Sleepless Nights

My bed is where I do my thinking
My head on my pillow figuring
I make plans & make decisions
Play around with my imagination

I think of what I did and could of done
I remember that argument I could of won
I recall each of my conversations
Looking up at the roof in concentration

I think about someone I love or hate
Times ticking, by its getting late
Shut my eyes tight to go to sleep
But then start wondering if they're thinking of me

Thinking of what my future will bring
Picturing my own happy ending
Wondering how different of a person I'll be
Will I last long enough to see

Shove and twist and turn
With eyes that can hardly open
Mind insists I continue recalling
But sleep takes over till the morning

~Eman A.Q

Pinch Me!

Sitting on a throne,
Made of marble stone.
In a white gleaming room,
Humongous and without a roof.
Is this some sort of dream,
Somebody...pinch me!

Wearing jewellery and a gown,
For entertainment; jokers and a clown.
Young ballerinas and men dancing in silver boots,
Birds singing a tune and sheep jumping through hoops.
This is too hard to believe,
Somebody..pinch me!

Lifting my head up high,
I see winged-creatures fly by.
But my right-hand man denies,
He says he sees gold in the sky.
And the magician claims he sees white bunnies,
The cook claims she sees apples dipped in honey.
Too peculiar to perceive,
Somebody...pinch me!

So instead I pinch my hand,
I feel pain and understand.
I'm in no form of sleep,
I'm not having one of them dreams.
I just change the way things are,
Imagining may be bizarre.
But you see, dreaming is no fun,
You wake up to see it's gone.
Pretend and allow your eyes to see,
Something other than reality.

~Eman A.Q

FIFA Inspired Poem! (In The Eyes Of The Player)

I hear the crowd roaring as one,
I feel the tension and vibes.
I smell sweat rolling down as I run,
I see my coach scream with might.

Everyone knows how to play the game,
Just get the ball in the net.
But most players seek fame,
So they try to score them selves.

I've got team mates that fake injuries,
And some that fight with the ref.
I've got team mates that get penalties,
But most wouldn't care less!

The amount of pressure put on us is unimaginable,
The feeling of being watched is nerve racking.
Players "accidentally" injuring us is unbearable,
Time ticking away is ground shattering.

But once the blow of a whistle is heard,
And the ref.s arm is raised.
There is nothing else running in your head,
But to find a way to celebrate.

~Eman A.Q

-If you enjoyed this poem and enjoyed the FIFA World Cup,
let me know by commenting down below...

How To Write A Poem!

                 

Why cant I write a poem? Why cant I ever get the words to rhyme? Is it that some people just have the talent and some don't? If you have this problem or as a poet do not understand why people ask these questions then stick around..

OKAY! So I have been asked this question so many times over and over 'How do you write these poems?' Well, its easier than you think! Think of it as song writing, remember in every song there is a poem.

First, you find something to sing about, think about that topic and just start writing what comes into mind like emotions or thoughts then you think of a chorus, now in most songs the chorus gets repeated in some point of the song so the title of your song should really be clear in the chorus. Finally you add a bit of different emotions maybe completely different from the last or just that same emotion but stronger in the end and THERE! You got yourself a song! Poetry is just like a song but with a different rhythm, I mean half the poems I write are later on changed to songs because you just need to add a tune and your done.

Alright, so maybe the topic part is tricky but remember a poem can be about absolutely anything so if you want a poem to be honest and full of emotion, this topic has to be important to you, if you know the subject well, then thoughts will just come flying to your head and you'll be ready! If it is something like nature, visit a park or go into your garden for the things you see might inspire a few lines and give you more ideas. But if you still cant think of a topic then just go ahead and start writing a poem, how? Let's play a game that a lot of poets have used in their early stages. This game is called 'Grand Theft Poetry'! So a poem begins with a snippet of a verse or maybe just two lines that seems to be random and the rest of the poem is just written around it. So to get this spark, we play the game.

•  Gather about 10 books of poetry by different authors or just print different poems off the internet
• Randomly pick a line from each poem but try to avoid finding the best one you see, just pick the first line
• Put these lines together and try to arrange them into a poem
• By putting two completely different lines together, you might be able to write the rest of your poem around it or it could just give you an idea for your own poem 
• Although not all poems need to rhyme, a wide majority of them do, so techniques to make your verses rhyme will be featured in another article!

Save your most powerful message or thought for the end of your poem. As all poets say, the last line is to a poem what a punch line is to a joke. Make your readers think about your poem even after reading it, make them feel what you feel. Try not to explain it, let the reader develop an understanding of your message.

When you have finally put your poem together, listen to your poem, read it out loud over and over. Make sure you learn the rhythm to your poem. Edit your poem, you can fix it up overtime or just rewrite the whole thing still keeping the same ideas you had before. 

Be patient to when it comes to poetry writing for it is definitely a skill that improves with practice, just like any other type of writing.

~Eman A.Q

-So if you found this useful, comment down below and if you were courageous enough to write a poem, share it with us!

 

Did You Ever Wonder?

Did you ever wonder
Why the three mice were blind?
Or when the wolf came
Red Riding didn't hide?
Or how five little ducks went out one day
And not three?
And Tom possibly can't
Catch Jerry?
Or why Snow White ate that apple
And Sleeping Beauty touched that spinwheel?
Or why Bella fell in love with a beast
Who didn't know how to eat his own meal?
Or why Jack climbed that bean-stalk
And Humpty climbed that wall?
And how Jack came back with an egg and a duck
And Humpy with a great big fall?

~Eman A.Q

-If you took the time to read the poem, you might as well tell me what you think,
So Just Comment Down Below..

Rusted Routine

Turn up my radio,
Hear my favourite song.
Played so many times,
But there's no one to sing along.

Wear my usual jeans,
Breakfast in the car.
Hair in a ponytail,
Nothing to bizarre.

Reach work late,
Say hi but no reply.
Favourite spot taken,
Cover that up with a sigh.

I need something new,
Something unique.
Something other than,
My rusted routine.

~Eman A.Q

-If you can relate or enjoyed this poem, let me know by commenting down below...

Chickenpox

Lieing restlessly in bed,
Feeling blue but I'm red.
Blanketed in dots and colour,
No empty spot left to cover.
Sun is what you'd call my face,
Bright and swollen, burning in flames.
Reluctant and irritated,
Itchy and contaminated.
Fed up and drowsy and drained,
Waiting for magic to cure my stains.
Tablets, syrups, name me the lot,
For I have been greeted by chickenpox!

~Eman A.Q

-I wrote this poem when I had the serious case of chickenpox last year! So if you you've had the chickenpox or just enjoy this poem, let me know by commenting down below..

About This Blog!

Hiya Everyone!
Welcome to my blog! So as you can tell from the address of this website this blog is all about poems so poetry lovers, you are in luck! I will hopefully post poems and articles mostly written by me so give me your feedback good or bad  and feel free to comment. I shall try my best to keep my blog updated and fresh so please dont abandon it after viewing it for the first time. Now let the Poetry Awesomeness begin!

~Eman A.Q~