Publicity

It's a light first couple of weeks for the new semester and my class has graduated from Year 1 guinea pigs to Year 2 guinea pigs. The new first years sure have things easy but I'm glad they'll have less trouble (not that they won't have any at all, because they're bound to run into those) than we did.

We're still the class to experiment with though. And we will be until we move onto our clinical years from 4th year (since that's nothing new in Barbados...only the pre-clinical programme is new). The first year curriculum has changed so much that it almost sounds like something totally different! If things get better, I'm fine with it though. =]

Awhile ago, I had a good friend tell me that I should try to get my poems out there...like...into the public. Initially, I laughed it off but then I started considering it but I never knew how to go about it. He suggested that I enter my poems in NIFCA but I was never confident enough to go about it. The National Independence Festival for Creative Arts (NIFCA) is a sort of competition that showcases the artistic talents of Barbadians of all ages in literary arts to photography to dance. Sometime later he suggested a poetry bar (or something like that) located in town...but I certainly don't have the courage for that either (not to mention, I don't like town). So after those suggestions, as much as I would've liked to get my poems out, I never did.

Just last month, I found out that my friend's sister is working for the Nation (one of our local newspapers) and that she's the editor of a youth magazine that the Nation is starting up. She wanted to know if any of her brother's friends write. I showed her my blog and a couple of my poems and she decided to take them in. I got a call earlier and found out that the magazine came out today and my poem (or poems?) is in it! I'm quite ecstatic xD

I'll be getting my copy of the magazine tomorrow so I'll get to show it off =D Can't wait to see it!

Trust, Change & Friendship

Life is an ocean tide

Love is the sweetest honey

Friendship is a double-edged sword

And betrayal runs as deep as the scarlet flowing within us.

By: Me

I've been thinking about a lot of things recently. For some reason, a trip to Trinidad always gives me some sort of revelation of what's happening in my life. I guess that's another reason why I look forward to my trips back there almost every year.

Friendships are precious things, aren't they? But not many of them stay with you for as long as you'd like. People change. There will always be people around to help out and many acquaintances to be made, but how many are true friends? People grow apart as they grow in life. Our experiences make us who we are. Sometimes people grow closer with change. We are who we are. We can't always flow smoothly along the river just because we want to. There are things that we have no control over. So when it's time to let go, then we must learn to do so.

Letting go can be painful. But if there's a person bringing down your good moods and is just being a constant drag on your spirit, then it's necessary. Such a person can only be holding you back being the best you can be and holding you back from spreading your wings, whether they're aware of it or not. Nobody deserves to be unhappy. Chaos and confusion - no thanks. A simple talk can lead to an argument and I much prefer to avoid confrontations such as those. I like it when everyone can get along without one person trying to take charge. Of course, reality is what it is and humans are unpredictable beings.

Change is a part of life. We all need to learn to accept it and move on. It doesn't help to live in the past.

Pianist's Keys

I've recently discovered how I like things that are black and white. Without realising it, the Giant Panda has become my favourite animal and the piano has always been my favourite instrument. I've always had the desire to learn how to play it but I was never able to find the time. So instead, I'm quite content with listening to others with the blessed talent play it.

I was listening to the Chinese pianist Lang Lang play the other day and, while I was half-asleep, ended up writing a rather short poem about it. I'm not even sure if it makes much sense, having been half-asleep and all, but I don't particularly like to change my poems once they've been completed. And I'm so nice, that I'll be more than happy to share it with those who would like to take a glimpse at it. =] Do tell me if you like it ^.^

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Pianist's Keys

Written, of course, by the one and only: Miori

The tunes of your solo

Capture every breath I take.

I'm never more aware of my own heartbeat

As it hums the melody you produce.

Harsh and delicate,

Grave and cheerful,

Black and white,

My soul yearns to sing with you.

