Poetry

“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.” (Dead Poets Society 1989)

If you too agree with the statement above, this category is for you. Here, our young journalists use their creativity to write personal, heartfelt pieces of art.

Whether we talk about their own poems or their interpretation on texts by renowned authors, our writers will surely awaken your spirit and hopefully inspire you to pick up the pen.

Let your imagination run wild and join us in the mesmerizing lyrical world!

I am

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"I am just a stranger. To myself, Into a corner, on the darkest shelf; February winds mock as I write: How much I miss you at night"
loneliness

Loneliness

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"I just I hope I'm not my only friend"
above my skin

Above my skin

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  Brushes and colors may not be my tools but come under blankets and see what sheets can do. It could be the sunset but it was not; It...
nothing like before

Nothing like before

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I put flowers in my hair and waited for the rain; I let the sky cry for me, I let my mind in obscure peace.
The realization

The realization

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  I can see life, I can see death. I can see light, I can see darkness. I can see the Sun, I can see the Moon,...

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