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Okay so to enhance my work I started using Pinterest and yes for my poetry but in a different way.. I'm using Pinterest to post quotes from the poetry I've written... Maybe I can inspire someone..
It's just that sometimes I write poetry and I'm amazed by the lyrics that I came up with so i'm sharing it with you guys... hope you enjoy..... 

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My Inability to Forgive

Hi Guys!!!!

So today I'm having a bad day.... A really bad one.... Have you ever had a problem that others tell you about and you yourself know that you have that problem but you're just too weak to fix it? Well that's me today... I know that my inability to forgive has ruined a lot for me from my previous intimate relationship to my relationship with my former best friend and I just don't know how to fix it... I just want everything to be okay again but it's not and I've given up hope on how to fix the problem... I feel myself drowning and everyone is telling me that they know I can swim but I just can't.... I hate feeling like this :( ...

Anyway I wrote this poem about a week ago and it expresses how I feel about forgiveness.... 

My 2015 new year’s resolution – Forgiveness

My dad’s words of wisdom, Carisa you must learn how to forgive

My mom’s advice that never seems to fade- Carisa Forgive and forget

But I do, don’t I?

Ok I don’t, Forgiveness is the blind area of my Johari Window.

But why must I forgive you for the one hundred and thirty nine times you hurt my though?

So that you could just do it again, I let you in and you take advantage just like it has always been.

My whole thing is why do something and then ask for forgiveness when it could have been avoided in the first place.

Isn’t that like stabbing somebody in their back and then smiling in their face?

Isn’t that like spitting in my tea and watching me drink it?

I think like my life would be better without forgiveness, I don’t want It complicated.

I give you chance you screw up, it’s on you, you put yourself in that predicament.

I don’t like disappointment; as a matter of fact I’m terrified of being disappointed

I like order I don’t ever want to feel disjointed. This is exactly why I don’t let anyone in

Because they take advantage and their disloyalties they spin

Experts and philosophers say when you forgive it’s really yourself that’s free

But those theories will not fly by me, what really are you free or escaping from?

I’m not dumb, I was never a prisoner of my unforgivness but rather a conqueror of your deceitfulness

A security at the wall of my own levelheadedness

I know people make mistakes but what makes me so different

While don’t I ever meet the disappointers on the equivalent?

Why can’t someone not be able to forgive me

I guess I’m too much of a goody goody.

Why can’t I be on someone’s unforgiveness list?

Mom and dad I can’t promise you forgiveness .

I Got Them!! Thanks Everyone :*

Saturday 21st March 2015 was World Poetry Day and on my facebook page The Word Korner I challenged a few aspiring poets like myself to post  a piece of their work on my page. I received two poems another person was too shy to post but I've had the honour of reading and listening to her work and she is talented. here are the two poems I received.

that poem was written by Ryan Bachoo and the other by Judine Ryan, funny how her surname is his first name... lol
Judine Ryan is also in my communications via social networking class and she has a blog LEZLINE
check it out....

ZONING

You looking at me, looking at you trying to unlock you

I’m guessing your password starts with I

Because I’m encrypted inside your secret files

I’m not over ambitious so I’m waiting for you to reveal the personal thoughts

Explain why our eyes are lost in a daze looking at me, looking at you

Insane feelings, I swear I hear your voice screaming

Through the noise

Hopeless feelings

Living on fallacies I’ve already connected all her dots

These crazy games we play for thrills, stirring confusion

Comforting lies that she was beyond me 
And I was just a voyeur seeking pleasure on her bareness

Looking for the brighter side

Our brighter side is deeper than unearthed treasures

Deeper and darker than undiscovered galaxies

She’s untouched, untainted, disguised

Our worlds are a nostalgic catastrophe

She’s exciting,  misery masquerading as strangers 

Camouflaged, impatiently waiting 
Watching her smiles wasted on the randomness of unsystematic admirer 
Broken records with over played, shabby line like girl “you’re too beautiful to be here alone”

Rushed words, misinterpreted, ruin intimate exchange

Looking at her, looking at me this delinquently romantic escapade, 
We’re over lust Over analyzed…girl come over here and talk to me

So thanks guys and please feel free to post your poetry on The Word Korner.

