A Thousand Words

I can’t read nor write They look at me with pity Like I’m born silly You don’t know what it’s like. Sometimes they get mad, alright They said this should be easy But reading frustrates me Cause I can’t get b and d right.   Why wouldn’t they know It’s tough for me too Why couldn’t they show How to get this through Cause I do want to know How to read like you do. -sakinah, 13/11/2020- p/s: This poem is written to promote the digital innovation I created to fulfil the requirements of my coursework (TSLB31152-Digital Innovation in Teaching and Learning). My digital innovation project is aimed to help young learners and dyslexic pupils in recognizing letter sounds and shapes as well as spelling English words. For further information, visit  https://bit.ly/3ln84sY .

I was staring at the sea The waves were charging at me But they quickly went back Then they came again. Was I like that too Back and forth Repeating mistakes Putting in the wrong piece In a messy puzzle Knowing it’s wrong And yet, I Keep putting in the wrong piece Honestly, what’s wrong with me? Was I like that too Back and forth In between  Giving it up or keeping it up The puzzle was still a mess And still, I Couldn’t figure out my way Honestly, what’s wrong with me? But it was time To be free         The waves were never the same They came back different And the puzzle shall be There was no wrong piece For it was an abstract picture Put a different piece And it shall come out different And I could never be wrong For it was made to be different For every different decision. -27/3/2020- p/s: not sure if it makes any sense though

There was a child She who dreamed of wonders Eyes filled with light Wishing upon a thousand stars As she put on her crown of a thousand stars. There was a young girl She who stopped dreaming Eyes filled with darkness Forgetting a thousand stars And she whispered quietly As she threw herself  On a bed of a thousand dimmed stars. Little did she know The stars neither shone nor dimmed They were there Unseen, but twinkling weakly Waiting for her to come back Alive and fine Bright and shine For the stars to twinkle again. (96 words)