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Boxes

 

Boxes.

Neat little places to fit your friends.

Tidy little nooks to fit yourself.

Some people think.

Some people act.

Some people hide.

Some fight back.

Oh, the many different ways to organize society!

 

 

Cliques on cliques,

And groups of kids,

Parenting styles too.

Nobody’s considered an individual

Until they’re just like you.

 

 

Isn’t that hilarious?

An oxymoron to live by.

We want everyone to “live their truth”,

But the part everyone forgets to say is:

“As long as your truth is the same as mine.”

 

 

Another word for a box is a cell.

But not the kind that multiplies,

We don’t want to build something new.

No, we want to divide and destroy.

A cold little place to keep their friends.

A lonely little place to hide yourself.

 


 

All


 

 

A

 

L

 

O

 

N

 

E

 

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Pancakes are mixed,

Culturally diverse.

Everybody wrapped in everybody

Till we’re all one big world.

 

 

Everyone loved,

Safe and secure.

Nobody worried about ‘gender roles’

Or color.

Whether or not they wear skirts

Or shorts.

Or the what their grandparents’ parents 

thought was fair. 

 

 

OUR WORLD, however

Is quite different you see.

We’ve been ironed ladies and gents!

Not a fluffy pancake!

But rather a crispy waffle.

Made from the same stuff, 

but used differently.

In a way that may or may not be better,

Depending on how you take a bite.

 

 

You see, waffles are sad

All of their boxes

Keeping us just out of reach 

Of the best times we never had

 

 

Never meeting

The other side

Of the crunchy walls of our box

Until we’re pulled apart

And reunited 

in the most unfortunate of situations.

 

 

The real question is where does it end?

When can we meet again?

Without the fighting and pulling,

But with ease and comfort?

Well here’s your blunt answer, 

Short but it ain’t sweet:

 

 

“Quit putting each other in boxes!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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I have to go, we’re going out apparently :(

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59 minutes ago, TinyDinos said:

Boxes

Boxes.

Neat little places to fit your friends.

Tidy little nooks to fit yourself.

Some people think.

Some people act.

Some people hide.

Some fight back.

Oh, the many different ways to organize society!

Cliques on cliques,

And groups of kids,

Parenting styles too.

Nobody’s considered an individual

Until they’re just like you.

Isn’t that hilarious?

An oxymoron to live by.

We want everyone to “live their truth”,

But the part everyone forgets to say is:

“As long as your truth is the same as mine.”

Another word for a box is a cell.

But not the kind that multiplies,

We don’t want to build something new.

No, we want to divide and destroy.

A cold little place to keep their friends.

A lonely little place to hide yourself.


 

All


 

A

L

O

N

E

.


 

Pancakes are mixed,

Culturally diverse.

Everybody wrapped in everybody

Till we’re all one big world.

Everyone loved,

Safe and secure.

Nobody worried about ‘gender roles’

Or color.

Whether or not they wear skirts

Or shorts.

Or the what their grandparents’ parents 

thought was fair. 

OUR WORLD, however

Is quite different you see.

We’ve been ironed ladies and gents!

Not a fluffy pancake!

But rather a crispy waffle.

Made from the same stuff, 

but used differently.

In a way that may or may not be better,

Depending on how you take a bite.

You see, waffles are sad

All of their boxes

Keeping us just out of reach 

Of the best times we never had

Never meeting

The other side

Of the crunchy walls of our box

Until we’re pulled apart

And reunited 

in the most unfortunate of situations.

The real question is where does it end?

When can we meet again?

Without the fighting and pulling,

But with ease and comfort?

Well here’s your blunt answer, 

Short but it ain’t sweet:

“Quit putting each other in boxes!”

this is good like your other poems.

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11 hours ago, -Marra- said:

this is good like your other poems.

Thank youuuu

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Dear first love...

 

I think I’m ready to tell you.

 

What I have to say.

 

You know I used to think that we

 

They were destined to be like that.

