FC: A world of secrets and lies | 1984 | Poetry Project
1: War with Eurasia Same as all of history Our history lies | Haiku
2: My words are poison | A blank page found wanting Writing Writing Writing | Repetition/Metaphor
3: Alliteration/Onomatopoeia | The door whips open Crash The windows shatter Smash Our secret is known Scramble Shriek Silence
4: In a bottle encased My fingers strike glass Recoiling from my cold unfeeling walls I sit in resignation My tears fall to the transparent floor Not even aware of their moisture | Free Verse/Metaphor
5: Julia, I say Your name falls beautiful on my lips It is not your thin waist and beauty It is not even your supple hips Rather, my heart is struck in awe From the defiance you tend to show You are like a lovely spiked rose Full of beauty, danger, and woe | Simile
6: The whole world meant to crumble With neighbors turning on each other And the walls whispering their secrets | Personification/Hyperbole | Personification/Hyperbole
7: The End
9: Livin life to the fullest!
10: Boys will be boys
19: Boys will be boys
20: Boys will be boys
23: Live to Skate
24: Livin life to the fullest!