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Respect My Name I don't play no games Got chicks looking at me like I'm Mary Jane But I am here and it's crystal clear I am all ears, but you sure you want to take me there?
I am Abigail Charlize Diaz I am 17 years old  I am very bold Or so I've been told I am in JROTC I am in theatre arts I am in wrestling I am aggressive , yet disciplined
She said she can do it but in reality she's loosing it. though life is though, she never did give up.
Its funny, i've been playing life like a game of rummy. Year by year i watch my days pass, as if im wathcing my life from behind a glass. Derealization is what ive got, I'm in control.. but i'm not.
i laugh and act like nothing's wrong i've never felt that I belonged when did my feelings cut so deep? the only way I know, is when he make my knees go weak   when did my innocence disappear?
“Grow up,” we’re told Whenever we act out But one day we’ll be old And there’s no alternate route   So make sure to be happy Even if that means acting like a kid and making the adults snappy
Black is beautiful Black is strong  Black is something that you just can't do wrong Black is pyramids and mathematics  Melanin and Black Girl Magic
    The big girl the root the big girl everyone saw as cute the big girl with the tude that no dude thought was cool    The power within took over the power of improvement
    The big girl the root the big girl everyone saw as cute the big girl with the tude that no dude thought was cool    The power within took over the power of improvement
Hearing you've gotten taller, was such a simple thing And being an adult had a nice ring However, as you grow you'll begin to see All the different changes around thee Your Mom and Dad begin to gray
I loved him I cried for him I comforted him when he told me he felt bad   because he cheated on me   I adored him I cuddled him I cried when he told me it was my fault
I started in a nest, My messy hair stayed a mess. My Mom always knew I could not follow rules. I tried to touch the sky Long before I could fly. I cherished giggles and fun
Go to the grass   See whats it has in store for you i see ya essence have died ii hope there’s no  cure for you
The water consumes everything around Sinking, sinking, I continue to drown Screaming, fighting, and yet there is no sound
Skipping down the sidewalks You turn, then turn again First a right Then a left Who knows where you’ll go next  
This rage of my screaming pain I writhe in my own agony of the stains The stains it has caused in my mind and oh so many fabrics The blood stains of bitterly depression
It's awful, this thought that brought it up keeps on coming. The laws, the media, the repeating cycle of what's new. It's causing poverty, and honestly, we are consciously lost.
she who has the pussy makes the cashshe who makes the cash holds the gun. she who holds the gun pulls the trigger. she who pulled the trigger had to run. and she keeps on runnin...
Step one Look up to your brother he's in your corner And has a back when you've got none, don't let him down
Wait, let's go back to freshman year when College wasn't on my brain at all I just wanted to live life and party till I fall. COLLEGE!!, what is college? That name you speak is not for me.
Wait, let's go back to freshman year when College wasn't on my brain at all I just wanted to live life and party till I fall. COLLEGE!!, what is college? That name you speak is not for me.
I am stuck in the age that you love to mock, but it wasn't my fault I couldn't stop the clock. Two thick braids have unraveled into soft curls, grinning crooked teeth turned to bright whitened pearls.  
Do you ever wish you could go back to sleep? A place where you've already achieved All your hopes and dreams? Do you ever wish you could be asleep Instead of being awake, And wanting to scream?
Students Aren't human Schools only pretend To give a shit And be prudent Because in their eyes You're only a statistic
As I wake every morning I thank God I'm alive. Because the decisions I've made shouldn't have let me survive.  As I think of the reckless strides that I've made, I know I am right in giving God praise. 
Ding Dong as the bell floats away, Acqua Di Gio surrounds you, The taste of your lips on mine, My blood boils as it touches your face, Finally my worries are lost.
I glow and I grow everyday a new way when I was young I had no filter a slip of the tongue too common
before the sun bore down on the days of sunflower yellow and make believe dreams of a pink frilly gown i’d bellow, “hello, scarecrows, hello!”  
I see her A girl, a small ignorant girl Looking back at my eyes She’s angry, she’s sad She’s crying, she’s mad Because inside her, her spirit dies
There once was a British Indian girl, Who lived in British world. Eating her fish and chips, But still loving her Indian dips One day she was told, That she would have to leave her usual mold.
He walks just as honorable as he stands He talks with intelligence and compassion He has the determination to withstand, The actions that take a toll on his passions. 
A gold mirror always hung on my wall, I've never seem to think of it at all.  It was there when I lost my first tooth,  to the years of my bloom of youth.  As the years past  And went by fast, 
Looking at couples walk down the street, I begin to ask Why are they happier than me? The way he looks at the other guy I am truly unhappy, but it's unclear why Nevertheless my wife approches my side
Roses are red, Violets are Blue- Bubbles are all the colors of the rainbow Just like me and you I lean in for a kiss Then you push me away But that's more than okay Becuase you'll love me one day
Dear My Darkness, You broke me down, made me feel hopeless But I'm still standing My happyness isn't something I'm pretending Caring about myself, Despite what you said, isn't selfish
From George washington's cherry tree, to the JFK incident that we heard on the the seven o'clock news. Promised by Donald Trump to build a border wall all the way out to the sea,
Let me talk about a good friend of mine She was the one who helped me through the darkest times At school, she was bullied quite frequently It all continued ceaselessly In the classroom, kids passed her notes
I want to wake up But I don't measure up  I am not enough I don't deserve His love I should just give up These thoughts encompass my head they're just too much But stand up  I am enough 
Did you know you ruined my life ? I heard you laugh while you did it, Did you know you ruined my life ? With your words so insipid,
6am bright and early, time to start my day Up so early, teeth all pearly, wiping the crust away Not off to school, though that would be cool, but today is Saturday GO BACK TO BED, I wish I could, but I have work today.
For years I lived in the pages Of other places, of other ages. I lived alongside heroes so brave I helped countless lives be saved. I lived in the pages of books young and old And in stories not yet told.
16, Afraid of what might happen.Like the crew of a ship whose captainHas never sailed beforeTo unfamiliar shore.  
I come to the same house everyday and act like a different person And yes I said house Because a home is where love and dreams prosper and a house is made of brick, wood and dust  
I wish my pain could write a song, powerful enough to save all the broken hearts that were done wrong.   If only I could find a place, quiet enough for my mind to not give way,to chase. 
A girl always wants what she dreams. The prettiest face in the hall, The nicest clothes of all,  And always more than what she seems.   The mirror is her biggest foe. One day she is beautiful,
Fin
Everything comes to an end. Whether it be falling into the water, or hearing your heart shatter, your car of life will drive around the bend. Your heart will not beat, and you'll breathe your last breath.
When You dig a hole, where does the dirt go? And do You dig it fast or do You dig it slow? In the end, a hole is a hole But once You are in, it is time to console.   To get out of the hole, here is a clue:
She is not really brave curdles life never mind the grave like a teen fancy life she crave confined in a cocoon she feels when 'they' deny her thrills Deeply travel she seeks an outing off the shores
The underneath of my heart solely encampeth the own you, buzzing with joy,as if never leapt leaping with love,as if never to yield Love that won't just stop about seeking the clarity of,
Freshman year, with glasses sheek. She walked with tears, and an orchestra geek. She had a crush, that broke her heart. He made her blush, but not enough. Left quickly as a dart.  
Have you ever felt that you had the best of friends? That you and your friends could get past al the twists and bends? That no matter what you went through, you would still be entwined?
Bloom. Life begins to zoom. Growing up too soon. Been six years in school. Not my first crush but closest to first love. Went through things no kid ever should've. Years of off and on revealed to be
Today is the day,  I feel up and tall,  Today is the day,   I'm breaking down this wall .   I'm ready,  I hunger,  The enterprise is here,  But then I feel this urging fear.  
Innocence, purity of the heart and soul. Distant from the grasp of reality. Untouched, unharmed, unphased by philosophical question. Who are we?
isn’t it crazy— how quickly your memories become a little hazy?  how fast the tide changes?  even though you never noticed it before  isn’t it crazy  how quick the seasons go from hot to cold  and you could’ve sworn  the shirt you wore that day wa
The happiest point in my life, Is somewhere I'm supposed to be, Your youth shouldn't be filled with strife, Instead it should be carefree; But that has nothing to do with me, But I'm blessed with a family,
See, I don't need someone To tell me, How I should be or how I should react. Like when they blew up the Twin Towers or when we invaded Iraq.
