Saturday’s Showcase Sketches: I have a little time before I set off to my team and mine works leaving do party/ceremony! Therefore, I thought I would share a short poem with you. The poem I have chosen is part of a scrapbook poetry book I put together from 1992-current day (all written by me); some of the poems are very very raw and some a little refined and some even are cringe worthy that I want to re-work them -but I shan’t. I will share these poems here every, now and again. This poem is called Growing Up and was published in an anthology; the details can be found here: published works.
(As always, there is a pdf document at the bottom of the post for those who may find this a difficult read.)
Growing up is such a drag,
following the trend is being sad.
Having many things to do;
be it at home or at school.
Parents shouting all the time,
sometimes you just want to willow and die.
Getting heartache from everyone,
not knowing when there won’t be none.
Having trouble at school,
not knowing what to do.
Crying yourself to sleep at nights,
no one cares, no one’s in sight.
Holding onto memories,
that may not never ever be…
Seeing yourself old and grey,
is growing up all it’s cracked up to be?
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Below the poem, I have scribbled the following ‘thoughts that came to my mind after academic difficulties‘. This set me thinking… We all have similar experiences, at that time I expressed it through poetry (I was the ever dramatic back then too it seems! -there is no need to agree with me! *pouts*); what was your outlet, if any? What did you struggle with -what helped you through it? I would love to hear from you. As you already know, thoughts and comments are encouraged as always -even if it is just a word -as all good discussions start with just one word.
Pdf document: Growing Up!