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A New Attempt =)

So, an acquaintance of mine seemed to have decided to go and upset me today and since I don't like to be upset, I decided to write a poem. Poetry writing always makes me feel better...even if the poem isn't much good lol. But of course, I'm still doing what I can to improve =]

Trapped

Ensnared in my vision
You've run out of luck.
Motivation you will not find here.
This place is a dark gray at its brightest
Filled only with darkness.
Inspiration you will not find here.
What will you do now?
Pain & Agony
Fear & Solitude.
There's nowhere to run.
You cannot hide
From your pitiful self.
You lack courage
You lack strength
You'll find no escape
What were you living for?
Do you know?

Obsession

So, out of the very little studying I have accomplished for the day so far, I ended up writing a poem. This one's actually not based on anything in my life or anyone else I know. It was a fairly random one...I have written one in a couple of weeks but I'm still trying to improve my writing skills. So I hope it's not too bad.

Obsession

Obsession you say?
I will do all I can to find logic from untruths.
To decode where there is nothing
I will pull every string within my reach.
I will search every mile on this Earth's surface.
I will drill to the core of the planet.
There is nothing that is impossible.
Nothing that i cannot reach.
Obsession you ask?
My obsession is driven by a lie,
By a desire to seek the truth.
I will find all evidence.
There is nothing you can hide.
With a persuasive tongue
All will turn against you
All will see your deception
Those tales you tell will fall on deaf ears.
You have nothing.
You have no one.
You have forgotten honesty
And lost all integrity.

The Perfect Shade of Purple

I'm still not studying! And I'm quite ashamed of it. *sigh*

I went shopping with my mom this evening. Well she wanted to go for curtains and bedsheets but we ended up buying clothes and jewellery as well, haha. Fun stuff. But I did get a couple pairs of dress pants for whenever I have some semi-formal kind of things to go to for Med so now my wardrobe isn't all casual anymore! We also got this little fake plant thingy that I took a picture of in the dark for some reason. It looked really nice.Today was sunny! Yay! After the many days of rain and getting my car all dirty after washing it..twice *sigh* not much I can do about that I guess. Oh and I discovered I had other friends who didn't know I wrote poems lol I find this so fascinating. I've known these people for like 7 years! So I told him that I wrote a poem called "Boredom" one day and he wanted to read it...helping me realise that I couldn't find it! So I had to go get it from another friend who had it (luckily). So I thought I'd share it =)

Boredom

I sit here blankly.
Staring into non-existence.
Listening to the howling wind,
Hearing the rustling leaves.
All other sounds echo in my mind.
Seeing, feeling, hearing, smelling, tasting
...senses whisked away by a fierce breeze.
Then,
Sight comes first.
And the smallest, brightest glimmers of light
Like silver glitter on the dark background
Like stars shining in the night sky.
Silence and darkness enveloping.
What do i do here?
Lost in oblivion,
Where can i go?

Poetic Me

So today I went to a conference: Continuing Medical Education Conference and spent a good 6 hours there. It was just a series of lectures about varying topics. Most of them were fairly interesting, a couple of them lost my attention and my thoughts drifted and I ended up thinking about how I hadn't written a poem in awhile (since the beginning of April).

I quite miss doing those. It has a relatively relaxing effect on my mind when it comes to some rather emotional issues in my life and since I've been feeling a little emotionally unstable lately I thought I'd write something. I don't think they're that great, I'm very sure I've written much better. But my excuses are that I haven't written anything in ages so I'm rusty with the writing and I've been mentally tortured in the past 2-3 months so that part of my brain doesn't work so well at the moment ^_^

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You're My Happiness

Everyday I think of you
In everything I do,
Everything I say.
All my habits
Remind me of you.
Our friendship is my happiness.
Your happiness is my happiness.
Over time,
I know you won't see me
The same way again.
But I know my heart for you
Will never change.
Our history is clear.
Our memories are unforgettable.
I'll love you forever.
And I'll never forget about us.
Will you?

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Warmth

I watch on as the flaky white snow
Falls lightly to the ground.
I watch on as it builds up slowly.
Such wonderful cold weather.
I'm all wrapped up
With my mug of coffee
Doing what I can to keep warm
And I can't help the way
My thoughts drift to you.
Wishing you were here with me
To keep my company
To keep my warm.
I sip my coffee
And stare blankly out the window.
Just thinking of you
Make me feel just a little bit warmer.

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