Showing posts with label poet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poet. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Everything Is Here For Reason


This photos has everything to do with this post. Everything.
This thought was actually sparked at a Walmart I went to recently. We were walking around and I was basically drooling at the school supplies because I love school supplies. I was noticing that a lot of the things said things like “Be Yourself” or something like that. The US is a very “you” country. There is a more scientific name for this that I can’t spell at the current moment but that's ok. What I mean by this is that we are very proud of ourselves and it matters what “you” do and less what a “team” does. I had like the best History Teacher in the entire world last year and he did a lesson on this and it was really cool. 
So this made me think of something my mom told me a couple years ago. I forgot exactly why but I remember it to this day. My mom is a pretty wise person. She was telling me how everything is made and created for a reason. Actually I remember now. I think I was complaining about cockroaches and how they didn’t do anything good. Sh explained to me that I was entirely wrong. In our homes they are just annoying but out in they wild they have a job just like every other living thing. What that job is I have forgotten and I’m not going to look it up because I admit I’m lazy.
But if you think about it. She was right. This reminds me of science and the food chain. If only one species dies or grows bigger or smaller in some way the whole food chain changes and could stop working. It just won’t work. Humans are interesting though. I’m not sure what we do. Most of the time we just destroy other animals and ecosystems and other systems and lives. We really need to be more careful about that.
Even though humans to the environment are kind of failing, in our lives we are pretty important. I’m not sure if I totally believe this but I feel like we are all here for a reason. In the Hugo movie, which I watched recently, Hugo, the main character, talked about how in a machine there are no extra pieces. Everything is there for a reason. So if the world was a big machine he couldn’t have been and extra part and he had to be there for a reason. He was kind of sad but really smart little boy. 
Not everyone’s going to become president or a star or an internet sensation but you don’t have to be any of those things to make a difference. Any regular person can make a difference in the world. It could be becoming friends with someone who sad and literally saving a life. Or it could be just having a conversation with someone that makes them think about something that changes everything for them. It could be being a teacher and inspiring a student to pursue there dreams. It could also falling in love with someone and changing your and there lives forever. 
You know even pain is here for a reason, which is also something my mom said. As I have said before, I have a pretty cool mom. I have never experienced really bad pain like some people have so this is probably easier to say for me but it is true. This is the example my mom told me when I did not understand what she was saying one bit. She said that if your hand is on something hot you would probably pull away because you can feel the heat. Butttt what if you can’t feel it, you could burn your hand which could literally destroy your hand forever. 
A lot of people try to do things like lets say get a job or become friends with someone. Sometimes it is just luck because the world is not fair but thats not a very happy way to think about. Instead we can  think about it like Katy Perry once said in a pretty awesome song. One of the lines in her song Firework which is by the way amazing is this “Maybe a reason why all the doors are closed, so you can open one that leads you to a perfect road”. Not everyones life is going to be perfect because as I said not everything is fair but if you think like that you will be a million times happier. If something doesn’t work out it probably happened because that was not the right thing for you.
The only thing I haven’t found a reason for is mosquitos. Like seriously. Are they here to remind us how evil we are or something???? Because I can’t find another reason. They are just annoying little things that spread diseases and make it hard to go outside and bite you. This post was so calm and collected and then I had to say that. I regret nothing. Absolutelly nothing. 


And that was 831 words about an important topic. Kind of. I feel proud of myself. I’m also 12. Bet you didn’t guess that if you didn’t know me already. Boom! I am one of the nerdiest 12 years olds on the planet which you might disagree with but wait. I realized this the other day when I was legit having a conversation about discrimination and things like that over text with one of my friends the other day. And we were sending full on paragraphs to each other and it was a lot of fun. I’m not sure what type of nerd that is but it's a thing. Soooooo did you like this post? If you did I would absolutely love if you could maybe possibly follow my blog by pressing that follow button on the sidebar to the left of the screen. No but like seriously did you like this post? Should I do more deep think type posts like this? Did you agree/disagree with any of it? Any thoughts at all whatsoever? What is something someone has told you that has stuck with you to this day? What is your favorite song that has an inspiring message?



