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Sunday, 8 May 2011

One of my Final Pieces for AdvH. English.

It's a personal experience and I uploaded it so my *awesomeshiny* friend can read it, and hopefully tell me where the hell I should add 100 words because I'm that short of the minimum? (also where to improve..) Hehe. Thanks, PP. I appreciate it. ^^

Days Like This

The pain began with music. Glorious, pounding, ear crumbling music. Electric and bass guitar slowly strumming people into stunned silence. Sweaty bodies, controlled by the vocalists as they cry out their heavy messages. Every being tightly crammed into a pit of emotion and sound.

He held me, not for the first time, and honestly I don't think there's any better feeling in the world. Standing on the sidelines. Our breathing slow, perfectly in time with the others, hearts pounding at the same speed, our deep brown eyes connected. I had dreamed of this for a long time. The sensation of skin against skin, the scent of his aftershave overwhelmingly gratifying as I breathed it in.
Then there was her. She ruined my nights, my weeks. Pushing her hands through her cropped red hair, skinny little body swaying and jumping to the bass, watching him constantly. There was something about her I could never stand, never tolerate. I would hate her.

But at that moment, I didn't care. Nothing mattered, not yet.
I sat on his lap when the last band had left the stage and the employees were cleaning up. He spoke amicably and confidently to the members of each band, and I could feel a sort of pride grow within me. My mind said he was mine. The glow that blessed my skin was hot, intense. As we left, our hands intertwined, and our fingers linked firmly – an affirmation of our thoughts.
But the night was so cold. It froze my body – and his heart.
Walking past the accumulation of people outside, I couldn't help the smile that spread across my face. Showing him off to the crowd was something I'd never experienced before. We moved to stand before the road that we'd both be picked up on. Our exhalations steam gently as they rise into the moist air. I realise the night has cast a cool blanket over where we stand, and I shiver. I can't help thinking of the terrible dream I had had days before. I couldn't believe it, or, at least, I didn’t want to. I still fear that vision. I wished I’d never had it.
It started with a guitar, and ended with a broken heart. Echoes of the tune playing now resound gently in my mind.
So, kiss me...
The guitars gentle strumming seemed to be his, so I followed my keen ears. I walked around corners, huge beige buildings – the mazes of my mind. They led me to a sofa, and on it was a scathing image which somehow haunted me more than anything had in the dream world before.
It was an embrace. Cropped, red hair. And his arms.
Her. Him. Passion. Embrace.
My eyes glaze over. I run away, tears streaming down my cheeks, my body screaming out with pain. I...can’t. I don’t believe this. A bolt of electrical pain through my heart. I wake, eyes jerking open, body straining with sobs. Realisation, reassurance.
It was just a dream
Nothing
Just a dream.
_____
Reality strikes my lips as we kiss. It defeats the cold – and the worry stirring my stomach, like a witch, stirring her cauldron. Bliss. I gaze into hazel eyes with green speckles, like chickens eggs, and huge dialated black eternities. Then the corners of my eyes point her out.
She walks past, silent, even when he asks if shes ok. I watch her keenly, my palms beginning to sweat with fear. Once shes gone, a flurry of words escape my mouth, without permission. They whisper
‘I think she likes you,’
Regret.
‘Really?’
‘Yes.’
Another flurry, like warped butterflies leaving my stomach.
‘D...do you like her back?’
A glance in my direction.
‘Yes..since I've broken up with my ex.’
Remorse.
The glint leaves my eyes. They are no longer filled with happiness. They are empty. My hand leaves his so it is empty too.
I want him to feel the pain I feel.
I want him to suffer.

I feel the tears ready to skim my deathly cold cheeks. I pull them back, as if they are on ropes. I suspend their animation. I cannot show weakness, I cannot show my heart is breaking.
‘I’m sorry,’ he utters.