On another note I wrote a poem about forgiveness. Forgiving is where I fall short and I have ruined alot relationships because of my inability to forgive :( . My dad says it, My mom says it and now I see it. So stay tuned for my spoken word poem about forgiveness!

Touching - This one is dedicated to my loved one #youmatter

I think it's touching when poets dedicate their poems to others, an unborn child (daughter or son) a lover or a family member. Sarah Kay has dedicated a poem  her future daughter and poet William Royster dedicated one to his unborn son. I wrote a poem about my dad once but I was much younger and today I'm not satisfied with the content, I plan however to rewrite on because like I mentioned before my dad means the world to me and sometimes it's hard to express. But I will make it my duty to let him know how much he means in my poetry... I also dream of a daughter in the future and I will try to write one for her as well, I believe I will make a good mother. Some of my favourite lines from William's poem are: " I promise to love you as if it's the only thing I've ever done correctly." "I will let you know that you have always been a premeditated miracle." 
It's a deep poem, I almost cried, but then again I cry for almost anything.. Sarah Kay's poem was covered in an earlier blog. 
Here are the links #thewordkorner 
Letters to my son

First Poem Posted on Circle of Poets TT

Okay....... It's been sent to admin for approval... Circle of Poets TT is a facebook site that allows aspiring poets like myself to post their work and get feedback from other poets or group members. Note half of them are probably well established poets #nervous..... Now if you read my introduction you would see that I never read my poems  for anyone, so this is a big step for me.. Okay it's approved.. #OMG my heart is racing.. What if they don't like it? What if they bash me? What if, What if? What if?  I swear this course is taking me out of my comfort zone, things you do for a good grade... I will let you guys know if anyone commented on my poem and who knows I may even post more.. #feelingoptimistic 


Circle of Poets TT

  

The one that got away - Spoken word poetry

This poem was my first attempt at spoken word poetry and I randomly decided to merge education and a relationship because I think people don't really talk about how difficult it is to balance education/studying with anything else, one of them will always be more important. 

It took me a couple dedicated hours to write this poem and even though it's pretty short I like it and I think others can relate to the poem.. What do you do? Do you put love before a degree or a degree before love? It's confusing because you don't want to be alone but you don't want to be uneducated which can lead to many other downfalls. 

In the video I left out some key lines because of nerves and getting tired of starting over and over, swear the video I uploaded is probably take 999, so at the bottom is the text for the poem, "the one that got away".  Let me know what you guys think. 

The one that got away

Hmmm thinking about it now I let you slip through my fingers

While I used them to hold a pen, flip a page or type an assignment

I was so caught up in using education to prepare my future that I ignored you’re your dedication to build a future with me.

Unconsciously I neglected your proposal to give me your love, your support, your heart to give me your all

It seems like I took better care of the hearts I drew in bored lectures in the corner of my notepad then I did yours,

I was so occupied with building my GPA to 4 that I never saw, understood, appreciated, comprehended, fathomed, felt, followed, got, grasped or realized that from a man I couldn’t ask for more

 As I sit here and look back, I try over and over to blame everything on you, and as many times as I try that’s something I can’t do, because I was the problem,

So I would like to sincerely apologize in this spoken word poem.

Apologize for the nights I was too tired to ask about your day, even though you were never too tired to ask about mine

Apologize for picking unnecessary fights, oh how I wish I could get back all those wasted times

Say I’m sorry for not acknowledging the little things you did, how you would jump around like a little kid

In your attempts to distract my study, or in the intimate times how you would past your fingers all over my body

The candle light dinners, flowers, and random calls in the middle of the day, just to say hey, even though you knew I would rush you off the phone quickly because I was always busy

It’s so funny because I sat in my graduation ceremony and I looked to my left and to my right and you were not beside me,

And although I graduated with honors it would have been an honor to have your support

It’s unfortunate our life together was cut short

So as I use these fingers to write this poem and to stop the tears from wetting the page

I throw the photo album of us on the floor in rage

Realizing that there is nothing left to do or say

But you were the one that got away...