All of our Young Ambassadors have been working hard towards their creative goals – whether that is writing their first short story, or performing a spoken word poem to an audience! Giorgia has been working particularly hard with her mentor Paula Rawsthorne to produce a poetry collection! She has been improving her writing through mentoring sessions, and these poems are the result of that hard work. We are very proud to share her fantastic poetry here on our website!
Hidden Lies
It was just a picture of everything they thought they needed.
A hidden lie painted to look like the truth
But eventually a lie will crawl into your
Body and destroy you from the inside out, slowly
An omen in the form of man’s perfect desires.
Monster
A monster isn’t something that hides in your closet at night
A monster is someone that takes everything from you
And walks away as if it means nothing.
Mind
He thought her mind was a beautiful thing
But all she thought about was the body of another man.
Society
Is it possible to swim in the ocean of society
When you’re drowning in its expectations?
Racism and discrimination pulling you to
The endless abyss of the ocean whilst you
Choked on the cloying amount of sexism
Filling your lungs.
Love
Love them to the bottom of their veins
Beyond their mistakes
And even as their heart is breaking
Love them entirely
Or not at all.
Garden
My heart is a garden, filled with thousands of flowers
Planted from the seeds of the ones who left.
Books
White walls with books tucked into its milky blanket
The engrossing mess of my feelings into stories that I read
Sadness evaporating with each page I touch
My tears dried by the words that stick to my soul.
A house for the words of many who seem to understand me more than I do myself
The library is home for those who believe, like me.
Mindfulness
To be like the moon
and to be the light
in all the darkness.
To be like the mantra
You must use a calm word
To walk away from the negatives and run towards the positive.
To be mindful you must experience the present
And accept any emotions without judging them
Instead of using them to create different
Perspectives of yourself.
Drifting
I sit atop a rubber float, my skin burning from the scratching of the sun rays
But, for once, I feel free
The harshness of the waves drowned the constant screaming and chattering of irrelevant people
My eyes closed so tight
In the hope that everyone would disappear
Leaving me alone
I could no longer feel fear, sadness or even anger
I only felt at peace.
Fly
When I was young, I thought I could fly
I tried so hard, I got stuck in the sky
And now I can’t come down.
Behind the Door
Isn’t it ironic that the world looks like a beautiful place
On the outside
When behind her door is a place so dark
It’s terrifying.
Time
As the tears slide down her cheeks like the rain pounding on the window panes
Her heart beats like a crazed man’s head on a pillowed wall
Getting shorter and shorter
Until they are gone.
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