I’m sitting here in the cold, damp rain I can feel the tightness in my chest My mental pain turned into physical pain They say I just need to rest  
Too much on the mind but not enough to say There's something magical about writing And coughing on the foam of a latte Too much to say but not enough to see Listening to the people singing
When the doors opened, my back was turned But the voice that came in caused my skin to go numb. I peered towards the sound that rose up from a girl With a rainbow-stripe skirt and a tone unconcerned.  
Come live with me and be my love, I want to wear it like a glove; I will give you all that I am, My heart, my soul, with no exam.  
To the kid walking the halls of doubt Tell who was the one to shut you out Did they even know who you were? You know that life isn't quite fair I know what it's like to hurt When people treat you like dirt
stand up stand strong speak loud nver let others push you down never be pushed into silence got to speak up about the violence the struggles the fear and the hunger dont forget about your sisters and your brothers
always been scared about how people see me. my fear is that i wont fit in, so will my friends leave me?been told to care about how others view you since day one. i just wanna be me, i just wanna have fun.
always been scared about how people see me  my fear is that i wont fit in, so will my friends leave me?  been told to care about how others view you since day one. i just wanna be me, i just wanna have fun. 
Fear of the present, fear of the past  My brain cannot escape its evil grasp With all my heart, I try to escape The vicious claws of fear's embrace In the end, when the feelings fade
I stared below at the thousands of trees That were so small they looked like broccoli I stumbled ahead while my knees shook heavily As if laughing at my attempted bravery  
fighting writhing agony with screaming voices in my head and on and on throughout my day for evermore they say that I can’t measure up, and till i drop i’ll
MY  Mind beats with  devotion to sweep  Loves lust bittersweet Taste The lies from  Tips of tongues touched  Kissed shared Lips.   Thinking with my  heart  every beat 
MY  Mind beats with  devotion to sweep  Loves lust bittersweet Taste The lies from  Tips of tongues touched  Kissed shared Lips.   Thinking with my  heart  every beat 
MY  Mind beats with  devotion to sweep  Loves lust bittersweet Taste The lies from  Tips of tongues touched  Kissed shared Lips.   Thinking with my  heart  every beat 
My name is Judy Kariuki and it’s pronounced as Karaoke,  I love creative platforms so i’ll tell you my story.  I’ve always been quiet very reserved and so shy,  I’d let people step all over me, 
My new blanket is soft and warm, though it is a bit worn   Maybe it’s because the animal that wore it as skin, is now rotting away in a bin.
blue light ripples across the sand, everything looks the same never changing, never shifting. in a monochrome box, he holds my hand.  
The windy cities dance  The breeze sweeps through the souls of the innocent turning hearts of the righteous  Rock solid  from State to cottage  from Stony to Austin  A dance some call it 
Old, new If it’s all the same to you I’ll stay back a while To sort through the abandoned pile Of our past. If we are ever to last We must learn from our fumbles And we must stay humble.
Bubbling, rippling, boiling fears Red hot steaming ears. Anger from the little voice The one you have no choice To ignore. He can shake you to your core.   Soon you fear he is right
What did I do to have met you? Oh that's right,  an outright HI!  
I am the small voice that fades into the background, I am the cowardly dog who puts down their head, I am the thought that never gets to be expound,
All these crowds are overwhelming I can’t seem to calm down All these people have me stressing They surround me, there are strangers all around   I can’t seem to voice my thoughts
My biggest fear, A most realistic dread-- Was once the day You would move away And leave me behind.   A beloved sista,
“I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America, and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under God, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all."
My time has come, my head just hums I knew it was time but only I knew it was mine   The stage was free, it was just me Fear controls me as I always lose,
Soggy boots stomp on crumbled lands No tears are wept for their bloody hands Legs of lead and Hearts of steel
Safety, comfortability, contentment Things we all long to feel. But we find ourselves in resentment Aching hearts we conceal.   Fear, Risk, Uncomfortability Things people fight to avoid.
Prom is a time for everyone to have fun Not for people to cut and run It’s a time for people to get down and dance Not feel embarrassed and wet their pants   I remember for my prom I went stag.
When I’m afraid I tell myself This little rhyme ‘bout being strong. I tell myself to get out there And hold my head up high and long.  
if you're reading this, clearly it's too late  you made me wait, hate, and waste  time and energy, invested thoughts and feelings  but since you're reading this, you might need to understand 
When life is no longer mine save the series of smiles and know it’s been hard, these past few miles A race.. No, a chase? From what I fear most  To know that my body might inhabit such a host
If I could spell fear then I wouldn't, Given the chance, I'd scream it in its face, You would begin to stutter but you shouldn't, Fear was designed to put you in your place,
My heart races Eyes blood red Loneliness fills the spaces Were happiness fled.   You never touched me but I hugged you
It put me in my feels You broke open my seals   I wanted to speak my mind But knew I had to somehow be kind
My Name is Samantha Hurd and this is a poem about my Dad and his Drinking problem. My Dad drinks, I don't and I plan to keep it that way.  Everyday at my house it's a battle.
Roses are red Violets are blue, I was afraid to talk about sex with you.   I didn't know what to say, I didn't know how Please me why this is such hell.   Talking with trust
Scared of rejection Scared of judgement I'll stare at my reflection Every moment  
Standing, Front of the room, All eyes on you, As your sweat pours through your shirt, Shivering under the searing lights,
Run as fast as your feet can tread When you get here I may be dead Use the force that God gave at birth Please use your endless mirth  
As a child I never found poetry worthwhile  the teacher would spin a web  that I could never understand in my head    It was never easy to write things that weren't cheesy 
Taking the plunge without knowing What was waiting  When this love was done growing. It was my first time dating, And I had no idea how good it would be.
I think my biggest fear was to never measure up After everything accomplished, I still wasn’t enough
Moon children we are of claw and fur, less I am without, cast away in their wrath. Wolf-less, alone, scared, I wait every breath For Mother’s gift, but she responds noiseless.  
                                     Burning, breaking, hurting, taking, Could we use a little more decision-making
She’s always been there lurking In the darkest corners of my mind I never thought of searching For the voice that mimicked mine
I fear that the choices I’ve made are wrong Thus I should relax and just sing a song. I fear the rawness of the real world But I mustn’t be so torn.
Black and White  
miles are just a barrier and they only make the risk scarier but love is what drives us on and your love to someone else it is sworn your heart now locked away hoping your new love will forever stay
I’m not quiet to avoid being a target Think listen Ring What do I have to say to your conscious  No just listen Ring Is it so strange not to gossip I think I can go years without being
  Never once has a girl from dark skinned roots  Feel ashamed within all pain when surrounded by a self same Intricately designed and colored by one hand  
oh Anna, how do you look so beautiful, i've been longing to look like you, the way you look so graceful, i wish i could be too, oh Anna, please help me i want to count bones too  
I've been waitin' I've been prayin' I've been playin' the same old song for So long   All this livin' I've been missin' I've been listenin' to the same old song for So long  
Comin' up in this confusing world You're not sure if you're a boy or a girl You told me not to tell your parents But could your haircut make it any more apparent?   Somebody help me get through this
I remember it like it was seconds ago. Anxiously, Waiting in the hall for my group to be called To awe a table of discriminators And teach these other girls a thang or two as if I was an educator
My Pizazz   I was not like others. I only understood numbers. I thought I was fine, But that was poorly defined.  
I often dream that problems can go away and hide, But often times, what becomes clear, is that they just stay inside, I procrastinate the schoolwork that would take away from my day,
  4 A:M  Wide awake.Again Confused and lonely, but not alone Wondering about life
"I was just trying to be affectionate; get used to it." "Just let me do what I want and stop throwing a fit." "Why are you crying? You are only making things worse."
