Questions

Always I tell myself
some questions about my life
they are not letting me sleep at night
I need to take them out of my mind
the most common ones would be:

What if I am not really here?
and if I have no ears?
what if I fail the test?
what if I am hit by all the rest?
what if my parents die?
what if they see me cry?
what if I become very fat?
what if I become hurt by a big cat?

The "what if" is always there
but someday I will take it out
I will have no nightmares
anymore, not again.

Category C
Pen name: Eder Alvarez Balanta

Brother

I had a little brother
First, I thought he wouldn’t bother
But then, I told my mother
That my little brother
Was as pesky as a joker.
My mother said that it is normal
That one brother bothers another,
She said also that brothers are so special,
And I have to take him in.
“Later on when you grow up
And your brother doesn’t bother
You will notice that a brother,
Is not just a type of bother.
Quite the contrary, you will see.
So I can tell you that a brother
After all, is not a bother at all.”


Category C
Pen name: GJ

POEM
Problems

Last week, while I was thinking in my bed,
About some problems around me;
I was thinking in my head
And some whatifs appeared to me:

What if I´m dumb at school?
What if I start howling to the moon?
What if I don´t pass the test?
What if I can´t do my best?
What if I´m not faster than you?
What if they don´t tell me the truth?
What if I don´t know what to do?
That would be a problem too …


Category C
Nickname: Pacha147

Big Brother

I have a big brother
Once he hit me hard
But his hit was deeper than that
Because of that, I told my mum
However, she didn´t listen to me
Therefore I told my dad
And just as my mother did, he ignored me
So I went alone to my room
And it was at that moment that I realized
That my brother had hurt my heart.


Category C
Pen name: The mole

BECAUSE NATURE TOLD US SO
“Mosquito”

Splat.
Another one bites the dust.

Such inevitable fate
As we’ve been cursed.
As we lust for blood.
Because nature told us so.

We are unwanted guests.
Our skills are put to test.
We have no time to rest.

Sting.
An interlude between our wings.

We have finished our meal.
The wound starts to heal.
There is no time for relief.
We don’t know what would happen if…

It is not Darwin’s fault.
It is not Kafka’s either.
It is not even our fault.
Because nature told us so.


Category C
Pen name: No Expectations.

Why not just playing?

Why do we only try to win?
Why if you lose you're nobody?
Why don't we just play
Having fun, enjoying the game?

Why losing always means death?
If every player does the same
Not succeeding in your whole life
Then, what's up? Let's just smile!
What if we just don't care?
Some people win, some other fail
Winning is not the sun
Losing is not the rain

Thousands of stupid wars
Why don't people just live life?
Suffering, tears and pain
Can’t you see?
Life is not about defeat,
We should love the other, live with him.

Like a bird which learns to fly
We might learn, to live our life




Category C
Pen name: Spider Man

My bag

In my bag there´s a book,
Oh look! There´s also a hook!
In my bag there´s a bear,
Oh, this I swear.
In my bag I found the sky.
Well, this may be a lie,
But I really want to make this poem rhyme.

My bag is full of things,
Awesome things.
If you dare look into it,
I am really proud of it.
Although it may be small,
It contains what I care most.
Without my bag,
My life would really suck.


Category C
Pen name: Willy Wonka