Kamis, 17 Maret 2011

Sonnets


Shakespearean Sonnets:
A Hug
A hug is how you know a friend is real
They wrap their arms around and pull you near.
And in that moment everything you feel
is shared, and there is nothing left to fear.
A hug can make the darkest day seem bright,
Or make a day already bright pure bliss.
A hug is like the dawn that ends the night,
And often it’s a prelude to a kiss.
Like home, a hug is comfortable and warm.
Like love, a hug is given full and free.
Like shelter from a fierce and raging storm,
A hug is where the heart can safely be.
Like every mother kneels to hug her child,
A hug can make this wicked world less wild.

The Perfect Home
A perfect home should be both soft and warm,
Though not concerned with perfect symmetry.
It should be strong to stand against the storm

That every home will face eventually.
A perfect home requires the perfect guard,
A father who protects his wife and young.
Although he isn’t perfect, he works hard

And in his perfect home his praise is sung.
A perfect home is beauty brought to life,
The place where all the world begins and ends.
For this it needs a mother and a wife
On her, perfection of the home depends.
And in this world where danger still exists,
In perfect homes a perfect faith persists.

Petrarchan Sonnets:
        
A Game of Chess in the Intriguing Night Sky

Nightfall: the town’s chromatic nocturne wakes
Dark brilliance on the river; colors drift
and tremble as enormous shadows lift
Orion to his place. The heart remakes
that peace tom in the blaze of day. Inside
your room is music, warmth and wine, the board
with chessmen set for play. The harpsichord
begins to play; delight is multiplied.
A game: the heart’s impossible ideal
To choose among a host of paths, and know
That if the kingdom crumbles, one can yield
And have the choice again. Abstract and real
Joined in their trance of thought, two players show
The calm of Gods above a troubled field.

Promise The Stars

Let’s take off in flight and race through the sky
We’ll never look down; we’ll build our own town
And like thousands of clouds we won’t touch the ground
And like hundreds of birds we’re flying high
Maybe you will follow, maybe you’ll stay
You’re the only one, I promise the stars
I’ll do anything I swear I’ll take scars
I’m praying you won’t give yourself away
With your hand in mine, we’ll soar through the night
We’ll keep our eyes closed and we won’t let go
And like space ships we’ll dance with satellites
And with the stars we’ll never be alone
Please stay with me, I promise we won’t fight
I’ll talk to you all day, even on the phone.

Explanation:

Over all of the poems that I made, I am most impressed with these four sonnets. I truly made this with all my heart and with all my knowledge of words and phrases. I know I am supposed to explain only one but I would love to explain all of them.

The first two sonnets are based on a Shakespearean rhyming scheme. The rhyming scheme is a-b-a-b c-d-c-d e-f-e-f g-g. I chose the theme a hug and a perfect home to make my first two sonnets.

My first one is about a hug. I described the feeling a person can get when they get a hug and how a hug could simply change the world. The second sonnet was about the perfect home. I was describing a perfect home where there everything is complete and in its place.

My last two sonnets are based with a Petrarchan rhyming scheme. The rhyming scheme is a-b-b-a a-b-b-a c-d-e-c-d-e or c-d-c-d-c-d. The two themes that I chose to make my two pertrachan sonnets are a game of chess and about loving someone.

My first Petrarchan sonnet is about a game of chess being played at night. I know it sounds extremely random but I was inspired by my uncle and father that was currently playing chess when I was trying to make this sonnet. At that moment, the sky was filled with stars, which was really rare so put that in the sonnet. I also described the whole situation and put it all in the sonnet. I didn’t put it all straight there I wrote it all in a poetic way and symbolized some things too. Overall, I think my sonnet was pretty good actually.

My second Petrarchan sonnet is about a person falling in love. It’s basically based on a guy who’s falling head over heels for this girl and would do anything to not let this girl get away from him. He also described the things he would do to make his relationship with her stay strong. This sonnet is not much of a sonnet (even though it is) I sort of made it in a form of a song too. You can practically sing it actually if you know the melody.