 

Although you are not mine and I have

 

You no longer have the right to love yourself...

 

I can’t stop wishing that

 

Come back through my door.

 

I think about the words you told me.

 

You know you said we were going to

 

To last...

 

But... when did I use it against you?

 

You said...

 

“The past is in the past”

 

I never thought there would be

 

To be a day I have to somehow

 

Let yourself go.

 

I mean, I guess I did it.

 

But...

I really didn’t want to know...

 

I still think it’s unfair...

 

How do you get to have your love?

 

But I’ve been the one who is

 

Always there.

 

I wish you would sometimes listen.

 

For me.

 

But I guess 

 

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Y'all are so rad for liking poetry, I like it too but Im more of a visual art person🙃 Anyways, y'all write cool stuff

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2 hours ago, Equivalent Ways said:

Y'all are so rad for liking poetry, I like it too but Im more of a visual art person🙃 Anyways, y'all write cool stuff

Thank youuuu 💕

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On 2/23/2023 at 1:18 AM, TinyDinos said:

@Aurora

i think you’d like this one :)

Thanks so much for tagging me. You're absolutely right - I love this one. It's really well written and I like all the metaphors you've used. Plus I think it's a really important message - we need to quit putting each other in boxes. You're really talented TinyDinos 😀

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On 2/23/2023 at 1:45 AM, Solo_una_hermosa_chica said:

Dear first love...

I think I’m ready to tell you.

What I have to say.

You know I used to think that we

They were destined to be like that.

Although you are not mine and I have

You no longer have the right to love yourself...

I can’t stop wishing that

Come back through my door.

I think about the words you told me.

You know you said we were going to

To last...

But... when did I use it against you?

You said...

“The past is in the past”

I never thought there would be

To be a day I have to somehow

Let yourself go.

I mean, I guess I did it.

But...

I really didn’t want to know...

I still think it’s unfair...

How do you get to have your love?

But I’ve been the one who is

Always there.

I wish you would sometimes listen.

For me.

But I guess 

You can really sense the emotion in this poem. What talented people we have here at Ditch the Label 😀

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( this is a poem i wrote about my ex-girlfriend)

It’s been a while 

it seems that we haven’ t talked in a long time 

days 

weeks

months

so, there you are

it’s almost as if we agree to be friends 

the loosely used term 

because why would we be friends? 

actually, friends are there for each other 

you’re never there 

but not in the way, i want you to be 

toxic, thats what we are 

too toxic to each other 

fire and gasoline when separated 

but together the fire we create burns so brilliantly…

we seems very lively 

don’t you love that? 

pain and anguish

it’s almost as if you dont want to be here anymore 

again? are you leaving again? 

expect this time, i found out before you could tell me 

it’s not that you would ever do it…

because why would you do it?

why would you tell me? 

why would you save me the pain? 

why did i hurt you first? 

is that your answer?

do you think you can give it back to me? 

and is it just because i hurt you first?

thats not…

hello? 

im sorry….

i shouldn’t have been so angry…

i should just have listened to 

the next time i listen 

please come back this time, because i will listen to you 

i’ll let you do your thing…

now its repeated 

the same cycle of torture 

toxic fumes that radiate with each other 

and instead of covering our noses, simply…

inhale 

we must be made for 

we must be 

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4 hours ago, Aurora said:

Thanks so much for tagging me. You're absolutely right - I love this one. It's really well written and I like all the metaphors you've used. Plus I think it's a really important message - we need to quit putting each other in boxes. You're really talented TinyDinos 😀

Thank you, and of course :)

I like poems and I like pancakes, it seemed like the best idea ever when I had it lol 😂

I’m glad the message bets across clearly though. Being a teenage, Latinx, female comes with lots of prejudice and discrimination just by my last name alone. I wanted to draw attention to the stereotypes everyone perpetuates and got a little excited when I got an idea for a poem haha. Thanks for suggesting writings because it’s super therapeutic for me and it’s helped me bond with my mom a bit more recently ❤️

