This Year:
The names that flicker across my screen confuse me, For they are of friends long gone The friends which I cannot remember. My memories are blurred and destroyed, as for the images contain,
They are as fragmented as my laptop screen.
This year I hope to remember, I hope to fix what was broken
This year I hope for people not to notice I am pretending to remember them.
The binder explodes, papers scurry across the floor
Escaping the hell they live in.
My room is a battlefield, the binder's blood is splattered over the floor,
Yet I cannot will myself to care.
This year I hope for organization.
The papers lie there, dead,
Victims of procrastination
My delight and my demise.
This year I hope to be free of stress,
And have my work done on time.
The wireless is off,
Dead, dark, nothing,
The night has no meaning,At least not any more.
Yet, as my internet spikes
From my neighbour's connection.
I know I will stay longer.
I know I will stay too long.
This year, I hope to be responsible
enough to just fall asleep.
Nicholas Brands Smit
This was a work of art! This year I wish you much success!
ReplyDeletenice poem
ReplyDeletebut u r gonna remember me this yeear..
right?
Very good poems indeed mate,I liked the metaphors you used in the organization poem, and all in all they where all good!
ReplyDeleteNice poem i like when you said "binder's blood is splattered over the floor,"
ReplyDeletealso you can picture what he means in all his poems
i agree with diego, and when u said the night had no meaning in the internet one, wow that was intense just for not having internet
ReplyDeleteYes Pablo, it is one of the "magical" uses of exagerration. We British people make something so simple (working in an office), dramatic.
ReplyDeleteAnd then of course, the Americans steal it.
Nice job Nicholas
ReplyDeleteThe poem really shows that you are very disorganized right?
I liked how you described your room as the battlefield and your binder explosion haha it was funny also.
You have a great talent that even Shakespeare will cry reading your story. Keep up the great work and maybe i will be ur manager when you grow up. haha