Poems

A Poem For My Baby Sister

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The moment you were born is like a rain on a desert
It was unexpected, but undeniably, we felt great
But a part of me wished you weren’t here at all
It’s not that I don’t love you (because I do), it’s just that i’m so scared you would fall.

You see, this world is terrible
One day you’ll feel happy, and then the next day would feel like you just lost your soul.
But believe me when I say that humanity is the fearsome of all
And what terrifies me is that you would understand why before long.

Baby, let me tell you a short story
I won’t say “once (upon a time)” because it happens “all the time”, unfortunately.
A girl was fooled, she was brokenhearted
And don’t worry, that’s how it really goes here on Earth

In this world, people would pretend to be kind
They would offer you everything, and then one day, it will turn the other way around
Little did you know that the things they gave weren’t for free
Protect your heart, because that’s what they’re after for, baby.

For a child like you, yes, flowers are so beautiful
But have you seen them dry up as if they’re losing their soul?
I refuse to admit but the truth is that i’m on the same pot with them
We are all flowers soon to be decayed.

Baby, trust me when I say that not all flowers are meant to bloom.
Because your sister’s here, a withered one, unable to grow;
Once a beautiful flower like you are right now as you’ve just been born,
Now I am a rose, bleeding and pained by my own thorns.

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Poems

Love is a Choice

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I had a recent conversation with someone, and there I realized something about love… that it is a choice, more than a feeling. 

 

Love is not a feeling, but a choice

It is mostly about commitments, more than the joys

Love is about making decisions,

To love her for and against whatever reasons.

 

Love is a choice because the euphoric feelings may fade away,

But it’s up to you if you choose to continue and stay.

Love is a choice because the butterflies may have fluttered away,

But it’s up to you to bloom flowers for them and make a way.

 

Love is a choice, and not just an emotion

Feelings are fleeting, and we don’t have love potions

Which could bring back the excitement and sparks between you

It is your choice to decide if your love is really true.

 

Truth be told, it’s not your choice who you’re attracted to

Your differences aren’t your fault, even the everyday- “argue”,

But it’s your choice to endure and let your heart bleed,

Because it’s your choice to whom you want to stay in love with.

 

Again, Love is a choice, and not a feeling

Because these are fleeting and you”ll never know how much time is stealing

It is up to you to make choices that knowingly hurts

It is your choice to be brave enough to try, and never fret.

 

Love is a choice, this is what I believe

I won’t let these feelings try and let myself get deceived

Love is a choice, this is what my heart roars

And I choose to love someone, forevermore.

 

Creative Writing, Uncategorized

3 Reasons Why Teenagers are Afraid to Voice Out their Opinion

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“Everyone has the right to express their opinion…” 

With all the different issues our world is currently facing, it is inevitable that everyone has their own opinion. But only few has the courage to express it; Or maybe some are just afraid to voice them out. Like us, teenagers.

I conducted a simple interview with my fellow teenagers and asked them possible reasons why some of us are afraid to voice out our opinions. And here’s what we/ they say:

1. “We are afraid of criticisms.”

We all know that expression of opinion comes with criticism. It is inevitable that some teenagers are afraid of these because they tend to have vulnerable hearts. Or maybe some of us are afraid of judgment. I, myself, have tried to voice out my opinion and had regrets after doing it. After I confidently posted my thought about a certain issue, I received comments and I started to feel bashful. We all understand that some criticisms may be constructive or destructive, but regardless of how it is delivered, we can still be afraid because we’re just starting to learn how to accept it.

But let me tell you that criticisms are actually good. Some of them helps us to grow and learn something. As the saying goes, “If you’re not open to criticism, then you’re not open to truly growing as a person.” 

2. “We are told to shut up.”

Truth be told, this is one of the reasons why.

Some adults view teenagers’ opinions worthless. We do understand that we are too young to think that we could actually change the world. But we know all too well that being young doesn’t restrict us to have an opinion about a certain issue. We also have the right to be heard and our opinions to be valued.

Some teenagers don’t share their thoughts because of the fear of rejection. We are told at school to never be afraid of voicing out our opinions, but we are never warned that we could be bashed by doing so. They degrade us, teenagers, thinking that we were just born yesterday, and oblivious to the “real world.” We’re belittled and told to grow up but stops us from speaking our thoughts, which is how we could grow.

To (some) adults,

We are teenagers, not “just teenagers”. Do you understand? Please don’t limit us from voicing out our opinions. Wasn’t there a time when you were like us? When you were only like us, wanting a voice too? Hoping we could freely suggest about a certain issue?

