Spoiled Milk
Our friendship was like milk. Before it was pouring a cup for each other every day, where we would talk 24/7 and plan our future together. The glass was so full of loyalty and kindness that it would soon overflow the cup, leaving the remainders go to waste.
Eventually we didn’t have a glass of milk in a while, where our carton that we created together was soon lost in the deep abyss of the chaotic fridge. The milk soon went spoiled as the rumors and lies slowly rotted our carton. We took our friendship for granted whilst thinking it was ever lasting.
I hoped for the milk to still be good, so I gave it another try, only to have an acid like taste burning my throat. The bitter and sour aftertaste of betrayal and weakness taking over what was once sweet, leaving my carton feel incomplete. Our eternal spoiled milk.
During this task, I learned more about the sound devices and figures of speech. I grew in writing skills by extending my knowledge about the ways to write poems. It helped me be more creative and expose my writing skills that made me more confident.
Core Competencies Reflection
#ThinkingCC
I used reflective and creative thinking when working on my poem. It helped me identify who I was and dug deeper into my emotions. When I was stuck on what to write about, I brainstormed and just thought of multiple ideas and chose which one I should do. I asked peers if I should anything about my poem so it could be better. Next time I would wish we had more time instead of one day because it was difficult with the time range but I still managed.
