List five things you do for fun.
Play guitar
Collect dad jokes
Watch movies
Sleep
Learn a new skill (currently learning digital art
26 Thursday Jan 2023
Posted Art, creativity, lifestyle
inList five things you do for fun.
Play guitar
Collect dad jokes
Watch movies
Sleep
Learn a new skill (currently learning digital art
02 Monday May 2022
Posted creativity, poem, poetry
inTags
girlslikeyou, indiegirl, love, lovelife, poem, poetry, poetrycommunity, poetryreading, poetryvideo, spokenwordpoetry, writing, youtubevideo
Hello all,
I’ve put together a YouTube Video for one of my favorite poems titled: Indie Girl. You can watch the video by clicking on the image above or by clicking here.
If you would like to read the poem, you could do so by clicking here, or by clicking on the link below.
https://sircharlesthepoet.wordpress.com/2021/12/17/indie-girl/
Indie Girl is a poem about my strong liking for girls who are very out of ordinary, which for the most part ends up being ladies who do not like me back, haha! Enjoy and let me know what you think please!
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03 Thursday Sep 2020
Posted creative writing, creativity
inTags
art, creativewriting, journeys, memories, memorylane, poem, poetry, poetrycommunity
You’re one of the travelers
To morph; to switch parts, and revive
Dead memories.
You’re one of the travelers.
To drag with you
Things that were made sure to die.
Now I know why
There’s this slight feeling of something I forgot
That is still with me.
“You look like a time I’d give it all, to return to”
“You remind me of a moment that escaped.
One I tried to hold on to.”
Nostalgia is a beautiful sentiment. Whenever I write from that place in me, it’s always a beautiful journey into some of the most addictive places in my emotions, in my memory. Full video will be posted tomorrow!
06 Tuesday Aug 2019
Posted creativity, life, poetry
inTags
creative writing, mental health, new York city, performance, poem, poetry, spoken word, video, write, writing, youtube
Hey everyone!!!
I’ve recently uploaded a new video on my YouTube channel!!! Earlier this summer, I got the chance to perform my piece, “Somewhere Else” at the Bowery Poetry Club, in New York, NY. I was lucky to get somebody to record me while performing. So here I am, sharing the video with you all!
Context on the Poem: I wrote this poem on the reality of drugs and alcohol in the lives of young adults and teenagers. This poem also talks about the idea of feeling “lost”–not having your heart in something or somewhere specific. Feeling like you don’t belong and aren’t accepted–sometimes, not even in your own home. That, of course, is a journey that I’ve walked through, myself. It was a moment in my life that I thought I could never get out of to the point where I accepted it, and made it my lifestyle. They do say, “if you can’t beat em, you might as well join em”. So that was the quote that drove my life for that time period. The older generation could never understand, but living in today’s world is tough. Well, it’s all I know, so I can’t really tell you how tough it is as compared to previous generations, but what I do know is that people have turned to drugs, liquor and other unhealthy stuff, and sex, to cope with their mental health. So I’m trying to do something about it.
Please watch the video and comment what you think! It would seriously help me with my work. Additionally, please share this video with people. I am sure you know somebody who would benefit from hearing me speak on that topic! Besides that, PLEASE SUBSCRIBE TO MY YOUTUBE CHANNEL. By subscribing to my channel, you are helping me grow as an artist and put out great content for you. Thank you immensely for your support!!!
13 Thursday Dec 2018
Posted creativity
inGather on the riverside,
The sand-less seashore
Escaping and rolling your fears away
Gather on the riverside,
And sit on the rocks.
Like a child sitting on the lap of her father;
His mother
“What’s your biggest fear?”
Hisses the Spirit of the River
I want to be remembered.
Like the mountain remembers every footstep along its spine
So I’m afraid.
That the wind will arrive, brush away the prints;
That humans,
Numerous as the rocks on a mountain
Will forget my effect.
21 Friday Sep 2018
Posted creativity, poetry, Uncategorized
inIn perfect worlds of
Imperfect beings,
Explanations of common beauty
Is long lost
To the subconscious.
So the shape and sizes
Are taped as prizes.
Nature, at times,
Sneaks in,
Tricks sin,
Seeks through vein
Then, attraction is found
In the colors. Their brightness
In the unexplainable. Its art
In the different. Its authenticity
In a world of blinds crossing skies,
And the limped crossing rivers,
Very few take the time.
To see <
Converse ’till it’s late;
Ask clouds of their beauty:
Free falling; filling rivers
But those who do
Are blessed
With a third eye. So skin,
No longer,
Holds pockets-full of lust
It holds beauty: something to map the lost.
Clothes are no longer framed by Finance
To honor chance,
But are
Intertwined simply
Inter the simplicity
Of none other than art—commonly viewed as beauty.
05 Sunday Nov 2017
Posted creativity, life
inAmir’s head sleeps next to the window
So with the sun, she can rise.
But when rain or snow falls below,
The sun wears a cloudy disguise.
Too bad Amir never bothered
To buy a mechanical alarm
Cause, by the time she had showered,
She’ll be as late as a rooster-less farm
11 Wednesday Oct 2017
Posted creativity, poetry
inTags
bed, college, no sleep, nosleepteam, poem, poet, poetry, Sleep, sleep deprived, writer
Sleepless One night exhausts another, layering sheets and blankets, wrinkles and folds. Oh, the body wants to still the mind, and shedding this weight, float freely through the night. Your memory of sleep’s touch withers as you lie there, absorbing the fan’s pattern. How wonderful, then, to finally drift across the room and settle […]
30 Saturday Sep 2017
Posted creativity, poetry
inTags
authenticity, boundaries, dedication, deep, meaningful, metaphor, obstacles, poem, Poetic, restriction, rhyme
Push boundaries, chase charities
Sympathy rise
But never give way to skies.
Walls mount high
Regulations only know stern
But they shall burn
Long as authenticity doesn’t die
Displace boundaries; These tragedies
Engulfed by lies
To Discover: roadmaps to the prize
Copyright © 2017 by, Charles Joseph Augustin
02 Wednesday Aug 2017
Posted creativity, Uncategorized
inTags
culturaldelight, culture, Haiti, nostalgia, opportunity, poem, poetry, Privilege, write, writing
It seems
These Haitians crossed the sea,
Yet, still held Home
Fortified in their hearts.
A power pressing the uncultured,
One to threaten the Big who live in chapels
Of sweatless opportunity,
Baby-born privilege.