Parker

Dec 2015

anonymous999

eighteen

i am 18 years old and i've kissed 17 boys. i've passed 16 classes, and cried at school 15 times. sophomore year i missed 14 days of school. i've figured out 13 ways to say "i didn't do my homework," and i am halfway through the 12th grade. my longest relationship lasted 11 months. i once left a picture up for 10 minutes, and received 9 comments about how unacceptable my shirt was. i have gone through 8 best friends and 7 phones. i've gotten lost on the road 6 times and i have 5 friends i plan to keep in touch with for the rest of my life. at my first job, i made $4 an hour. i've fallen in love 3 times, i've seen two therapists and i'm still holding on to this one thought that everything is going to be okay.
everything is going to be okay.

#age #trick #positivity #counting #eighteen

Dec 2015

Homer

The Homeric Hymns: 10- To Aphrodite

X. TO APHRODITE (6 lines)

(ll. 1-3) Of Cytherea, born in Cyprus, I will sing. She gives
kindly gifts to men: smiles are ever on her lovely face, and
lovely is the brightness that plays over it.

(ll. 4-6) Hail, goddess, queen of well-built Salamis and sea-girt
Cyprus; grant me a cheerful song. And now I will remember you
and another song also.

Dec 2015

Chirayu Writer

Time Traveling Tuesday..

If I could travel back in time
I will travel back to Yesterday,
To travel the time where I left it before,
A price I deserve to pay
And I could make & erase the fade I made
Yet it's like the same
As a Fade of simplicity & mistake of kindness
I had clear them for you now.
I have found myself emerges everytime
before you found out any of this
Before we had even become good friends,
So you have never shed my tear.
I will travel back the time
To find a new world to find me a new time
Which I left it back today
And make the yesterday as a beauty of infinite
As To Travel a moment for the time
where I will see you once again....
- Chirayu.

#future #time #hellopoetry #beryldov

Parker Dec 2015

Untitled

Frail as the last branch,
hanging from a blackened tree
she clings for her life.

Dec 2015

R

Another Day

There's something about sweat dripping down my forehead
and the feeling of blood running through my veins
that makes me glad that I'm alive
and able to live another day.

I motivate myself
But I can't say that I don't have help from others.
I pushed myself a lot yesterday and today and was frustrated due to my failure (even though it wasn't a failure, but in my mind anything less than is a failure). I have to learn to be grateful and more patient with myself. It takes time to grow and to learn. And through God, I surely will.