Sorry?! How can you be sorry, you idiot, you heart hurter, you liar, you cheat? Fraud, fake, phony.
All I can do is stare into his eyes as I empty my body of all emotion, fighting the sorrow that grows within me.
Anger, hurt, distrust.
My friend walks around the corner. I collapse into her arms, nuzzling her curls. This is the only comfort I have. A confused question
‘Whats wrong? Whats wrong?’
I answer ‘nothing.’
A car drives around the bend. Its mine.
‘I have to go,’ a disjointed, faint voice. Mine.
It echoes through the black.
My heels click as I move across the pavement, feeling my skirt shimmy. It seems to hold the last of the joy I had within me such a short time ago. I walk quickly, but it feels as if I’m walking a funeral march.
The car door opens, and a plastic smile plasters across my face.
‘How was it?’
‘Great!’
‘Good.’
My car pulls away. I notice the radio is blaring, pumping bass through the car.
I don’t look back.

Monday, 28 March 2011

Bear

My hamster, Bear, has just passed away after 2 1/2 years of her being my tiny joy. I wrote a poem to mark it.

Bear.

Racking my ribs the silence of the room
We stand in
You curled in a ball in my hands
Unmoving
Eyes closed gently shut as if you have been sung a lullaby

Pink paws curled as close to your body as I have ever seen them
A vision of innocence
As I stand in solitude
A black bundle of grief cupped in my shaking hand
My shaking eyes
My shaking ribs

I stare at you in disbelief
Wake up wake up
My mind screams
You're not gone
Not yet
Stay with me, watch me as I grow
As I watched you

Now I pack your box with tissue
Lay you gently in
My eyes they close as I whisper a last goodbye
Closing the lid, mascara tear marks loss

Bundle of joy
Bundle of love
Bundle of sadness
Bundle of grief
My bundle of grief

Sunday, 12 September 2010

Time.

I wrote this a wee bit ago, but i forgot to upload it! Enjoy ^-^

Stop the clocks.
Stop the chime
I do not want to hear the tick
Of testing time

How she burns
Scathes - and I shiver
The hours spent with you
How my heart does wither

Stop the clocks.
Stop the chime
I cannot bear the tock
Of the twisted clock

Hands continue round and round
Ignorant to her crime
Forever haunting the whole world
With the terrible ticks of time.

Thursday, 24 June 2010

The Bus

Heres a happier one. Enjoy.


Your eyes are quite enchanting
The hens egg speckles between the green
And trip up over them
But I'm sitting on your lap

The wind strokes my cheek
I tell him 'no'
My cheek is his
His to touch
And the wind strikes me maliciously!
Jealous, jealous wind

As you kiss my hot cheek
Woman in the bus stop smiles at me
Her hair lifting -
It smiles too
She knows the feeling that blooms
In my head and
in my heart

Is that your bus?
You ask, lips so rosy red
With my kisses
Oh no
thebushascame--
My thoughts stack up
Like my mothers washing basket

So my legs take a life of their own
And run and run and run
I love you!
I shout
Then my mind she
S-tutt-e-rs

Wait, no I dont!

The silver aviators greet me as
I place my Queens Head on the plastic
And swing around the STOP button
To see your smile and
How your speckles laugh
As you nod in reply

Monday, 21 June 2010

Cry

You never thought
The sound of a baby cry
Would die,
Did you?

That the laugh
Of playing children
Would cease to be

Yet now the loss
It racks our lungs
The silence...
Death, sorrow, despair.

Gunshots
Fire at empty houses
People
Cowering like mouses
Grey balloon of poison
Fills the air

Through the violence and the sorrow
People think
'Whats the use in tomorrow?'
For some it will never come

But to this woman,
It does
A piercing cry, she fills the air
Paired with the stench of mourning everywhere
Oh, through the sadness
A babys cry,
A babys wail
No longer is there sadness,
'tis still.

Tuesday, 25 May 2010

Titanic

Havent updated in a while, have I? Well I watched Titanic with my sister the other day and I never realised before how emotionally and graphically riveting it is. I wrote a poem about it going down.

