Some of us are lucky to have people in our lives who make us feel beautiful, but some of us aren’t so lucky. Here’s a poem to go along with the theme of this post.

Words Being Said

I’m beautiful on

The outside but

It’s my personality

That is so much more.

I’m me and that’s all

That matters.

I’m beautiful on the

Outside but I’m also

Beautiful on the inside

Even when it feels like

Things are messy.

I want to see and feel

All the mess because

It’s better than perfectly

Pieced puzzles. It’s better

To accept the messy

And imperfect parts

Than to accept absolute

Perfection. I would rather

See chaos rather than

The calm before the storm.

That’s what we are.

We’re accepted because

Of that.

P.S. I just want to thank the person who inspired this poem. Thank you for giving me the words to make me feel better and for some of the things said in the poem (some them are your words exactly). You’re the one who inspired me to come up with that mantra. I can’t thank you enough!!