Below here, is the old poem I wrote for poetry.com I even got published, but no cash flowing my way for any possible sales.
"The School of Life" by Vincent Wu
I wake up every day
And try to make today a better day
The clothes I wear for this day
The mask is cold and gray
We all wear this mask
Perhaps society itself
Cannot accept the core of our soul
There are some who are dark
And some that are bright
These eyes of my had seen it all
The spoiled brat
The smart geek
The angry rocker
The plain weird
The senseless jock
The foreign stranger
And the enlighten thinker
The cliques we all fit
Make us all fit
Now for some history. I wrote this poem when I was a sophomore. It was when I was riding the B9 bus from F.D.R. High school back to my little Chinatown of 8th ave. It was just something I felt like doing as a reflection of what school is and how it mold our personality. This poem is simplistic with smooth vocal sounds. From lines 11-17, I believe the repetition here gives it a raw feeling of pointing and labeling. Overall, I believe in writing poetry that is simple, sounds good and evoking certain feelings.
Please make some comments on my poem.
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1 comment:
ahh don't we all wish we won some moola? Poetry is awesome I still have my Anthology of Modern American Poetry in my room, I'm a huge fan of the "leaves of grass" by Walt Whitman and Langston Hughs... think that was his name... best thing to to ahve a pad and pencil to jot down every inspirational word in your mind
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