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1 hour ago, Solo_una_hermosa_chica said:

( this is a poem i wrote about my ex-girlfriend)

It’s been a while 

it seems that we haven’ t talked in a long time 

days 

weeks

months

so, there you are

it’s almost as if we agree to be friends 

the loosely used term 

because why would we be friends? 

actually, friends are there for each other 

you’re never there 

but not in the way, i want you to be 

toxic, thats what we are 

too toxic to each other 

fire and gasoline when separated 

but together the fire we create burns so brilliantly…

we seems very lively 

don’t you love that? 

pain and anguish

it’s almost as if you dont want to be here anymore 

again? are you leaving again? 

expect this time, i found out before you could tell me 

it’s not that you would ever do it…

because why would you do it?

why would you tell me? 

why would you save me the pain? 

why did i hurt you first? 

is that your answer?

do you think you can give it back to me? 

and is it just because i hurt you first?

thats not…

hello? 

im sorry….

i shouldn’t have been so angry…

i should just have listened to 

the next time i listen 

please come back this time, because i will listen to you 

i’ll let you do your thing…

now its repeated 

the same cycle of torture 

toxic fumes that radiate with each other 

and instead of covering our noses, simply…

inhale 

we must be made for 

we must be 

WTH YOU’RE LITERALLY SO TALENTED ❤️

Theres so much raw emotion in this poem. It’s so beautiful 💕 Thank you so much for sharing with us <3

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1 hour ago, Solo_una_hermosa_chica said:

( this is a poem i wrote about my ex-girlfriend)

It’s been a while 

it seems that we haven’ t talked in a long time 

days 

weeks

months

so, there you are

it’s almost as if we agree to be friends 

the loosely used term 

because why would we be friends? 

actually, friends are there for each other 

you’re never there 

but not in the way, i want you to be 

toxic, thats what we are 

too toxic to each other 

fire and gasoline when separated 

but together the fire we create burns so brilliantly…

we seems very lively 

don’t you love that? 

pain and anguish

it’s almost as if you dont want to be here anymore 

again? are you leaving again? 

expect this time, i found out before you could tell me 

it’s not that you would ever do it…

because why would you do it?

why would you tell me? 

why would you save me the pain? 

why did i hurt you first? 

is that your answer?

do you think you can give it back to me? 

and is it just because i hurt you first?

thats not…

hello? 

im sorry….

i shouldn’t have been so angry…

i should just have listened to 

the next time i listen 

please come back this time, because i will listen to you 

i’ll let you do your thing…

now its repeated 

the same cycle of torture 

toxic fumes that radiate with each other 

and instead of covering our noses, simply…

inhale 

we must be made for 

we must be 

Heyy @Solo_una_hermosa_chica, thanks for sharing this with the community. I just wanted to check how you are doing since the break up? If you need to speak about this more, please feel free to message on confidential support. Here for you!

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1 minute ago, Luie said:

Heyy @Solo_una_hermosa_chica, thanks for sharing this with the community. I just wanted to check how you are doing since the break up? If you need to speak about this more, please feel free to message on confidential support. Here for you!

we broke up in early 2022 so its old 

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13 minutes ago, TinyDinos said:

WTH YOU’RE LITERALLY SO TALENTED ❤️

Theres so much raw emotion in this poem. It’s so beautiful 💕 Thank you so much for sharing with us <3

thank you so much! writing poems is what helps me get my emotions out 

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4 minutes ago, Solo_una_hermosa_chica said:

thank you so much! writing poems is what helps me get my emotions out 

That is so cool, I would not have guessed that we had poem wizards here(take the complement lol) That is so cool, I am still thinking about sharing some of my art but am not sure yet😗

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1 minute ago, Equivalent Ways said:

That is so cool, I would not have guessed that we had poem wizards here(take the complement lol) That is so cool, I am still thinking about sharing some of my art but am not sure yet😗

thank you for the compliment💕!! i would love to see your artwork 😊

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