Actually, it was Bernie who found Jessica's blog. I was looking my profile and saw that I followed this blog. When I discovered it, I went through a few posts and commented. Maybe a few days later, I noticed that someone had commented on my recent post. Back then, it wasn't normal for me to get comments. It ended up to be Jessica who commented and she still remains one of my main supporters of my writing. I'm so thankful to God for her. She's a great writer herself, by the way. Her blog is unique, creative, and original, and I would encourage to follow! Keep blogging, Jessica:)
Now, for my pink post. This poem needs an explanation. To be honest, it took awhile to get an idea for it. I wanted to write a poem, but I didn't know how the color pink could fit into it. Humorously, the idea for this poem came after I watched Winnie the Pooh, for the first time in years. When I was a little kid, I adored Winnie the Pooh, up until I was ten maybe. Watching it really took me back to those days. I realize how different we think now than when we were children. Our priorities, tastes, and outlook on life is not the same.
So I thought about our childhood. Things like pink clouds, like cotton candy, represents how innocently we thought back then. As we got older, we couldn't wait to grow up, to make our own decisions. But now, I find myself missing my childhood years, when I wasn't aware of the twisted lies the world possess. When everything was so simple and innocent before it got complicated on me. Just think about it. When we were young, our worse problems were getting in trouble with our parents, but now we're obsessed with all things social media. That inspired me.
The Pink Clouds
When we were children,
we lived in pink clouds.
Happy and cheerful
Before the lies got loud.
Do you remember those days?
When all you knew was just one way
Laughed until you fell asleep
And closed your eyes and wanted to dream.
Now it's all about our social life.
Followers, comments, hits, and likes.
We shut our doors, block the world out.
Hiding our fears and forgetting our doubts.
Do you remember Peter Pan
Flying fast and free in Never Land
It's a wonder, his life goal
To live life and never grow old
Back then, I didn't understand
But now I see through his plan.
Some truth that we don't see
Our best times are our childhood memories.
We believed in happy endings.
We were satisfied and soft
But now, we're stressed over little things.
Wondering what could be the cause.
Now we go, refuse to wait
Get tricked again, lost in a maze.
We think we, but we're fooled by the mask.
Giving ourselves to things that don't last
And if I could give my young self advice
Through all the happiness, pain, and tears,
I'd tell myself to stay in the pink clouds
At least a few more years.
This isn't my best work, but I thought it would be good for the Pink Challenge. Please do check out Jessica's blog. She almost has 50 followers! Thanks again, Jessica, for doing the Pink Challenge. I had fun writing this poem:)
AWWWWWWWHHHHH!!! <3 This is so sweet, Sarah! I'm so glad Bernie stumbled upon my blog; I consider you one of my best blogging buddies! (What a tongue twister. ;) What you said was so so sweet. I love your poem! Childhood memories are something that really hits on me. =) The poem is perfect! I love it. =) <3
ReplyDeleteThank you very much for doing this! =)
Love you <3
~Jess