iambic pentameter

I'm the prince of this piece of peaceful land
But the peace is broken by two families
It's The Montagues and the Capulets
They bring chaos to the quiet old streets
I had to make a law to stop their fight
Why are they so rough and cannot calm down
I wish I was a prince of another town.

new face

I sometime wish i had a different face, because i want to try a new face to the world. I want to try not showing any emotions to the world, not caring and not being cared by the world. I want to observe the world with my straight face, showing no reaction to anything. I bet having a new face feels like being a bird.

But along with wishes I have for a new face, i think there is going to be som negative sides for having a new face. When I put on a new face, no one would realize that it's me just by looking, not even my family. Putting on a new face might mean a new world, but the new world might not be the perfect world imagined.

hope

hate poem reflection

i thought this poem was pretty easy compared to other things, because all i had to do was express my hate. i think it is easy to write this hate poem when a person is not in a good mood, thinking about bad things. but it was a bit tricky to express my hate in the most hating way

hate poem

i hate you

i hate the way you dress

i hate the way you look

i hate the way you smirk

i hate the way you stink

i hate the noise you make

i hate the mood you create

i hate your hairstyle

i hate how you way your tongue

i feel sorry for my eyes

that has to see you

i feel sorry for my nose

that has to breath the same air as you

i feel sorry for my ear

that has to hear your crap

i feel sorry for my nerves

that senses you

poem

i am from cross

from woods and nails

i am from blood,

from blood cells and veins

i am from tears,

from pain and wounds i never knew as a child

i am from the shepherd

as one of the lamb,

I am from the star

from sky and darkness,

I am from the fig tree,

from its berries and seeds

that have filled me long since.

I am from the farmer,

from the fields and seeds,

I am from the love,

from death and life,

from every droplets of love and care for each lamb in the herd.

pearl reflection

“If this story was a parable”.... This statement from the introduction got to me before I started the story. I was kind of looking through the book, and that statement in the beginning of the book pulled me in before the story. It had me going thinking. What would we learn from the story that makes this story a good parable? I’ve been thinking about that question as I’ve been reading the story.
The first part of the story was similar to the other common short stories. The main character and his family is poor, but they’re having a good life. They get mistreated, but there is always people somewhere to cheer him up. And one day, they discover something really good. I could relate myself to the story, because whenever I’m facing trouble, people are always there to help me cheer up and go through the hardships. And there follows something so good that I’ve never expected, which seems perfect for a while.
The huge pearl that Kino found can be reflected as a good happening in a person’s life. They seem so good and perfect the moment we discover and interact with it, but its side-affects comes rampaging towards you in a blink of an eye. When Kino found the pearl and the news became the hot issue of the town, it seemed like every goods were coming to him. The auction held didn’t satisfy him, because of his greed. If he let go of the pearl at that time, it wouldn’t have caused more bad things to him. But he kept holding on to the pearl, until he became attached to it that he said that the pearl is part of him. He couldn’t throw the pearl away when someone tried to steal it, when his house was burned down, and when his canoe was destroyed. And finally, the pearl causes his loved one’s death, ended up Coyotito being killed.
As people live throughout their life, they come across hardships often, and when they come across something really valuable, it seems like they’re trying to compensate all the hardships that they went through. They keep seeking for more values which seems impossible to satisfy, which finally causes failure. People could’ve been satisfied and be not greedy, but their greed ends up making them can’t stop and think they can get more than what they have, so they seek for more and more. It’s like how gamblers be addicted to gambling. They seek more money and more fortune, so they risk more money toward the pot, and they end up losing their money, not even able to get back what they started with.
We, as people should learn not to be too greedy, because a little greed might be a good motivation in my opinion, but too much of those can result in a destruction of their lives.