My poem: Promises

Hey everyone!

I hope you are doing well. Today's post is a little different...

I started writing little poems regularly when I started sixth form. Whenever I was upset or angry about something, I would express what I was feeling through writing. That helped me a lot. Every single time it was almost like I was writing away the sadness, or the anger, or capturing a happy moment so that I could remember it forever. 

"Poetry" is a very vague word, I think. Some people say that poems need to rhyme. Some say they don't. I don't know if what I am writing can count as poetry, or if it's something else. Maybe it's just a girl's scribbling, not capable of being called poetry, or anything at all, and if that's what it is, then I'm perfectly happy with that. 

All I know is that those poems - I will call them that for now - are very personal and I'm very nervous about putting them out there. I don't think I ever told anyone about them, not because I was embarrassed, but because it's weird thinking that others are reading, and judging, something  I have - kind of - poured my heart into. Then again, there's a part of me that wants to put my writing out there, and what would be better than posting it on my blog, my own corner of the Internet? 

If anyone is reading this, then first of all: thank you. If anyone would like to comment and tell me what you think, that would be hugely appreciated. I'm really nervous haha. Again, I'm not a professional writer by ANY means, I'm just a girl that likes to write down a few words every now and then :)

Alright, after much rambling, here is a poem that I wrote 2 years ago I think. It's quite short and is called promises (oh and it doesn't rhyme). 


Promises

A thousand little promises 
flying around waiting to be kept,
one of them is yours; 
will it ever be released from floating?

I doubt that I will ever know 
whether your words were the truth
or whether the truth was only a mirror 
of your bittersweet words

empty, meaningless, fragile promises 
that are made of dreams, 
comforting, calming, but sadly 
they break too often. 

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