Dark and cold, The wave of shade covers the land The wave seen by everyone, young and old The Night watches people as her dark stands   Most rest their heads Dream of pleasant things,
I hated running the 400 race, everyone was starring and giving a weird face. i knew I had to finish for my team, didn’t matter how I was feeling.   my mother was in the stands cheering and screaming,
To overcome is hard For me, the first step was just the start We were standing about twenty feet apart I started walking up to them and they put up their guard
I can't help desires. They will come from deep inside, With no way to hide. I don't wish to disgrace them, But only to keep them calm. Rudy Valle
From the time you are born to the moment you die, You’re stuck inside of your body, And the mere thought of that used to make me cry. Why do I look like this? Oh God, I hate myself,
Until now you are still burdened Sins with and without you reign Sin has caused terror in your age You are hopeless and discouraged
Progress report has arrived I may not make it out alive Mailman came too late My dad's anger bout to escalate Sitting here in fear Man I need a beer Still underaged
I'm a liar. Wish I wasn't, but I am. The desire to make her like me. My apologies, it's a scam. I don't want to sit alone at lunch so please form me into what you fancy. I'm the new kid, a clean slate, I'm a people pleaser and that's ok.
I wake up and get dressed Days pass and I am always stressed I live in a world with nothing but myself It's only me and my bookshelf   I have always wanted a friend just for me
After dusk,  The birds will tweet, The frogs will leap,  The foxes will sleep.  The day is already complete.   The children will cry,  For they are not get ready to go home, 
Aya tha kuch banne mei . Kuch toh karke jaunga . Khuli aankho se jo sapna dekha Poora mei kar dikhaunga .
Fear. Embarrassment for most, failure for me. Insecurity I’ve been diagnosed; never felt like I’d make it... success I’m an absentee.   No matter how hard I work. I just smile and smirk,
My feet pitter pattered as I walked towards the stage. My hands are starting to become clammy. I wonder, should I walk back or engage?
Walls aren’t made of bricks Words aren’t made of shit I haven’t been sick this is never-ending bliss.   tell Them thank you, please all those heads, shoulders, and knees
Oh my lady am really honest Of all I have met you are the finest Your glow engulfs,every single moment
The horizon faded. The ailerons, jaded.    The winds blew fast and through.    The comms whirred. Myself, concerned.   I clutched the yoke and heard a croak.  
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All these years I had been hoping to find the courage to achieve all of my wildest dreams. I did not realize that courage comes from within. If you could see Brown the way I see Green,
Ice through your veins Your confidence wanes A door shut tight You can't make it right You're a failure  
This is the story of a girl so hurt Cause everyone always treated her like dirt And they left scars covering her arm She never knew words could bring so much harm "You're smarter than this," she always heard
It is our greatest weakness, but yet such a microscopic word  It is the murderer of our capability and the voices that are left unheard Why do we let the letter F control the face we put on each day we wake
It is our greatest weakness, but yet such a microscopic word  It is the murderer of our capability and the voices that are left unheard Why do we let the letter F control the face we put on each day we wake
It is our greatest weakness, but yet such a microscopic word  It is the murderer of our capability and the voices that are left unheard Why do we let the letter F control the face we put on each day we wake
Whose razor is that? I think I know. It's owner is quite sad though. It really is a tale of woe, I watch her frown. I cry hello.   She gives her razor a shake,  And sobs until the tears make.
scoliosis of the bain nothing feels the same my issues look like humor love pleasing my consumers close my eyes pray its over can i just fast forward  
"Mirror, mirror on the wall-- who is the fairest one of all?" There stands a frail girl, unhappy about her pearl.   Yes, a pearl, from an oyster. So unique in this world,
By myself, I am so calm, But, in a group Hot sweat lingers on my palms. My heart begins to pound, I begin breathing shorter and faster I feel the anxiety all around.
Walking into the gym, The butterflies in my stomach turn. I watch a boy warm up and wish I could be as good as him. My stomach continues to churn.  
Frozen memories Lost in time Tattered corners Forever mine And in my pocket you may lay Until I need you again someday
Not much you can do about Fear, but Take the Wheel and start to steer. If you let it, Fear will steer you. Hold your Course ever so near you,  
People can be fearful of things unknown People are prone to discover on their own that what they fear is not fought alone   Their are those who fear spiders Their are others who fear beggars 
You can’t tell me, that I’ve never known loss. That I’ve never know sorrow, despite its long cost. You can’t tell me, that I’ve never been wise.
I fear a life full of resentment and regret A world that our ancestors would shame MLK taught us to never forget Our African descent, Our African name   How do I work to overcome this fear
Im sorry that I haven't been wearing my smile all around And that I'm the one who has scars covering her wrists That have been causing fights instead of my words I'm using my fists
Fear, Such a silly word. Courage, Something I never had. Living and breathing, Never doing as I pleased. Terrified to speak, Always weak in the knees. Never knew how to say,
I Have you any comprehension? No, I don’t need your attention Worth is not something I lack You
Will I ever be who I was taught to be? Will I ever grow into the mold that was created for me?   Though life is meant to be lived with free will
The itsy bitsy spider crawled up inside my brainDown came its fangs and induced all my painOut came my hand and smacked it on my veinAnd I realized that I still felt my pain the same 
Ealier in the morning we arise Just like beautiful roses To the warm radiant sunlight  Smooth just like your name Rose   The butterflies fly away happily As the melodious aves sing out loudly
I can't see in the dark.My footsteps only bring me in deep.How am I supposed to take a leap?When I'm gone, what should be my mark? My feet stumble as I go.What lies before me?A creature in the dark sea,Waiting to devour in the faint glow? The fear
Sprinting in the dark towards an ominous finish line. Don’t know whose voice to listen to, not even sure which is mine.  
I tend to say I hurdle through life   Just like on the track I never look back   I’m fast cutting through people like a knife  
I whispered with the devil and he told me what to do. He said some people might not like it, even me, and it's true. Whether it's a noose around my neck, or a bullet in my head, he said he doesn't care at all; he just needs me dead.
Here a mark on my arm that i’ve made When i felt i could do nothing else but cut with a blade As the jagged edges ripped through my skin I could feel everything dying within
Here a mark on my arm that i’ve made When i felt i could do nothing else but cut with a blade As the jagged edges ripped through my skin I could feel everything dying within
I thought I never could fight back It slowly turned my world to black Depression was a cage of bars Now all that’s left is the scars  
My mom never hesitated to talk about fear Told me it was only natural, my dear Yeah, it’s a part of us but don’t let it consume you Gotta find the willpower to pull yourself through
Way up there? I can't go there My heart will race I will feel dazed   I feel safe on the ground in place Way up high I could die   But, if I hold on tight
In this place I walk alone. Holding my instrument, the trombone. I did not know the people here, but I walked in there freshmen year. My fear was gone in not a month for with my new friends I did triumph.
In times like these I hope and pray that you find your peace On nights like this  I wish one day you will finally leave In times like these I know he will be the reason for your demise
Going first. So easy it might seem. It starts feeling like a dream. It's rattling me from within.  How bad can it be? Like the calm mellow sea. Everyone is looking at me. I feel anxiety.
Through my life, I’ve had to fight going up and down  pushed around, put down, going up and down  Cheated and lied, punished and  cried, going up and down  At the bottom, could no longer fight, going up and down 
The beauty as they tumble and fly across the air. The grace they have when stunting and the jumps they do with care!
The bell rings, My eyes sting. "Pencils out!" the teacher screams. My hands shake, I want to run from this terrible fate. But it is to late,
I waste the hours down a video spiral TIk tok tik tok tik Clocks tik by as I follow what’s viral Dying grades are making me sick
Fear is near, fear is here. What do I do? Never  go back there? No, wait! I fell from the horse, I cannot loss, I will be the boss! Straight back on the horse. Determination and stready coarse. 
I take my heart and stick it on my sleeve With my mind opened to start, I open my eyes and see That whenever they are jealous, and call me names, my heart is what matters I wont play these games.
Morning noon evening night Rise bathe feast and then I lie  Repraise with no end in sight I know the truth so i cry  Stagnation I don't want to lie here with you and die
WORDS CAN HURT DONT KNOW WHY BUT ALL I KNOW IS THEY MAKE ME CRY WORDS CAN HURT
WORDS CAN HURT DONT KNOW WHY BUT ALL I KNOW IS THEY MAKE ME CRY WORDS CAN HURT
The presence of LONELY through the expansion of NIGHT And the mood... SOLEMNLY out of MIND, out of SIGHT   Once a world... FULL OF COLOR
“He’s all around” you’d say, To which i’d turndown. I can’t see you, You don’t speak to me, So how do I know you are true?