Children weep and hearts they shatter
As the ear-clattering chitter-chatter
Turns to screams, then to wails
Water spills from pure gold pails

Lifejackets on, lifejackets on!
One sound ululates through the throng
Of women, children, greedy men
Saving their lives to get home again

The bows they groan, the lights they flicker
More wails sound as the cold sea does glimmer
Cold, inviting, enticing you in
Away from the continous din

And still more screams, still more clatter
As the great windows of Titanic shatter
Water, water!
The grown men cry
The youngest waving their last goodbye

The ship she snaps
Snaps into two
Grabbing, grabbing
Save me!
No, I cant save you

Push, push
Get off, get out!
Some jump off, dizzy with doubt
Unsinkable, unsinkable!
Thats what the papers said
One man cries out
As the sea takes him
Dead



<3Meg~

Thursday, 11 March 2010

Dear Alice!

Went to see Alice in Wonderland today - was rather good and I decided to write a poem on it. Hehe. Enjoy.

In Wonderland


The Cheshire Cat
he grins at me
that wide wide smile
for all to see.

I glance at him
and him me
said Tweedledum
telling Tweedledee

The Queen of Hearts
has lost her tarts
And the King
his royal head

And yet the Mad Hatter
he never grows fatter
Than the skinny vision
Of the March Hare

Jabberwocky?
Hes awful cocky
Trying to beat Alice
Down the stony stair.

Time, time, time!
Its ticking today!
White Rabbit jumps
and scampers away

The Blue Caterpillar
Lips pressed together
'fore a disdianful
Whoo are yooou?

And still Dodo dances
Around the fire
As the flame she still grows
Higher and higher

The cards, they fall
Chess pieces scatter
White Queen rules all!
Let the bright flag a-flutter.

<3Megg

Wednesday, 3 March 2010

3 Months..whitt?! XD

Well, me and Jonathan have been over for 3 months or so, so I decided to write a poem as my closure for him.
Here it is.

Letting go.

Its been a while now,
3 months or so,
I know I'm okay now
I had to let you go.
You remember papillion?
That meant butterfly,
And you wrapped yourself in a cocoon with me,
Until you had to spread your wings and fly.

So all I have to say now
is this.
I’m sorry for all the times I’ve cried
Sorry for every single lie
I’m sorry I was never enough
Sorry I just wasn’t tough
In the end,
I couldn’t make you smile
Or laugh
Even love.

Though we dont talk now,
I hope that you are strong,
And in my heart you'll always be
my first butterfly
an everlasting song.

Hope you like it!
<3Meg~

Saturday, 13 February 2010

2 new 'uns!

Heres two shorter poems - they're kinda random, and don't fir in much with anything else - one was from about 2 weeks ago - I liked this guy and he was treating me like crap. Hah. Then the second is just a wee outburst of love. I have too much of it, I tell you. Hehe.

I climb out of one trap into another
Fall into oblivion
The snapping breaches of my soul
Allow me no self-control

My heart is wounded
Future bleak
Because you broke me
How I weep

Pretty little head
Filled up with fear
What the hell am I doing
Sitting here
Waiting..

For you

I cant cope
With all these games
They tie me up
With little strings

Im not your puppet
Im not your bitch
Im no toy, boy

Im not yours.

_____________________


Hold me,
You fool
Let me feel your arms around me.

Kiss me,
In hope of no tomorrow,
Soft lips grazing yours.

Cry for me,
Rivulets and rivers that
Flood salty seas.

Melting your heart
Slowly, carefully
Like butter on a summers' day

Dream of me
And sit on the grass
Waiting for me

As I waited once
for you.

Enjoy.
Meg<3

^^,

Hellooo lovelies.

