The only poem I’ve ever written

A little background: I’ve never received any formal training in poetry writing, so there is a possibility that it totally sucked, and I’m completely oblivious about it. I wrote this on my birthday two years ago. I guess it was my first attempt to use words as therapy.  It’s been on my computer and I haven’t reopened it ever since. I’m not gonna say too much about it. I wanna leave some room of imagination to my readers. 🙂 I’d be glad to hear from you all because honestly I have no idea how good/bad it is.

Time Machine By Nicky English

Left right left right click.

A folder of keepsakes.

The smiles, the boulevard, the lake

made the chapter all epic.

Up down up down scroll.

Stories left untold.

The decision, the trips, the row,

Unfulfilled vows to be let go.

Stored in this special file cabinet,

The most scenic pictures ever taken.

Never can they be rewritten.

Faded but no less genuine.

Removed from a prime device,

Locked away from prying eyes,

Never to probe or scrutinize.

Gone but trust there was no lies.

Not is it replacing.

Yet another stage of growing.

Not is it vanishing.

Yet it is a finishing.

What is left is plenty

Of room for a new journey

With the one who is worthy

Of the precious remaining memory.

Aren’t we glad to have this magic box

To put away the haunting paradox?

Thanks to the little lock.

The bittersweet can forever be docked.

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About Nicky

Nicky English is a journalist, an educator, a podcaster, a couch potato, a dreamer, and a child at heart. Learning is her passion, so is the English language, which she believes is the tool to unlock the door of knowledge. Born in Hong Kong, she received intensive writing training at The University of Iowa, where she double-majored in journalism and political science. Apart from the Hawkeye State, she’s lived in Chicago and Philadelphia. When she was a guest student at Georgetown University, she fell in love with Washington, D.C. She also has a Master of Arts in Communication. A little side note—she cannot imagine a world without her Mac and iDevices. Like many crazy ones, she hopes to change the world one day at a time.
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