Alina Lee

United States

Perhaps I shall write something here?
But I don't know what to write
Others seem to be writing what or who they are, alright then
I am human on this planet that's not very special or talented in anyway, but I will strive to do my best :)

Published Work

A Perfect Day

    Waking to the musical chirping of Swallows was the perfect way to start a day. The moment that first note rang out, Eliza was up. She threw on her clothes and pranced down the stairs. Today was no normal day, for tomorrow was the opening day for her new bakery. That meant that she had a lot of preparation to do today, and had to get everything ready for tomorrow. Since Eliza was seven, she always loved baking and anything related to it. So when she heard she could open up a bakery, she got right to work. After a rushed breakfast of jam and bread, Eliza put on her coat and swung open her front door. The crisp morning air rushed into the cozy little house, bringing with it a sense of awakening and energy. 
    Spring flourished around Eliza. The sun wrapped its golden rays around her, and the wind gently blew delicate, pink, petals across the path. Eliza’s...

Poetry and Spoken Word Competition 2020

Time

I will do good next time,
I will stay on task.
I promise I’ll do no crime,
I promise I’ll wear no mask.

The bit of work for today,
I could complete in an hour.
At least that’s what I say,
But instead I hide and cower.

Tomorrow I will prevail,
Tomorrow I will finish.
I know I will not fail,
At least that’s what I wish…

Instead I push it aside,
Saying I’ll do it later.
I’ll just say I tried,
Adding another layer.

The nights are long,
A whirl of thoughts.
All things I’ve done wrong,
Come back to haunt.

A winding of thorns,
The tangle of shadows.
A monster of horns,
The hope it swallows.

So I hope to remind you,
Of the times you have had.
The pain you’ve went through,
And the chances not had.

For time is something you cannot turn back,
And all that’s lost cannot be tracked.
You said that time was...