Whenever I look in the dark I see him standing there I look around and see a spark Then can’t see anywhere Then I thought I heard a lark But it was only air Even though it’s not a shark
No one fights my demons cuz angels don't exist A scream without an echo  is an arm without a fist Must we lose the ones we love  to see inside our hearts? Aren't we all just souls with tear-away faces
Forward is all we ever know The change from inside Outward shame to hide Toward the present answer, "No." Who are they to tell me The personality That resides deep within me now?
Tell me again, your sweet sinister liesCross your heart and hope to die.Tell me again how she was only a friend,Only one kiss that's the end.Tell me again why you sneak out at night
So used to being guided in a world that never stops Another day is here and there's still a clock School's going to be over and  I can't seem to find a way through the block
I should not fear it, but it's inevitable, The image of I standing with my brand that has reached beyond my expectations The less I believe the more it becomes debatable.
Public speaking was of my greatest fears; I'd choke up and end up in tears! And then I took Speech, And now I can preach, That I'd love to make speaking a career!     
they come from far away leaving behind everything they know hoping everything will be okay some packing nothing but a photo  
I remember I was 10 when he died The lost and deaths led to stress and heart suicide   Barely made it to 17 All the the accomplishments and hopes lost in the stream
Thoughts of terrible things in my head. My loved ones might leave me behind. Or they find me in the gutter, naked and dead. Trying to relax. Need to stop thinking. Now I'm swimming in the ocean
Spent two weeks preparing this speech Never once thought I'd finally reach The stage in the auditorium What I'd give to do it all again Practice a little bit more Right now breathing is a chore
Say your doing the best for me Yet you don't see my mind being driven to insanity By saying im doing everythin wrong, that I'm smarter than that Really? When's the last time you came home to just sit and chat?
Brutal truth or beautiful lies? Why not a bittersweet compromise? Say what happened, but not who’s fault, Wounds don’t need to have added salt.   But you told the truth, spoke through the pain,
“What should you expect in your senior year of high school?” Well, a day in my senior year involves waking up, and putting on my face waking up and fixing my hair
I dreamt of a glowing blue square That seemed to look at me with an ice cold stare. It chased me in circles around my own house, But my screams were no louder than a mouse.  
  “How are you gonna pay for college?” they say. “There’s just no way.”  “But look at your cousin who’s a traveling nurse.” “She carries millions of dollars in her purse.”
Many a fear have I. Many insects have had to die. Socialization, spiders, death, and a bug. Eventually these fears shall all be swept under the rug. Fight the fear.
Silence is the real menace Cause it will weaponize our fear And one day turn back around To when my friends were all here   Billy went to fight in the war And didn’t return the same
Shrinking away from what terrifies Only to leave what could have been good Building up courage to face the fear Only to gain what experience withstood  
In a pitch black room Yet there is no fear. The thunderstorm and gloom Yet there is no fear.
In a pitch black room Yet there is no fear. The thunderstorm and gloom Yet there is no fear.
Relentless driving to another break Each rest stop another wreck at stake Driven to the gates Where the lights shown luminiously Road to all fates Take away everything painlessly  
Independance Day is a celebration Freedom and life in remembrance Fireworks blast in the distance One night filled with fustration   Reading posts of long messages Facebook turned into a pit of sorrow
Often in life, I lost my will to fear, Quivering in fright when conflict came near, But then I grew strong, And learned right from wrong, So now life is filled only with cheer.
Stress - tormentor of my dreams I stay up all night, It causes me anxiety My back begins to slouch Lack of sleep eyes become darker
I'm surrounded with darkness. All I can say is that; Help me O' father of sand Help me to stand. My eyes are full of sleep Help me,clear my weep. Fill my eyes with joy Build me again,I'm a broken toy.
The dreams of my life are crushed alive. Where have you gone, I can't see the dawn. I remember the day when there were fawns in our lawn, Where have they gone? I lost my brain and brawn,
When you are old,don't get sold. This world will sell you like a gold. What you gave them, They will forget them. They have demon inside And their soul has died. How you cared for them when they cried,
"The sky is the limit" someone once said but sometimes it's hard to get out of bed I want to excel and be the best I can be But sometimes my thoughts will not let me free I think about the zero I got on a test
You've hurt me once and you've hurt me twice, but now it's my turn to throw the dice. I play my cards and I pay the toll, who knows what fate the dice will roll.
I'm addicted to something new; It feels like a magnitude; Each day it becomes renewed; My heart is split in two; I'm beginning to get blue; But this addiction is like glue; It won't move;
What's love?
Who would have thought that it would be me one day Watching you from a distance being A-okay Laughing without a care and loving life all day While I break inside knowing it won't ever be okay
Was I a fool to fall for you As all the stupid girls do Blinded by love  Albeit misfortune Another puzzle piece Discarded and broken
When keeping the tears back is hard but crying is harder:   You hurt me every time you touch me now In the beginning, you said you’d protect me now
My love, I try to love you whole heartedly But unfortunately It's only temporary I love and dine with you with an affable smile But I keep a dish of promiscuity under the table now My kisses are full of guile
. . . right away, you’ll see it’s difficult to find: (That -- while it’s true, it’s only You able to see inside your, Mind, -- ) Lost thoughts often  become begotten
Lizzy, my dearest love story My first love full of endless symphony You and I shared a unique chemistry A jewelry that spaerkled beautifully You were, loving you was my sweetest melody
Divine life speaks Every time I hold the bic And open my book to jot these lyrics Every line conceives divinity in all my scripts And with these lips
Roses are red and violets are blue... Love is so beautiful and true... I really found this in you Since the day I met you... Sylvia, my baby boo... So sweet and loving too...
Fresh in tuxedo And am fly like an eagle My touch down needs no Heathrow Fresh to death and the spot is packed with people I can't wait to mingle Having a good time is my motto Mommy pick your bottle
Holding onto my hopes Yet I'm still letting go. Keeping all of my faith, but the demons, they know.   They drive me into the darkness, and I feel so alone. My hands feel so cold
I try to communicate verbally But my mind is against delivery Because am being held hostage mentally Subconsciously unaware of what I do physically Am spiritually lost inside this body Neglected in every city
My parents fornication Resulted in procreation In her womb began my formation But the debate of my termination Was the topic of their conversation Which led to their separation
Broken people  Are your specialty. That is why  You loved me. I was your project For a short time. Until you fixed me to the point  Where if you left, I’d be just fine. I was fine.
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I have no words to say Let the silence pass me by I meditate and I pray Yet I can't  fathom the one who calls itself I   It's an empty abyss It's a one-way turn  It's a star-kept wish
If you try to change minds just by yelling, Nobody will buy what you're selling, So put down the knife, Get on with your life, 'Cause cursing folks out ain't compelling.
I'm in a room full of people Smilin' and laughin' And I can't bring my mind to joining them now or hereafter. I'm thinking about death, And I'm thinking about darkness.
Fuck Crip and Blood and gang signs,What a nigga got to do to make you invest in him with your dollar signs,Not remind him about his past crimes,I bet if you invest, you will be on the news what a headline,I guess that’s how America works New York
My dreams have long been set,  Aspirations and ideas have been forming,  College, debt, stress and other things I'm not ready for yet So many ideas inside my head swarming,  Like the sound of a million bees
Every breath that I take as the night turns bright I sit in my room as I plot and I write bout society and shit that goes bump in the night so here is the stroy so please sit tight.  
She hides, her cries Waking in the night She fakes the smiles What makes it worthwhile They knew she hid something They left her for nothing They say "She'll be fine" Aint that the biggest lie?
This for all them lil babies out the North you hear me? Look, gang This that d.o.l shit,fuck yo other gang bitch Better keep your gun bitch, fuck where you from bitch
It felt like I was walking on glass. Every step I took hurt even more than the last. How do you know when it’s coming to an end? How can you forget the late nights where neither of you went to bed?
Lights flicker People bicker Eyes role back Vision goes black Then theres a shake Like an earthquake The body tenses Energy only one of the expenses Head jerks forward
Where now, I pray, is Lady Jane? Now she is here on Tower Hill, She walks with grace unto the block, She stands a queen, not pale nor ill.   Come hither to this place to die!
