Announcement, poem, Poetry, poetry competition, thank you

WE Did It Guys!

I’d like to thank everyone for their support and to share some good news as well. We did it! I won 2nd place for the poetry competition I joined and it was an amazing feeling. I was able to perform my piece and receive the prize as well.
Again, thank you so so very much. For being here and reading my poems. I really appreciate it. I’ll be posting the poem that got me 2nd place later today (it’s actually 2am here) so just stay tuned for that. That’ll be all for now and stay awesome guys! 😀

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Announcement, Blogging, need help, poem, Poetry, poetry competition

I Need Everyone’s Help

This post will not be like my previous ones, but it’s about a poem. I’ll be blunt here, I need help. I joined a poetry competition and I submitted my piece via Facebook. I need to increase the number of “likes” so my piece has a chance of winning. I haven’t posted that poem here yet because the competition is still on going. This is the last day for voting, so I’m hoping to get everyone to help me out. Click the link to check it out. Just click on the “English Category” photo then start scrolling down to find my name, Kregian Vareare Miral, and give my piece a thumbs up because it would really help me out a lot.

I thank all of you for the support you’ve given me and don’t worry, whether I win or lose, which is I’m pretty confident that I’ll win with all of your help, I’ll keep making poems. Poetry is in my blood and to deny it, is to deny myself of living my life. Again, thank you and stay awesome guys!

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climate change, global warming, poem, Poetry, reality

Torrid Humid, Weather Swelter

Something is wrong,
Something isn’t right.
Like the heat is too strong
And the sun shines too bright.

I remember when I was kid,
When playing and eating was all I ever did.
It wasn’t this freaking hot.
Right now, I feel like I’m inside a boiling pot.

Here in Cebu, the temperature is very humid.
90 degrees Fahrenheit, yes this true.
If we convert that to Celsius, as I what I did,
The equivalent number is around 32.

Now take a look at those numbers, alright?
And tell me what do you conclude.
You think people here are burning, right?
You probably think the heat forced us to go nude.

You might think this is a joke,
Made by some dimwit bloke.
I wish I was telling you this inside a comedy booth.
But this is really an inconvenient truth.

The world’s global temperature is indeed rising.
That’s why reports of heat stroke are also increasing.
That’s why the ice on the poles are constantly melting.
That’s why arctic creatures are slowly dying.

The average temperature on all land and ocean surfaces
Has warmed to 0.85 degrees Celsius.
That’s 1.53 degrees in Fahrenheit
And that’s a rising number we should fight.

If global warming continues,
It’s not just the animals who will perish soon.
Every living being on Earth will be doomed.
All thanks to humanity’s abuse.

Sea levels will rise and the soil will die.
Vegetation won’t grow no matter how hard we try.
Potable drinking reservoirs will soon go dry.
Almost all life on this planet will undergo extinction,
As we slowly die from hunger and dehydration.

Future generations will have nothing left
Except for a barren place.
A world abandoned to a state of bereft.
A world that has clearly fallen from grace.

Is this the kind of legacy we want to leave?
Is this the kind of thing we wish to pass on?
We wouldn’t want our offsprings to suffer, I believe.
That’s why we must move and take action!

If we truly want to save our existence,
We have to take care of Mother Earth.
If we continue to be negligent and dense,
We end up losing the planet of our birth.

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better state of mind, happiness, happy, Inspirational, motivational, poem, Poetry, positive vibes, positivity

Everything Will Be Alright

Life will bombard us with problems, left and right.
Times will be hard and finances will go tight.
Food will be scarce and hunger will fill the night.
But despite this, everything will be alright.

Hardships will come, covering up what’s bright.
Darkness will consume what’s left of the light,
And we might stumble and crawl inside this blight.
But despite this, everything will be alright.

Our knees may tremble as we feel its fright.
Our hearts may sink and the Devil may delight.
Our souls may whimper at this unfortunate plight.
But despite this, everything will be alright.

For time passes by in the blink of an eye.
Happy and sad events, both will bid goodbye.
So don’t worry about everything because the Universe is always right.
When times are difficult, remember that everything will be alright.

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better state of mind, happiness, happy, Inspirational, loving yourself, poem, Poetry

Cheer Up

Sunshines and kittens aren’t really my thing.
If I were to compare my life with anything,
It’d be the video games Silent Hill and Evil Within.
Games of constant torment, horror and struggle.
A life of misery and hardship accompanied by trouble.

As horrible and as gruelling as my life truly is,
I admit there are things to be happy about.
Like how my cats and dogs bring joy to me and bliss.
Like how a scrumptious meal satisfies my mouth.

Like when I read my poems and I find myself in awe.
Amazed by the fact that they are something I wrote.
Poems that deliver mixed emotions like “yuck” and “awww.”
Poems in which I embedded my dreams and hope.

Like when I listen to some music to calm my furious brain.
Like how the Sun would shine through your window pane,
And say to you “Good morning. It’s me again!
It’s a new day so forget about your sorrows and pain!”

So stop your sulking and your crying.
Put a smile on your face that’s always frowning. There are lots of things to be thankful for.
So cheer up and don’t let your day be a bore.

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animal rescue, change in people, having a pet, Inspirational, poem, Poetry

The Man and His Empty House

A man lived alone in his quiet house.
It was an empty home devoid of life.
There was no one with him, not even a sneaking mouse.
Although the place was peaceful, he still lived in strife.

His life was meaningless and it was empty like a discarded bottle.
He was tired and weary from all of the battle.
The battle that he fought for all these years.
All of his hardship, his sweat and tears.

But then he found a creature that tugged at his heart.
A creature that was helpless and whose life had been torn apart.
He took it home and showered it with love and care.
He saved the creature from a life of pain and despair.

Now, the stray dog fills him with joy.
He now has a friend and a companion, not merely a toy.
A companion who is loyal and would never leave his side.
A friend who would be his, until the day he died.

A man used to live alone in his quiet and empty house.
But now it is full of life, thanks to the dog he brought into his house.

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Depression, effects of money, honesty, poem, Poetry

The Truth About Drinking

I’d be lying if I told you I’m not a drunkard anymore.
In reality, I’m such a liqouor obssessed man whore.
I know that I should resist this destructive vice.
But it is the only thing that makes me relax and revise.

Revise my thoughts and think about deeper things.
Though at the end of the day I’m still stuck in this stupor.
I can’t help but think I have a problem with this kind of thinking.
But who the hell cares? I’m just a nobody drinking.
Drowning myself in the arms of an alcoholic rapport.

I thought I’m out of this circle, I thought I’m out of this loop.
But reality tells me I just ran out of a group.
A group of money where I can drink to my heart’s content.
I’m not talking about the people, just a poor effort and attempt.

Attempt to try and conceal what I really am.
And who I am is an alcoholic fan.
A fan for the beverages that numbs my senses.
An addict to the substance that fogs my lenses.

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