#WorldPoetryDay
Today is #WorldPoetryDay, which, to us, means it is time to celebrate!
I could put in some cheese, such as ‘It may be World Poetry Day but every day is a poetry day on theSprout’, but, even though it is largely true, it will probably turn you off this article!
Instead, I will just present you with a single statistic: in the last 11 days alone, theSprout has published 9 poems submitted by young users in Cardiff!
So, although the cheese smells terrible and doesn’t sit comfortably on the palate, it is strong in substance, rich in truth and doesn’t crumble easily…
Below is an introduction to those poems aforementioned, as well as the 3 most-read poems on theSprout of all time!
Poem: Pulling Petals
I think I pull my own
petals
sometimes
because isn’t it always a game
(helovesmehelovesmenot)
and I know how to hurt
but not how to bleed
This Is A Love Poem
I used to think that I would
always write
falsely,
lie prettily,
pretend to write
about love
when I was writing
about mimicry
Poem: Self-Harm
My wrist is screaming
"Cut me"
My hips are
screaming
"Tear into me"
And my mind...
My mind is just
screaming
"Help Me!"
Poem: Winter
On a cold Winter’s night,
Is the best time of
all.
When I can sit and
write,
Wrapped in my comfy
shawl.
Poem: Writer's Block
One Direction and love stories fill the room
But I am sat here on my own humming a little tune
Again I beg for help
This is boring me to death give me something to write about
Because that’s what I do best.
Poem: Life Of A Fangirl
Three times your age,
And twice your
height.
About their accents
we rage,
And we faint at
their sight.
Poem: The Break Up
"I can’t take it anymore it’s over.
And I know that I
say this a lot.
I have found a
perfect partner.
And you, my dear,
she is not."
Poem: I Miss You
But now you’ve moved away,
To start a life new.
Although I know one
day you’ll return,
I can’t help but
feel so blue.
Poem: Post-16 Mistakes
Society has
filled me with anxiety
Teaching me the
only way to success
Is to never be a
mess
Because failure
means you're worthless.
Top 3 Most-Read:
1. St. David's Day Poem
Welcome to Wales, the wide sign read,
"Well thank
you very much," the lorry driver said.
He sighed at the
price, he was rather thrifty,
The toll had gone
up to ten pound fifty.
2. Edward Cullen Poem
He
was the first vampire that Carlisle created,
After that all his
life he hated,
He wishes he were
mortal,
He wants to go back
into the portal.
3. Ode To Pen
Alas! Alack!
Ink will not spew forth;
Chunder hence dark liquid!
My paper lies, a naked white virgin upon my desk.
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