What is the next theme?

hi!! thank you sm peppermint & everyone else <3 

shameless self-plug aha; paradise will be re-updating soon! i'm currently on vacation so :33

next theme will be love & hate . 

uriel  

forgot to announce the date. here's the official thing: 

the theme is love & hate; poems are due on the 15th. happy writing! 

The way that you walk

Makes me smirk with like

That sashay swag makes me cringe

It's the worst

Your smile melts me down

Into a chocolate puddle

Such a smug grin

Turn down that ridiculous gleaming white

Of your teeth

How does your hair

Fall so perfectly

Over your eyes

So cute

Those bangs

Ugh

Why

So bad

I love how you make jokes

It makes me laugh

You think you funny

You not

I never knew something 

Could be so bad

Your touch is so soft

And it never fails

To warm me

Get your hands away

I mean

Seriously

No touchie

Your eyes are just so deep

Full of humor and love

There are plenty of other ways

To look

Your gaze is like fire

And not in a good way

Your voice calling my name

Gives me chills

It does give me chills

The kind that say 

“Go away, what do you want”

Love

Hate

Love 

Hate

Love

Hate

the necessity of force

"hate is a strong word," singsongs the well-meaning warden,

and i know this is so,

for the clench of my fist and the heat of my face tells me so;

i am young and injustice hits me bold and red ---

a cheater on the playground!

a bully on the swings!

a smirk at our bruised arms!

surely our world must quench such cowardice.

i am young and i wield wild hate.

"hate is a strong word," dribbles the necessity-wrought friend,

and i know this is so,

for the boiling in my gut has not stirred for months on end;

i am a teen and injustice leaks from my phone --- 

an oppression!

a rich man's greed!

a turned nose to our pain!

surely our world must buckle from such disaster.

i am a teen and i am still alive. 

I love the mask that

I put on; it's a happy,

Sunny smile and shining,

Excited eyes. I get to please

Everyone with this mask and

I can meet their expectations.

Aren't you tired? Of what?

Tired of putting on that cheerful

Happy mask? Why would I be

Tired…tired of pleasing

Everyone, making them all

Happy…? I love to put on this

Mask, no one can see what is

Truly on my mind…Are you sure

You love to please everyone?

Everyone but yourself? …why

Would I need to please myself?

The mask can get quite

Heavy sometimes; it's hard to

Smile when tears run thick

Behind the mask…So aren't you

Tired? Of that mask? I think…

Does it matter what I think?

It does, it's really what matters…

I think…I think…I'm tired.

I'm tired. I'm tired of that mask.

My sunny smile is etched in

Stone nowadays. Was it ever not? 

I can't please everyone without 

Pleasing myself. You don't 

Need to please everyone. I think

I'm tired. And I hate this mask.

It's happy and sunny, but it's

Not myself. [Are you sure? You

Loved this mask.] I never did.

And I never pleased myself.

Love Over Hate

Why 

Hate when you can 

Love why 

Shout when you can

Sing why zoom to the 

Bad when you can find the 

Good take a 

Second a 

Minute a 

Day whatever you 

Need take the long 

Path not the short 

One don't judge 

All on your first instinct 

When if you look a little 

Harder there's more than you 

Thought

After all 

The best things in life are built

From the blocks

Of

Love 

They say love is all

Birdsong and flowers,

Romance and pretty pink presents tied up with a bow;

Love is innocence and hope and always, always right

And love never strikes like a killer in the night,

Because that's hate.

I think love and hate are the same.

They're both a kind of strength and they both can hurt

In that kind of backhanded slap

That you can only see one side of. 

And if not the same, at least not that different

Because how can we love without hate

And hate without love?

(because I believe in credit, I admit this line originates from the HoO books, idk if it's exact wording though.) 

Love and hate

And hate and love

And when did we decide

Which is good and which is bad?

When the haters came?

We hate the haters

And we claim it's to put

Love back into the world...

And isn't it? 

Love and hate 

come from the same place

After all. 

I’m just a fragment of

What I used to be.

A fraction,

A shard,

Of memory.

I tried so hard

To hide

My true identity 

Under the mask

Of perfection,

Tried so 

Hard to be someone else,

Someone I wasn’t,

I lost myself.

I’m not lost,

But I’m not found.

Nothing is missing,

Yet I'm incomplete.

I keep on telling myself It will be OK,

I wish 

That I could

Believe myself. 

We used to be love,

But now it’s

Just hate.

It’s too late to save

What used to be

Us.

To you I was 

Just a flower,

A pretty thing

For you to 

Break.

Something to 

put on display.

Something 

To be broken,

And tamed.

I was something wild 

And fierce

A person who you didn’t know,

Didn’t see.

You only saw 

The outside 

A fragment of 

My true

Self.

You only saw

The reflection

Of the outside

Of a broken girl.