My eyes burn when the wind hits My stomach churns when food sits I sleep through all life’s good bits And yet no one wonders why  
Fifty open tabs while trying to reduce the complexity All these algorithms landed me in a world of perplexity Sorting this life's array having so much randomness In search of an approximate solution for NP-completeness
Do you ever feel afraid of being left out?  Do you ever feel like no one sees the tears flowing out?  Do you ever feel like the third wheel in a group of twenty?  Do you ever feel like this?  Oh yes, plenty! 
  “It’s only a test. It’s only an hour.” That’s what they say. That’s what they tell me But no, it’s a clear restraint of my power. I can’t move; I can’t breathe; I can’t strive to be free.  
Sweat dripping legs shaking eyes unfocused words stuttered   Eyes piercing attention on me judging glares laughing scare   That was what I seen
she remains hidden and alone unexplored gold the color of a budding marigold aglow like a vivid citrine gemstone, then endures a metamorphosis she sheds like a sweet reptilian
You say you wish I was around But never make an effort to come down You made me my brother’s godmother But I feel the job belongs to another You say you’ll be there But all I see is the money you spare
I want you to know that even though you're away, not a minute passes that I don't think of my Bae I love every part of you and I don't just mean aesthetically, although, of course, you're gifted genetically.
I can’t tell if I’m really trying anymore I feel like every inch of my brain is just sore Or maybe it’s my heart that lacks motivation He just seems to be there in every situation
Yes i'll pick my happiness
Why is it so difficult to trust You with my life?  To hand over the keys, to physically pry my tight fingers Away from the controls midflight.  You, knowing end from the beginning, knowing which way the wind will blow, 
To the days...   I’m going to take you back many years, back to when you had very few fears. Back to the days of seeing isn’t always believing, and being promised candy is always deceiving.
"It's the blind leading the blind" I say, but they say I'm out of my mind People in lead Know less than people in need Those in top position Starting revoloution People thought to be all-knowing
C.D
You hurt me, but I still give you my all. I know I shouldn’t text you, so I decide to call. With that first venomous kiss that you placed upon my lips,
It´s forming inside my brain. The black cloud of doom takes over. Am I starting to turn insane? As the force only grows stronger.   The walls continue to shrink.  The floor beneathe me removed. 
They tormented me made me sad. But I'm gonna stand up. It's a hard life you know. Get thrown. It's a hard life you know. 
There is an annoying orange fruit, Who considers himself as quite cute. A sprite would start raving mad Then beating this funny lad With some leprechaun magic, "Hoot, hoot!"
Years from now say 2034 I stand around wanting nothing more than to be where i am a place so grand everything according to  a careful plan   The walls are soft
I know the pain you felt inside No where to go. No where to hide Gave up your own life Down your arms, the stroke of the knife You came into the light Yet unleashing creatures of the night
Experienced and at heart young , A fire burning bright behind the eyes and above the tongue.   Familiar with life's ways a veteran at making it through everyday and turning a path into a chance to convey.  
This is us, a black hole for a face.Wear too much makeup and you're a public disgrace.
"The moment has arrived. The day I've always imagined is here. I spent nights without sleeping for this. This is all you've ever wanted, but you are scared. It's now or never", I would say to myself.
This is not a war story but one of victory. I can hear the freedom bells ring and my heart sings because once I was a captive now liberated by the King. But that’s just the thing I wasn’t always free.
No more hurrying away from the deans, Frantically pulling down a grey pleated skirt. No more half-hearted games of basketball In that unwashed gym shirt.
Come ye, all young and old, To hear the story that's never told! In foregone Texas, a county dwelled- It's name: Van Zandt; and it's men rebelled. The South's creed had created their hate,
I keep trying to fight little by little giving to night losing my might losing my light lost my hope can't say nope keep on trying keep smiling while darkness is flying
I got two brothers doing life and one in the dirt.   I got a perfect son thats never walked because his legs don't work and he shits and pisses in a bag but whatever.  
This year is a new approach  To end my part in suffering No animals will be poached  Passing on the commercial ravenous shopping blundering    The gifts this year will consist;
My friends said it would be fun To have a night out The party had begun  And all the booze has sold out   We arrived at the place
I must express my merry content for a car that’s given me so many events Through the smell of dog hair and that dirty sock we could never find Every time I see your dusty exterior
The howl of endless bullets in the dark It seems I am heading to the graveside And maybe if I don't return back Tell my mother that I have tried
                                                                           The Struggle:                                                   (Marginalised Anglophone Cameroonians) I stand corrected; Yet I am molested;
I had dream that one day we could make world peace Aint nobody else believe in et dream but me My moms told me the world will never change I said mom yes it will just wait and see
So I thought I knew everything… Growing up taught me lessons I should know A high school diploma was just nothing to show Momma was proud when I walked with a degree, I’m sure 
A cloudy mind Riddled with thoughts From demons and lies. Flowers bloom from her chest, Fed by the tears That fall from her eyes. So much love to give, Not enough To satisfy.
I see a family someday whom despite the storm and quake stay together, They stay together even I'm these harsh weather, These are people whose bonds are strong, A family everyone wish to belong,
Up, up, up. 'Round and 'round. Just by thinking about it I became nauseous. I really didn't want to do this because heights always made me a bit cautious.   In that moment I wish I wasn't such a daredevil.
It’s the most beautiful time of the yearFor each and every dudeThe temperature is damn good For each and every dude
Off lehigh go south bound down coraI street, go to where Coral & Boston meet, see that's where I originated from hargert playground with reinforced fleets, Rest Easy to my homies they was the elite, death is price playing in the streets, once
trapped in my own mind since 11 it was always just me and him  the night terrors since i was 7 my dark passenger has to win    he calls him self chaos  he’s my partner in crime 
Growing up through life, The pressure to find a job is high. It feels like a cut from a knife When you don’t know where to spend the rest of your time.  
Feeling negative Factor of causative Method of Gram-positive Crystal violet stain emerged Pessimistic purged Optimistic surge Lotion your tongue with pills Emotions fulfilled
Melanin In my life I've never seen melanin so dark Perfect and beautiful as her mind She passed by and her dark fragrance stained my white heart And it left an indelible mark
Sensitive, over thinker, emotional weak. Yet help, I do not seeek. To myself I keep. Poetry is my escape through the weak.   My emotions I do supress and I'm pretty sure i'm depressed.
The stars in my eyes They’re fading dim The smile on my face It’s wearing thin   The weight of my heart It’s too much to hold It’s pulling me under I’m drowning in cold  
See me in the blue See me acting new It's a pity for you That you couldn't come through   I see you in the light It's getting kind of bright You acted on a freight
I see it when I close my eyes, I see it right before the sunlight rise, I see it in my darkest visions, I see it when the eerie glow of my thoughts envision.   It has eyes, dark, like a black hole
It’s something so dark, Enchanting and hard to remark From the beginning to the end, Not even the brightest of humans will comprehend.   It’s something so dark, Sung with the dullest spark
Do you remember when you fell down? We were eleven years old, when we lived in that small town. You scraped your hands and bruised your knees. A soundly cry escaped your lips as you tried to withhold your painful pleas.
The cost of my pleasure is very high, It's really like that I will die My choice is between this crystal or a pistol, Either way neither is beneficial The doctors say I can only have one,
All these bitches delirious I said, “could you be serious?” They all be acting mysterious But In my bedroom, you don’t hear of this I said, “Get on the floor!” She said, “Give me some more!”
I start to get confused, To a point my brain feels abused, I have to power through, So i can find what is true, Is it worth all the pain, Is it worth the need to break the vein,
I gave you everything,  I showed you everything,   I’d give you all my love,  you gave me a diamond rings,   showed me your true sides, won’t paint a perfect picture   
He screams and kicks But nothing’s changed; He slams his fists against the bricks, He scratches them and tries to fix
Do I want It? 23, responsibility free Single? (possibly ready to mingle) Five years master (double major) Beautiful disaster, double the wager
Dont be sad beco sad opposite is             Das and das not good           Start where you are choose what you have                Do what you can            Smile is the cheapest lipstick so keep smiling
  A brilliant mind  Undefined  By works of those who captivate the mind Devine and true  A black mind that is capable  of more than a just thing or two We sit right in front of you 
I’mma a caramel covered dream, bruised from within. An educated girl, who speaks what she thinks. Mama calls me beautiful, but my enemies call me weak.
