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Mar 2015 Beckawecka

Diego

Mar 2015 Beckawecka

Parsavagely Kompenere

Diego

Diego,
Tell me your secret,
How you make her smile even when you sleep,
So effortless you are,
In bringing her happiness.

Diego,
Show me how,
You gained her affection,
So long before I even knew her or you,
Your black and white fur,
Stole her delighted eyes.

Diego,
Aren't we the same?
All we want is her company and kind words,
To see her every day,
To know that she cares.

Diego,
It's not fair is it?
You have a natural advantage I can't compete with,
You're a cat,
An extremely cute cat.

I mean,
How am I supposed to beat that?

#cute #awesome #cat

Mar 2015 Beckawecka

Physical Education

Mar 2015 Beckawecka

Parsavagely Kompenere

Physical Education

Shouts, pounds,
Squeaking trainers,
And once again I'm just one,
Of a team of failures.

My name is called,
I hear too late,
Whip round my head,
But take the full weight.

Glasses fly off,
I fall to the floor,
Dazed and out of breath,
And a demoralizing score.

The world becomes blurred,
And nothing is clear,
Except the laughter,
The accusatory jeers.

This is my reward,
For trying my best?
Well in that case enjoy your three man team,
Because I need a rest.

#pain

Mar 2015 Beckawecka

Now it's summer

Mar 2015 Beckawecka

Mercury Chap

Now it's summer

I take off these fat layers of sweater,
Wearing my light and thin cotton clothes,
The weight on me is now light,
I feel like a feather,
My smile's getting bright.

There's no need,
Of those heavy gloves and mufflers,
No need of hot coffee in the morning,
No need to be scared of getting cold,
Just be carefree and eat ice-cream,
Drink cold drink,
Let go of winter's hold.

I am finally finding peace and tranquility,
With the winds of March
I freely wear my half sleeves,
Inhaling the air of freedom,
Running on the dry leaves
Of the past, crumbling them,
Forgetting about the gloom of winters,
Because now it's summer.

Summer is here!!! Ice creams! Cold drinks!! ICE-CREAMS!!!! :D

#summer #yay #ice-creams #wintersaregone

Mar 2015 Beckawecka

Wish

Mar 2015 Beckawecka

Rockie

Wish

I wish I could say
What you mean to me
But then
It is in school
And then you won't realise
That our jokes
That confuse others
Make me jump
Inside
Crying with laughter
And wishing
You'd just reach out
And hold my hand

I know it's clichéd, but-yes. I know.

Mar 2015 Beckawecka

The Road Not Taken

Mar 2015 Beckawecka

Robert Frost

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Mar 2015 Beckawecka

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

Mar 2015 Beckawecka

Robert Frost

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Mar 2015 Beckawecka

Mad Girl's Love Song

Mar 2015 Beckawecka

Sylvia Plath

Mad Girl's Love Song

"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)"