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Twelve Months of Me

Poetry By: xheenzy

This poem is like a summary of all the happenings in my life for the year 2012. Out of boredom, I just felt the urge to write a poem. By the way, please bear with my poem. I'm still a beginner in this field. Any comments, suggestions, critique etc. is definitely welcome. Hope you enjoy it! ^_^

Submitted:Dec 7, 2012    Reads: 6    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

It started on January

When I thought of the reality

That I was no longer a baby

And that people sees me as a Lady

I thank God for another year He gave to me

But I was shocked that it was already February

Days and night were so fast that I feel worry

Grateful for the company, it really made me happy

It is now time to prepare for the Match

Coz I didn't noticed, it was already March

Mixed emotions while receiving my Diploma

Excited but scared that I may tripped into the Arena

I was drowning in my dreams of Olympic pool

Maybe that's the reason why I was born in the month of fool

I should not let myself be tricked by those perfect daydreams

Coz hardwork is the key to fulfill my most awaited aims

Inspired by the words in the review center

Shouting and believing that I could top and be an RN

I spent the whole May reviewing Nursing

But how could this happen when I was always sleeping

Few days before NLE when I have this unbelievable feeling

Together with my co-reviewees, we were like floating

Physically well, Mentally full but spiritually unstable

We were like bipolars up until the end of June

After the test, I feel more stress

For I feel like my answers were mess

Spending July at home makes me depress

With all the nightmares of not passing is such a distress

My father's birthday is in perfect timing

August is here and the result is coming

Blessed by the prayers from my family and friends

I am now a registered nurse and its all because of Him

September is the time to relax and chill

Vacation treat from my aunt is a great deal

But before I left, a fight had started

I told myself to enjoy and not to get affected

Fun is over and now I need to make an action

For being jobless is not in my option

I didn't realize that finding a work is exhausting

Days of October had passed and still I have nothing

I visited my grandparents tomb in the resurrection park

Talking to them is worry free and a relief in heart

Unexpected things had happened and it was rough

The month of November had really made me tough

Typhoon Bopha came and destroyed anything

Including the farm which is our source of living

It killed people causing families with pain and suffering

All I want for Christmas is to have a happy ending

My whole year is not yet over

I trust and will always talk to Him in prayer

Coz Arian Monkeys is not a quitter

With God on our hearts, everything will come into order


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