The wind howls across the plain Buffeting all the trees equally Branches sway in odd disdain Leaves flutter ceaselessly
I claim   I've been told to speak a certain way To act like I belong To change the way of my looks That's like losing base of my roots  
It started in the beginning of May When I first heard my mother say, That my father would move away To live in a different house someday.  
i have spent most of my life in unconscious apathyoften rubbing at burning eyessleepily staring at fluorescent lightsin windoless classrooms that spark anxiety and agony
Sad eyes and whimpering cries, Questioning myself all these why’s. Why do I have to abused? I didn’t do anything wrong! Why am I not loved? I just want loved! I want to tell you “I love you.”
A Tribute To Parkland By Samuel Hwang   Another shooting. That makes 18 this year and I’m starting to fear maybe I do not hear it when  it comes on on the news,
On an average day In an average mind I imagined the end of one's time Never knowing pain Never losing sane Interest surpassed disdain With the loss of sight With the loss of control
If only you could see what I have seen. If only you could hear what I have heard. Now, more than ever, we need to convene And speak out instead of being deterred. No more, will I endure negative words.
I know what you’ve been through...Its unacceptable and im left With the thought of how someone can be so bland And it disappoints me that it was caused by a man...But im not surprised...
What if I told you I wasn't okay? would you continue to stand and walk away? why is it so hard to see my point of view? you made me, I thought I needed you   Things became lies and lots of forgots
Pearl light, White sheets, Soft yawn, Cold feet. Crisp air, Pink tongue, Sun glare, Heart young. Earl grey mornings, Bring tears to my eyes. The cycle of yearning,
Created By: Yamaiyah Jones In slavery, we are oppressed Shot down by our superior We settle into this state at birth Constantly constant Breaking down, broken
If you care to look behind my eyes What you will find is one who’s wise Thoughts, words, actions that mesmerize
  Some people have it Some people don't Most people want it  Most people don't But, no matter what they say, The only ones with power are the ones we  never say.
I work hard. Stopping is not an option. The haters around me are only toxins. They try to bring me down, From sunrise to sundown. I won't let them. If I were a flower they would try to pluck my stem.
                                               The View from Below You stand up for what you believe is right, But the world looks down on you, it's alright You will face many struggles,
Breaking as you hit the concrete ground Cause no one to catch you was around In tired tears you tried to drown On broken shards you lay
Today, I am not an elegant crier. Puffy-eyed and undesirable, helpless and sympathetic at best But so quickly my eyes become drier
  Once, there was a woman dipped in gold, Raised to stop, smile, and say “hello;” She always did what she was told. Basking in fame and blinded by control,
I am vast and I am blue and more than you can see I am loud and I will be heard by everyone So with this crash I say -No- I decree That I am my own being and I cannot be undone
The haze Thats how it starts Blurry days She doesn’t know how to part The bottle in her hand is her savior She cant take back the memories of fear She couldn’t control her behavior
Note after note turning to compositions  Hoping I don’t choke  The whole team about to figure it out  Seem like times running low  Taking what is ours  Sorting through the files of life 
Verse 1 When your out in this world all lonely You don’t know what to do with yourself honestly Looking back at your life is a tragedy Your trying to move along and be strong for insanity
This bullet is just for you , specially customized  So I killed you like it wasn’t a crime But who am I to decide  If you should remain alive  Or act as if my weapon is just a permission slip
Is this the new norm?Our people mourn,they ask for reform,then nothing is done. Will this ever end?No ways to defend,situations they can't comprehend,families distraught because of a gun.
A freezing wind blows upon my upturned face. Do you feel it too when the world spins at this pace? When disaster strikes, we drag out our monsters, But through the night we wait for something softer.  
I believe that this country is at war Our children soldiers Fighting on the frontlines Since Junior High   While the students Are taking bullets These so called activists
I found my voice out of frustration All I wanted to do was show my creationI desire to be a writer, make worlds for people to get lost inMy greatest fear is that some will say it belongs in a trash binI found my voice when a teacher told me I woul
The so called, “American Dream” Is the ideology that everyone should live content and in peace With the friendly neighborhood barbecues And sewing flags out of fleece.  
Tupac once said that's just the way it is things will never be the same. AN he right police brutality happening everywhere an no one puts up a fight. Last year they had punish a Muslim day ain't no one open they mouth or have a thing to say.
"NOTHING MUCH FOR MINORS" Minors are those less than eighteen, As they don't have knowledge in keen. They don't have a driving licence, As don't have driving sense.
Broken bottles, broken dreams Broken hearts, and broken things Screaming out, to say the least Ive lost it all, un caged the beast To be a menace, isnt wanted But you left me, cold and frozen
There’s something about our world that really irks me. I get so frustrated its starting to hurt me. So, let me take a minute to speak to you personally. We don’t live in a perfect world, there is no such thing.
 We live in a society that’s really traumatizing me,the same routine that can bring an ugly side.And we refuse to change our ways, make the world a better placeIs money and weed the only thing that we will ever chase,there's gotta be something mor
                        To climb the eternal staircase Means that "enough is not enough".                                    To look into the sun.         To reach the top is bound     
To you it might not seem a lot And to you he cannot give it thought But for every little thing you do He owes his entire world to you.
Waking up everyday seems just so hard I am tired of this routine that got me off-guard I have no social life, I am like broken glass shards I been talking to myself, my only insanity ward
It all started when I was four. I never knew she had a drinkig problem before. But now its eleven years laer, and I nevr thought I could hate her, But somehow she chose alcohol over us.
Now that I am the Lord of the Castle in her mind, I instructed her to chase away the tenants, lest they be my rivals: For before I became the Lord, she did have tenants of any kind.
I wake up nights about to weep  Pray lord help me sleep, Because my mind will start racing  Racing back to a time where being a certain race was a crime,  Do I mean to strike fear no, 
Doll House September 6, 2018 ~ Thursday Winter in the heart Blue as the sea Off the windy coast of Maine A little mermaid in waiting
Before I Stay September 5, 2018 ~ Wednesday What if I put right what I got wrong And I put it into a song What if you should decide
I am born, but self consciously I always knew.
Pain is what I hear Pain is what I see Pain is how I feel When I see a black man, lying dead on a street
My play-doh set. My brown barrette. My high top shoes. My young views. My dirty shirts. My elbow hurts.                 My parents yelling. My lips never telling.  
A noble soul But not really at all He proclaims the fall
Boys will be boys. That’s something we seem to hear often. From young age to old days the adage follows. But what about girls? Can’t girls just be girls? No.
I have the black girl blues, I have the black girl blues, I have the black girl blues, And so do you and you and you. Every morning I wake up in my black exterior, to step out into a world where white is superior.
Joy
we are brought into this life and are expected to prosper. we are brought into this life to be a lawyer or a doctor. we desire love in order to fulfill a destiny but was that destiny really meant to be?
Is there any truth in this twisted reality Billions fated to endless hipocracy Though You gave us Jesus to clear all the boundaries Questions remain; shall I trust in what I see  
It’s been a Jan-u-weary of a good time of a year I think we’re ready to relax; it’s time to have good ‘cheers’! Feb-ru-where you at? I ain’t seen you since last year. I’m Marching on to April, yeah 
Knowing and not doing is the pain of the times my mind cannot control this world though possible I know the potential to hold is so close I fold unto my boldness and quit to start to go, oh  
He made me follow his commands And obligated me to become a housewife I didn't have this life in mind, these were not my plans He stopped me from achieving my goals. he didn't let me strife   
Old roads and new hoes, you know how this essay goes. Crime rampant on the streets. Homeless men, calloused feet.Overdoses, opiates. Young people with too much hate.Gun violence, death from crime.
Four years’ worth of opportunity and tragedy Lead to some of the craziest of dreams And I would reach these by any means Because all I needed was a practicality Accomplishment has never been my reality
Death, death, all around. Not making a peep, not making a sound. It's not death coming for me that I fear. It's death coming for the people that I hold most dear. To live a life without someone you love is scary.
