Rumman+Haq

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 * "Poetry is the silent voice that is heard everywhere inside of us..."**

My dearest Aunt brought me a blanket Bright pink revealing tints of green Overflowing with fur and silk I was all smiles As I was gifted with the blanket
 * Ode to My blanket (Ode)**

Coming home on a freezing day In a rush to hide underneath With warmth easing my body And the softness of the cushion Causing me to fall asleep Gripping onto it tightly Made me feel heavenly

Chills ran down my spine Cuddling underneath the blanket Soft as clouds and beams of the night Snuggling tightly

The enveloping quiet It was always so consoling The yelling and screaming of the day Seemed to melt away As I hid Under my blanket

Waking up with the blanket Watching the sun reflect against the sparkling pink Shifting angles with contentment Gripping the blanket between my arms As I relax in peace

Looking forward to the comfort When I reach my room Jumping onto the bed On bitter cold days Curling up underneath And then slowly falling asleep Is just like a dream come true to me


 * "The Move" (Praise Poem)**

I yelled and screamed Wondering how she could be so mean Begging not to move Asking her what she was trying to prove Tears poured down and began to overflow As I slammed my hands down against the stove

We argued all night About how everything was going to be alright My life was going to be turned into ruins What kinds of parents do this to their kids

Everything was going to change I had a bad feeling about my new home being strange This was going to be a difficult shift for me But I was told to stop acting like I was three

It didn’t turn out to be bad at all My father stopped me right before I was about to fall Once I was starting to adapt The parents were starting to feel like they were trapped They said everything hit them too fast

Passing by The clock flies Now that I’m here I appreciate them so much more Sometimes I think What would happen if we never moved

Crunching as she takes a step outside Quickly slipping on her red leather gloves Staring down as her feet hide Amazed by the fall as she stares above
 * Sensational Night in Snow (Sonnet Poem)**

Gazing at the untouched white Astonished by flakes glowing in the sky Unhurried as she walks through the night As the luminescent moon sparkles in her eyes

Obtaining the sense of day The touch of breeze flowing through her ears Cherishing the nightfall she pray Glancing at the beauty she leaves with no fears

Examining the colorless show This is what she calls a sensational night in snow

Here I am growing up with fear The future appears to be a mystery Life was much easier when we were young Going through school and struggles is extremely tough
 * Here I am (Riff Poem)**

You're being pushed in one direction Then your life takes a radical turn You get the impression that you are stuck As a child, we all deserve luck

Happiness brings us all peace Peace does not always bring us happiness We take lessons from our mistakes But our mistakes don't always teach us lessons Some of us may think life is like a fairytale The rest of us are extremely afraid to fail


 * Artwork**

I have never been one to write poetry but have always been one to read it. I never felt as if I had the creativity or thoughts to write a poem. As I made this poetry portfolio, I learned that poetry could be anything. It can be from something you put so much effort into or just thoughts and words coming straight from your brain. Everybody has a different interpretation of poetry. For my poetry, I find it easier to look at the design and ideas of other poets. That always helps me create my own unique ideas to write about. I usually keep my poetry simple because that is my capability but if I were to continue to become a stronger poet, I think I would emphasize more on ideas. In my opinion, what makes good poetry is when you use similes and creative words that gets people to think, but some of the best pieces can also be really simple.
 * My Poetry**


 * I Loved You First**
 * by Christina Rossetti**

I loved you first: but afterwards your love, Outsoaring mine, sang such a loftier song As drowned the friendly cooings of my dove. Which owes the other most? My love was long, And yours one moment seemed to wax more strong; I loved and guessed at you, you contrued me And loved me for what might or might not be— Nay, weights and measures do us both a wrong. For verily love knows not 'mine' or 'thine'; With separate 'I' and 'thou' free love has done, For one is both and both are one in love: Rich love knows nought of 'thine that is not mine'; Both have the strength and both the length thereof, Both of us, of the love which makes us one.


 * Remember**
 * By Christina Rossetti**

Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you planned: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad.


 * A Birthday**
 * By Christina Rossetti**

My heart is like a singing bird Whose nest is in a water'd shoot; My heart is like an apple-tree Whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit; My heart is like a rainbow shell That paddles in a halcyon sea; My heart is gladder than all these, Because my love is come to me.

Raise me a daïs of silk and down; Hang it with vair and purple dyes; Carve it in doves and pomegranates, And peacocks with a hundred eyes; Work it in gold and silver grapes, In leaves and silver fleurs-de-lys; Because the birthday of my life Is come, my love is come to me.

Christina Rossetti was an English poet who wrote a variety of romantic and devotional poems. The poem “I Loved You First" exposed the strong passion she had for the definition of love. The first line of the poem was “I loved you first” and beyond that she said that she fell in love first but later his appeared to be much stronger. The way I interpreted the line “I loved and guessed at you, you construed me-- And loved me for what might or might not be,” was how much she cared about her love and they were both able to understand each other but a part of her always felt as if he loved her more. The details Christina Rossetti used in her poem went beyond what people see love us. I think that “Remember” by Christina Rossetti is a love poem talking about a previous relationship where she wants to be remembered everything that they had. The poem had a consistency of rhyming. I think the lines “Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad,” mean that she wants them to smile when they forget but right after they should remember and be sad. I liked this poem because it was easy to understand with a lot of details. Simple poems can turn into really good ones like Rossettis. When I was reading the poems, she made it easy for the reader to understand the point of the poem. The poem “A Birthday” was different than the other ones I read because she used the line “My Heart” after every two lines. I liked how she used exaggerations to describe her heart. I think that in the line “My heart is like an apple-tree, whose boughs are bent with thick-set fruit,” she is trying to say that she has a big heart. In the second stanza of her poem, she didn’t use “My Heart” anymore and I thought she had a really strong ending. She ended the poem off by saying “Because the birthday of my life Is come, my love is come to me. The way I interpreted it was that finding love would be the birthday for the rest of her life.
 * Analysis**