I thought I'd like..update with something normal? I might write a haiku at the end or summat, buuut...I got my nose pierced!Eeeek!
I've wanted it done for ages, and the guys I liked didnt like nose piercings. Meg decided she wouldnt change for them and got it done yesterday with my amazingggg friend Megan Latta, who I love so much. And our chauffie for the day, Kyle - who is just a gentleman and is quite awesome as he works at Pets@Home. Lawl!
Surprisingly, it didnt hurt much - and the guy that was our piercer was lovely.

You can look on my FB page for my display, which is of me and my nozzle. Keke.

I hope you guys like it! Annddd lets write a wee haiku, huh?

Feel the feathers raise with the power
Of the wind and freedom
My wings will carry me, soaring forever.

<33Meg

Sunday, 31 January 2010

Rumours much?! u__u

This was a time when a crapload of rumours went around just before and after me and Jonathan broke up. Funn times. XD

Something is hiding from me
Crawling under skin
Somethings preying on me
Something deep within

It tells me they hate you
Hate me oh-so-much
It tells me you don’t want me
Does it lie?
Will it hurt?
People talk about me
Talking everyday
Telling lies about me
Pain wont go away
Stop hurting
Stop hurting
At least for a while
Stop hurting
And let me live, be a child
The worry
The worry
She sears my veins
The worry
She numbs my brain
Help me
I cry
But no one is to hear
My cries of pain and hurt
As my weak voice drowns in a sea of doubt

<3Meggg

Next in the Jono-Series. =L

Okay, this ones more about anger, I'd say.

Walked around
and led me on
You told me you loved me
But that was only lyrics
To a decietful song

You broke me
You snapped me
You smashed me in two

And the whole lie?
It was only the line
I love you

I love you
you said
but you never meant
You know I meant it

You betrayed me.
You Judas
You breaker of hearts

No meaning to us
No meaning to love

You lier.
Lier broke my heart

<3Meg

And another. XD

This one is to do with when I broke up with my first - and only, so far - boyfriend...I did a mini-series of poems on him, starting form my heart breaking, going slowly through anger, sadness, mistrust - almost every emotion in the book.

Heart rises up
spills out my mouth
The swollen, broken pieces
Ill with pain and broken love
My heart was so full
and now
empty
Broken promises,
It tears me up

As the tears
fall
from my pale face
I think of touching you
You touching me
Pleasure
Love
Broken love
Ill with pain and broken love
Shaken
Shaken
To the core
Swollen pieces lie there
Where my heart was before
I touch your skin
Stubble
Kiss your belly
One last time
Touches are so dear to me
Like you, my dear
My love
It sears my soul
I told you
so much
But please don’t be sad
Because our love will be
tattooed on my heart
my soul
My life
Never regret
I know you loved me
You let me go.

Sorry theyre depessing. ><~
<3

Poeuuums.

Okay, I'll post one at a time - but I'll explain what each are about before.
- The first I'm posting is the first venture I had into the poem-world - it's about my old friend, Corey. We fell out a while ago, and I really, really loved him as a friend. We went through a /ton/ together, and I still miss him.

I remember faintly our last hug,
That time we waved goodbye,
The time I sang in the park with you,
And thinking deeply about you, dear
All these times I cry.

Why did we leave each other?
Why did I cry that day?
That day I last spoke to you
why did we say goodbye?
The memories are flooding, now
my pretty little head
I wonder why we shared so much
and why now we hate instead

You were my penguin,
I, your Wolf
and in my mind we’d play
We’d play that game so dear to you
that broke my heart away.

I realise
I was just your pawn
In that game of deceit you played
Your pawn that loved and cared for you
Whos heart you stole away.

Now, I live
and I am strong
I love, I live, I smile away
But inside
something is gone.

Its not my heart,
My heart still beats,
And it beats , still
not for you
It beats for a man who is beautiful and kind
And whos love is fair and true

But still something is broken,
And I’m yet to find the glue,
Because I know
you have that part of me with you

Enjoy.

MegX

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Helloo! Thanks for visiting.

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MeggX