My heart is racing, I don't know why it keeps beating really fast. Each day I wake up, putting on this mask. I get afraid to do certain things, very easy, simple tasks.
Going with the motion  Hiding the emotion  Fearing the end of day--   What can I say?  This is just the end I lay penned  Under your hate   I feel the weight 
Would I still stand up? Even if all are against me? Would I still help out? Even if my pockets are empty? Would I stand my ground? Even if the foundation is weak? Would I be willing to lose it all? Even if I'm at my peak?
Input the username JSP Make it easy to underestimate The unoriginal opening But this account name is just token  see, to my email. So thats the one I chose to use Whims that made me slip and choose
When someone barks at you, don't get mad; it is the nature of dog in act.
Your hands are shaking like leaves in the wind. No one knows to look inside of the soul, Or how to see these spotted hands have sinned. Never the less, swallowed words take their toll.
Burning Hate By: Isabelle Gonzalez   Burning tears stream down the woman’s face The tears reside as she is filled with grace. She is reminded of life’s constant race,
My aunt had just paid for “ski school.” If she only knew how much that meant to me.  I was placed with her and a pool of people, I excelled exponentially. We started in “1st grade”
My aunt had just paid for “ski school.” If she only knew how much that meant to me.  I was placed with her and a pool of people, I excelled exponentially. We started in “1st grade”
Since the day I was born, my father new I was special. He always poured into me and made sure I did everything right. Day in and day out he worked and worked till it was night.
To all the people I give thanks, To friends and family, Who influence my daily life, My thanks to you from me.   To special folks with gifts, Those few atop the batch. 
It was just a sunflower giving me all its hopeful power and optimism. The animism that shined through its face, and the large space
Plug it in to drown in out Indulge the sound and dance about Stress is without a trace Momentarily, hope takes its place Feeling connected and no longer alone
Stumbling in the darkness, They say that ignorance is bliss. But yet leads to becoming careless, Oh! How did mortal eyes ever miss? Such a brilliant radiance, Which was concealed behind a certain oblivion.
Rays of sunshine can be found in your heart, Spreading to everyone you meet, Your beauty is a work of art, Leaving you was bittersweet.  
Guardian Given the wings so you can fly, Out of the hood from where you came no allies. Friend by relatives but met you in the chapel
‍‍‍You're there when I'm engulfed in depression You're there when my insecurities poke You're there when my guilt is my obsession You're there when my fears begin to provoke
I have plenty of people to thank Because a lot of these people have had my flank But none of these compare to my uncles They’ve been my backbone and my knuckles
The first time we collide I was in aweI could believe this type of happiness Knowledge that if I ever did cry raw You would welcome me into your own nestWith a name just as odd as the beaches 
Our words are such a dangerous weapon History is a perfect example of current events that reigns on us from our country’s past written and spoken. We spewed out hate and now look at our nation.
Thank you for everything. Thank you for you, Thank you for support, I know this thank you is long overdue.   You have taught me the way of life. How to love, And how to live,
My God, the one who keeps me straight He protects me, he listens to me With him I will not be afraid. He teaches lessons for me to learn Harsh or saddening So when my time comes I won't burn.
Blonde hair, beachside, best smile, bright mind Strong will, steady life Something I couldn’t see when you were by my side Please just a little more time to catch your wise
O expectations, what a blessing in a curse You taught me to want more from myself   Without you, I'd be feeling so much worse No longer just a bland book on a shelf  
My father’s hands were calloused And rough, worn down from years of labor. Those hands – the tough hands I brushed As a child – they were an immigrant’s honor. They fought for us, always, when my mother
Grandma how much love I have for you you took care of me through every avenue  as much love that would fit inside a beautifuly pumping heart as much love that would make a heart restart
Talented, graceful, insightful, and smart That’s what you are to me Your choreography was a work of art  
Disco pants  Long hair Chest hair  Don’t care You three look at me  With such an inviting stare  I let my frustration be  I let it go for a song or two or three  I dance along
Man I want to hate you so bad but I can't I wish I didn't care about you but I do.... It hurts soooo bad and I don't know what to do
What is a mentor to me? What a mentor is, is a question that needs to be answered. A mentor is someone who made an impact on thee.
Her
I am more than the secrets that lie between my legs. You taught me that they were going to beg. But if I loved myself more with a passion then they would learn to have a little more compassion. 
Practice what you preach ,keep your peace  Forgive and forget don't hold on to regret  Fight for what is right but dont fall asleep angry tonight 
I am an old soul thank god for Purple Rain! We have gone through many things we are familiar with growing pain. I have unyielding faith and ambition anything thrown at me I succeed obstacles slain.
Isn't it odd that I consider myself lucky That no unwanted man has ever put his grubby hands on me?   This is not about luck though, or the clothes I've been wearing
Oh teacher, my teacher, You were truly an inspiration to me. I am heartbroken to learn of your passing. You left us too soon, I believe.   You touched the lives of many,
Fellowman, The humans who share this space. All with a different race. A different shade, And unequally paid. We all struggle,
Encouraged by none encompassed with doubt it only took one to turn that about.    Four simple words I thought they were lies. It's kind of absurd how tears filled my eyes.   
The Giver is a good book to read. It talks about emotions and that's all you need. Observing everthing is what it taught me. Difference is special is what I learned to see.
These dreams they are always attacking me If only I had the blast of the past I keep on hearing words of blasphemy The memory I have will never last
Fourth grade is when I met him Mr. Smith, my ELAR teacher He didn't make words dim He made them a fine feature Incouraging me to write stories To use my words to send a message
 Thank you music for being from days of old where to this day, millions and millions are sold. Thank you music for being from Rock ‘n Roll to Country, Jazz to Soul
Everyone wants to stand out Especially now in this world we live in What's that all about? Why can't we be happy being normal? Nobody seems to think that's okay anymore Everyone wants to be paranormal
I want to thank the ones that taught me to never give up  I want to appreciate those who showed me how to live up They underwent pain but they rose  They kept walking the path they chose 
She was the initial experience A fright, or perhaps a hope And although wrapped in her benevolence Struggled in heading up the slope A cliche appears more as a provocation
I was told being an extrovert was better. But what they didn't know, Was that the words were a heavy blow. I didn't want to be "better"
I was calling myself a feminist by the time I was six So it’s no surprise that I’ve always been up to date on politics I can’t help but be angry at the government   Parkland happened when I was seventeen
Being a sopomore Not knowing how to work I walked through the classroom door And you gave me homework upon homework   At first it was hard But then, I learned to work hard to get it done
Mother (Poem By Sahaj Sabharwal)
When the businessman arose from slumber He marched toward the front door Unaware of his problems Focused only on his daily chores   Off to work he went
They use to call me Oreo. Said I was dark on the outside but white within. As if the way I act changes the color of my skin. Yea I’m a mixed girl, millatto, a mutt. I got the white girl hair and the black girl butt.
I come from blurry images that look back at me from the mirror I say I'm beautiful but harsh words from the past hit me like a pair of Anvils weighing down on me Bulying hurts and lays skin deep
  The man that means so much to me I have never with my own eyes seen. He died long before I was even born After a life of struggle heroically borne.   This man was a captive and then a slave
Small… little… shrimp… Growing up was tough Picked on for years because of my size Just wanted to say enough   Late to hit my growth spurt Affecting me in sports Parents so supportive
My pupper is Oliver He truly is the cutest He is soft, all over I love him
Girl Scouts is the original feminist movement. Teaching girls how to Cook Potions and concotions to prove to men That we aren’t less then
Your percussion becomes a domed playground, And I'm swept by the cacophony of your sound. The cry of the violins moves me to tears, And you soothe my fears through all the years.
You thought you could drop me down But now I'm stronger You tried to steal my crown And now I'm wiser You planned defeat for me But I'm the winner You shaped me out to be Tougher, smarter, better
Born with less, but she kept us fed. She told me knowledge is power, Went to college, so this world doesn't devour. You mean the world to me, that's a fact, A better tomorrow for us is what I ask.
O Julia, do you remember elementary school Where every one of us was a young fool Drunk on youth although we couldn't drink yet Free from the constrains of student debt Gee, Julia, elementary school ruled.  