I know some of us are being careless, irresponsible, and impolite about making opinions. And I know that some adults are reading this thinking that not all are dismissive of teens. I’m not saying these just because i’m also a teenager. There are some adults who support teens, I understand, however, it goes the same for us. You cannot put all flowers on the same pot. Meaning, we are different from each other. Not all teenagers are “careless”, “irresponsible”, and “worthless.” Some of us may be insane but that doesn’t mean that teenagers that actually care like us don’t exist. We do care about these issues, especially we are the next ones to inherit the responsibilities of the future. So please, let us care.

3. “We are not confident enough.”

“All reluctance is a lack of confidence.”

Some teenagers are reluctant to speak out their opinions because they are not confident enough of what they’re saying. They are afraid to commit mistakes about what they’re stating. They aren’t very sure of their opinion. In addition, some may change their opinion after reading or knowing other’s. Because they lack confidence, they are easily confused about which side they should be. So they remain silent, instead of speaking a certain opinion then changing it afterwards.

I know that we all have our own reasons why we choose to stay silent about our opinion. But whatever it is, we should realize that everyone’s opinion matters. But always remember, that it is best to deliver them politely and start to learn accepting criticisms. Be confident and stand for what you believe and what you think is right.

We are teenagers, and we are born to stand out. But we could only stand out, if we start to voice out our thoughts and be part of something.

You have a voice, let it speak and be heard.

Don’t just zip your mouth.

Believe in yourself, and learn to speak, little by little until you can. Let’s do this.

 

(Thank you so much to all my fellows who’ve been part of my simple interview. You were such a great help!) 

Poems

Possibilities Behind Fears

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I was scanning my old journal and found this poem, not knowing how or why I wrote it. 

 

“Not this time, Not anymore.

Please don’t repeat what has happened before.

Don’t bring back the anxiety and confusion,

While you love me without giving resolution.

 

But if you truly love me, I’d give you a chance

To tell me something with just one glance.

Be brave and stop hiding what you feel,

Shout my name to the world and tell me your love is real.

 

But if ever, you can’t do that for me,

Please just leave and stop making me see

How you could love me but can’t stand for us;

How your weakness has taken us away from what we could have.”

-jam.c

 

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Sun and Moon

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You are the Moon,

On an early morning

Same with the moon,

You’ll be there showing.

But just like the moon,

You’ll fade away

And I hope just like the moon,

You’ll come back again.

I am the Sun,

On a bright new day

Just like the sun,

I’m seen all day

But just like the sun,

I’ll leave my place

Because I know,

Someone’s there to replace.

How can life keep us apart

When we love each other very much

How could they think sun and moon have no hearts,

When all these time they craved each other’s touch.

Hoping that time would come for us

In between day and night

When the moon and sun would meet at last,

And together they’ll bring out their shining lights.”

-jam.c

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Regrets

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It is hard to decipher the meaning of this poem and seems unrealistic. It is only I who have experienced, therefore it is only I who can understand. 

“To the guy I just lost,

Where are you, where are you now?

I am wondering if you’re thinking of me somehow

The same regret I have for not telling you…

Not telling how much I feel for you.

 

I remember how you’ve read my mind,

Your supernatural powers, and how you were so kind

I wish you could tell how I feel,

The same way you told me my school and everything so real.

 

If you were able to read my mind,

Why can’t you take a peek on my heart?

Why could you tell facts about me,

and not see how much you make me crazy?

 

To the guy I’ve lost, I am here

Unsure if i shall shed a tear

Or be patient waiting for you,

To finally tell you that i’m so sure I love you.”

-jam.c.

Poems

Evanesce

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“Yesterday was your confession of love

Til’ that day, I never knew what I had

But then you made me feel how it feels to be treasured

How valuable I am to you, nothing could ever measure.

But today my mind and heart argued

I suddenly asked what is bad, and what is good?

Could this love truly last a lifetime?

Or this would disappear and fade through time?

Now I foresee this love won’t follow

Wherever our hearts go, this love would only bring us sorrow

Cause’ baby you know I need an assurance

And I have to know til’ when is this love’s endurance

And if ever it’s gone, where could I borrow?

Just for me not to ask you-

‘Baby would you still love me tomorrow?'”

-jam.c

Creative Writing

To those who dare to sing the truth…

CREATIVE WRITING: Sing

To those who dare to sing the truth,
Sing, my fellow youth.
And let the lyrics of truth be spoken
Sing it, all over again.

Until the world believes what’s real
Wait for the wounds of lies heal
Sing your heart within,
Let the change begin.

A poem for my fellow youth who are scared to speak the truth. Sing, and let your voice speak within, for the world is entrusted to us.