Monday, July 24, 2017

Time- A Poem


So lovely :) 
Time is the culprit of everything. It changes appearances, wilts flowers, and brings life. We wish we could hold on forever, but that isn't how this cycle works. It takes away just as much as it gives. Sometimes, that is hard to understand. It causes pain, and even when it feels like it's the end of the world, nothing stops. The clock keeps ticking and soon, years pass by. In your heart, you can still feel a stain. A space that could never quite be filled. The chilly wind comes back, and I shiver. Even my jacket and your hands can't keep me warm. Red, orange, and yellow leaves drop by me and I seem to be living in a dream. Just for a moment then, my heart beat stops for just a second. I see a single brown leaf, and cup it with both hands. Night comes. Strangely, only one star seems to shine. It's been 30 years now. I still remember that stain in my heart that hasn't been completely filled, but I always think of everything I've lost. I can see it in my heart, all those faces, all that laughter, all those smiles. The first time I had grown up into something my parents could be proud of. Maybe, just maybe, it's not all over just yet. I'm happy just knowing that. 
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I hope that you enjoyed that poetry piece! It really means a lot to me because although I'm young and have yet to go over all these experiences, it just shows how the little things in life can make all the difference. You can always find a light in the darkness.

Sincerely,
Saanvi
a girl whose only language is music, whose soul is made of words, and who is trying to live, laugh, and love life
Find more here at her personal blog.

A huge thanks to Nabila for letting me guest post <3

Monday, June 12, 2017

Speak Up

Speak Up
Sometimes you feel like you have no choice
But to stay silent
And not say anything
Sometimes that is true
Sometimes it might be a life or death situation
Or a situation where you could get hurt
When that happens
Ask for help
And then
Speak Up
For most of us though
That's not true

Most of us have a choice
And we choose to say nothing
Nothing about the things that are happening
To us
Around us
And everywhere in between

If you don't agree
Then say so
If you don't want to
Then say no
Speak up

You were given a voice
So that you could use it
Use it to express yourself
Your ideas
Your feelings
Being able to talk and communicate is a gift
And amazing privilege that we must use to help

Sometimes people use their voice on other things though
Things like hate
Things like creating fear
Things like arguing
Things like putting people down
Things that wreck havoc
We all do this
Even if we don't realize it

Words are powerful
They are one of the most powerful things on the planet
It doesn't matter what language you speak
One word can break someone
Or make them the happiest person in the world
One word can change a person's life forever

Think about what you are going to say
Always
For one word can change almost everything
Be careful
And precise
Use your words with a purpose
Do something that only you can do

When you see something happening
Tell someone
Maybe a friend
Who needs help
Or maybe a person in the hall who is a stranger to you
Who is being bullied
Or maybe yourself
A person who is not perfect

Don't ever be silent
Instead
SPEAK UP



Monday, April 3, 2017

The Ocean: A Poem to Self



When I am out of the ocean I am afraid of it.

I learn about it.

And despise it.

With the big fish.

That could eat you in one bite.

I think that when I actually get to the beach I won't be able to get in.

But then.

I do.

When I get there I love it.

Swimming and splashing in the waves.

Running along the sand.

I feel something and scream.

But it only turns out to be seaweed.

But then I think again.

About what could be in the depths of the sea.

Even the thought scares me to the bone.

But then I remember the sand in my eyes.

And how sharks and fish never come close to humans and I get back in.

Then I go farther than anyone else.

Maybe as an act of defiance or stupidity.

Then it is time to go home.

So I do.

And the cycle starts again.


Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Love // Because Nabila Decided She Wanted to be a Poet and Failed

I interrupt the regular broadcasting scedule for a special post on an interesting topic because Nabila has decided that she is is poet for the next 10 minutes. 


Love is something interesting. 
A magical mystery that science can't really contain or explain. 


True love.
Something in movies where princesses in flowy pink dresses and princes dressed in their finest armor fall for each other at first glance.  


Love is something rare.
Between 2 human beings. 


Love grows with time.
Develops as you get to know each other. 


And the heart is the center of it all.
Beating in your chest when you see someone new. 


Someone in love might seem like a ghost
or
a spirit.


Love is not a choice but instead a thing in your mind and your heart.
Blurring your vision from the rest of the world. 


Fall in love with someone new this valentine. 
Or celebrate the ones already in your life. 
Look at them for who they are good and bad qualities.

Love. 


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