English Poem

Mosaic

       This is a small video that I made showing the process of me making my poem public. Since my poem was about mosaic, I thought that I should go ahead and get people to write a small piece of my poem for me. And that is exactly what I did. I went around my neighborhood asking people to write a small phrase for my poem. It was a difficult task, well at least for me. There were many who were nice enough to help me and some even complimented on my poem, but I was also rejected many times which was pretty disappointing. What really surprised me was that almost a third of people that I asked weren't able to speak English. Anyways, it took a lot of time to complete my poem and in the end I had asked over 70 people! 40 of them were friendly enough to help me complete the poem. It was very tiring, but I enjoyed watching people smile when they read my poem. Now go ahead and watch the video if you haven't already :)

Mosaic

Sitting under the sunlit window,

The air dry and musty, filled with dust

That decorates the room with white

I was torn relentlessly from my surroundings

Onto a stretch of an unfamiliar surface

Crowded with others similar to my own,

Yet each having their own colors and shapes

And their own stories to tell,

I stand in between them in awe,

Loneliness striking me with fear

That I would never be able to go back,

Hopelessly, I gaze ahead across the horizon

Only to see more and more joining the group,

I realize then, that this is my new home

We are hung behind the ropes

Where we are visited by many eyes

Filled with joy and excitement

Accompanied by their undying smiles,

Eager to hear the stories,

Told by each and one of us

-P.K.