Shape Poems



Explanation: I made two shape poems and over the two of them I like the first one the most. I named it "The Conspiracy Headache". The theme of that shape poem is describing someone having the usual daily headache. Causes of it and what happens. It usually happens at work and school (of course everyone experiences it).

Rabu, 16 Maret 2011

Freestyle Poems


Emotional Animal Poem

Exhilarated 
Is a flying bird up high in the sky
Soaring, graceful wings flapping up and down
In the never ending sky
Exhilaration running through its veins.

Sisters, heart to heart
From the time that we were little,
I knew you’d always be
Not just a loving sister
But a caring friend to me.
A shoulder I could cry on,
A helping hand in times of need,
A cheerleader to lift me up,
My angel in both word and deed.

We told each other secrets;
We giggled and we cried.
We shared our joys and sorrows
We were always side by side.

We have a very special bond;
I knew it from the start.
You’ll have my love forever
We’re sisters, heart to heart.


Senin, 14 Maret 2011

Acrostic Poems


Ecstatic in many ways.
Socially deprived
Talkative as hell.
Another teenager gone astray.

Queens are leaders with grace
Underage for some
Exuberant in all things
Extraordinary
Never do they give up.

Kerosene leadership may form at first
In ways you would never imagine
Never will a king give up
Greatness is thrust upon them.

Melodies vibrate in my ear
Unseen beauty, only heard
Stirring in my brain
Indescribable thoughts
Changes lives like no other

Daring moves, swaying from side to side
Aftermath doesn’t count, only this moment
Never have I experienced this feeling
Champions for life
Age doesn’t matter, dancing is what counts.

Taken away to a different place
High and low, they don’t care
Even though they’ve reached beyond the limits
Raking out our guts bit by bit
All we want is just a hug
People don’t get it do they?
Young lives in wrong hands.


Explanation: So I made six acrostic poems, all themes are random. I made one based on myself, one about a queen, one about a king, one about therapy, one about music and one about dance.

I want to explain further about my acrostic poem regarding therapy because I know that it’s different than other acrostic poems. I made a acrostic poems about therapy because I’m now currently facing a hard time and I feel like making a poem about it through therapy.

There are a lot of teens like me who are having a hard time with their lives based on their own reasons and some of them go to therapy. In my predicament kids or teens who go to therapy are basically like people who are being forced to spill their guts and feelings to a person they don’t even know. They see a doctor or as they say a shrink and they tell them their feelings that might hurt them if they spill it. Most people think telling others what you feel is good whilst keeping your feelings within you may kill you slowly, well it’s true but maybe to certain people they like keeping their feelings to themselves, especially kids and teens.

Sometimes all we want is just a drop of attention or just a small meaningful hug instead of an hour consulting with a random doctor. Sometimes adults just don’t get us kids. We may be young but we understand everything. Like when your parents are trying not to shout that loud when they fight yet we still know that they are fighting. I believe making this poem means a lot to me and I dedicate it to all those kids who just wants to be heard out. Don’t worry, you’re not alone. 

Rabu, 09 Maret 2011

#1 Haiku

Wild Child


Hot and dangerous
Got that glitter on my eyes
Ready to party.


Woke up feeling numb
Partied all night long last night
Where the hell am I?


I look like a mess
I look dreadful and drunk
I smell like a skunk


Years of long teen angst
Rebels done for just nothing
Wasted on one night


Guess I've gone too far
Did I? Though I don't think so
Just another fault


What can I say now?
I'm free and all I can be
A wild child to be.

Explanation: This one whole 6 part haiku that I wrote is formed in a story way. I figured making 6 different haikus yet in based on one theme is too obvious and many people have done it but I thought making one haiku in a story way might be different in a good way. The theme I chose for this haiku is Teen Angst or we can just call it the life of teenagers. Teenagers these days are wild and crazy. They like to try different things, they like to party and they do lots of various things. In this haiku I made a story about a wild child. This wild child is a girl and she loves to party and drink and she does whatever she wants. I particularly love this haiku set because it really shows how teenagers are. We may look or seem innocent and googly eyes all the time, but we're actually pretty wild and we are full of attitude and swag.