You have strengthened me when I feel weak You have done so much for me within a blink I want to thank you for getting through some things For only you can tie me back together with strings
Light shone on me in the earliest youth I grew up and learned the truth, Crazy enough life may laugh, At the things you say, at your made up tasks.   At age 12 they started to make sense
I dreamed a dream So real it seemed To be completely true. But when I awoke, My heart only broke For I was still without you.
How does one start a an ode to a figure so great A thanks to someone who puts the food on my plate An anthem of praise to a fun loving being Who stands up for me when I fell like fleeing 
The first meeting I had, I was scared but I didn't let it show. I didn't realize that the popular boys where on the team.
It's who she is that makes her beautifuland not her looks that make her glowBut her soul shines through her fleshlike the sun that beams against the iciclesUniquely designed snowflakes intricately combined
Thankful Wow look where I am now,  You raised me to do great. Now im here hearing you all say wow. Im finally doing great.  Mom you gave birth to me, So I thank you.
I give others laughter, smiles, and joy. Making all of them happy, Helps fill the void. I'm afraid I'm addicted, To the joy that I bring. To be giving to others Whats been taken from me.
I hide all my pain through this clever disguise, A mask of laughter, That doesn't cover my eyes.
A world full of sin just trying not to give in. A rose among thorns. Only few will not conform. This life is not yours to live, but at the end you must give. For judgment will come
I wake up, get ready, and leave It's the same routine but you've made it different for me You make my day and show me the way  But yet you receive minimum pay   You feed my curiosity and see the best in me
Mentally I’m falling Not physically of course. Physically I’m walking With a little bit of force.  
The gentle fall of silver flakes Within my head a image does make How can it be so cold and cruel When it is the one true rule The frost that covers these frozen lands The sting of hail as it hits my hands
Thank you Mom for tucking me in at night. You always made sure that everything was going to be alright. I never said how much I appreciated your hugs so tight. You made my dreams seem not too far out of sight.
torn away from my only family why couldn't i stay? it was my own fault nothing to give but a price to pay what did I do?  down on my knees I pray
torn away from my only family why couldn't i stay? it was my own fault nothing to give but a price to pay what did I do?  down on my knees I pray
As I Stand, I stand on the back of a man. Who inspired me to be all I could be Even when it seemed hard to be me. One who is courageous and brave, One who came to save. They call him, JESUS
What all has my mother done for me? She's read to me, cooked for me Made all my favorite food And even when she was stressed from work, to me she was never rude  
My mentor is slowly fading, cascading, 
HATE is not LOVE By: Nate' DixonHATE is the bullet that kills young lives.HATE is that thing that steals our successors’ pride.HATE is the demon that tears the world apart.HATE is the realistic deception that no one has a heart.HATE is the evidenc
For Mama   You’ve been my strength Through all of these years Through broken bones And endless tears You’ve been my strength Through tragic shows Through worthless bullies
Together we stand, the weak and the strong  To fulfill the traits that each other lacks  We ignore the crowd, who think we are wrong  To stand beside those that make their own tracks. Alone was I, before they came 
The doors begin to open, And time begins to flow, As reality is broken, A world begins as an embryo.   So much to do, So much to learn,
Wandering in the early morning of October nine,The air of beauty and nature was breathed in tor;clamoring the beauty of day as it rested the dark night,Behold! It is the birthday of a father, a boss—a mentor;
you are newfound confidence, in a mind so lost and confused  your influence is bottomless, in expression you are used. without you i wilt, like a flower in the heat 
“What can I get you on this fine day?” “Fine? Are you blind? The sky’s dark gray!” “That doesn’t matter, today can still be great! “Who put an Unhappy Meal on your breakfast plate?”
Salty tears run down my face I finished last in this long race You had vansihed without a trace. My stomach tight, my mouth tart I lost your love, your reckless heart Now someone else has a head start.
Eternal burdens, you call them That which I carry on my back. For many years, they stay with me Without purpose to stay on track. Instead I revere those mentors Who have forced me to start again,
I sit in the back of a dimly lit room Dancers swiftly move in unison in front of  me Staring at her gleaming costume I never thought I would be free   My eye met the movement inquisitively
In a land of ease, She wore her heart on her sleeves. Aware of the thieves, and how they mislead, She executed like a gentle winter breeze.
Let your light shine Jalen Nichols Jr.   Sometimes i sit with a pen & pad to reflect This is an art-form that my passion wants to perfect
High school is hard, trying to find who you are what you want to be, you could be a star you have four long years, to figure this out doing all you can, til you find your route
Finally. I'm going to tell About that Friday night I remember all to well.   You said you loved me. I believed you. But you couldn't have. How could you?  
From childhood to adulthood you’ve been with me. I can not thank you enough for the sacrifices you’ve made, for our family. Your wisdom, your guidance, your loving hand.   Has gotten me through times, unplanned.
“Love yourself before you love others. You can’t love a man Until you love what’s in the mirror” We were told this by our mothers. Few took this and ran, But the rest didn’t even consider  
I have seen you Grow as I grew You taught me much That I never knew It took me to where I am
You’re hidden inside of me You are the ice of my veins You’re the secret in my heart You flow to my brain   Pulling my oxygen from me, you make me blue
Superheros have capes Power of immortals Strength of the ribs, Protecting a torso Humans have hands Used like rubber Hard and misused But secures like a lover Thats why I love her
Pain, there is no greater thing.The fear that betrayal can bring.I always wear this mask, To hide all the cracks.I thought all the politics were gone,The tears that were brought on.I thought they had my back,But now here I stand like an empty old
PredestinationThank you “Predestination” For being the beginning of my trans presentation.Going through each slide Is a wonder itself. It’s like taking a ride With Elf on the Shelf. Jane to John and many more,Except my st
You have affected me. You make my heart skip a beat. That dimpled smile of yours has me returning your smile with glee.   What am I to do? All my mind thinks of is you,
My lovely and finely polished friend,your black and white keys put my fingers' boredom to an end.I've always loved the way that you sang,
Its been a hard day A lot of emotions going around I can't stand down I have to say it out loud DON'T SHOOT, DON'T SHOOT I know my hands are down But I would like to stay alive a little longer
With every passing moment every message that I read I often look back at them and all I feel is regret   I would have took the world and wrapped it up all nice for you
Maybe it’s ‘cuz I don’t know, What to do or where to go. Maybe ‘cuz it’s hard to see How those I knew affected me. What do I share? What do I say, About the person who helped me change?  
Morning streaks on and off, upon such day dream 's oft, phasing off in horizons vast, leaving dry memoirs of whimpering shadows.
  As she climbs the hills of desireA pigeon swoops down with eyes of fire,To give word to thy maiden of spun gold,The knight of Fenwood’s skin has gone cold.Soon the sweet maiden may cease to amendThe piteous soul she struggles to defend.Beyond th
I hate the late nights All they ever do is breed hate Not for anybody else but me, Can't you relate? Maybe I need a soothing voice, one that's confident and sure.
To get away from reality I fall into a fantasy Created by my own anxiety   Fear flowing from my feet to my head I mess up relationships instead By overthinking way ahead  
In eighth grade, I was new and alone. The best part of my school day was when I got to go home. There were things about me that most teachers didn’t approve of,
  Her humane heart beat ajar, Poor child, being a false saint, Combat booted feet in tar. Searching for the dullest star,
My soul is mine       - proof isolation. They don’t know the inner me              - my name, just AnnaLee. But in the place where I grieve alone,            I live the real life that is just my own.
what a beautiful thing it is to have loved but to have lost it in time so fleeting unimaginable pain and joy it brings where two lover's hearts may still be beating
I rock my frown upside down On my head I wear a crown Open your eyes and you will see Inside of Me there lives a queen Can't let nothing keep me down 'Cause I was born to be free
Come back to the dark my love “It’s brighter than it looks down here” All alone consumed by fears I'm drowning myself in forlorn tears  
Millions of faces now unclear,  we were warned millions of times, my legs each carried a ton, Trying to find my mother, It felt as if I had walked across the globe, Searching, The heat so intense,
She stands behind me, wordlessly waiting. Such strength when needed and never abating-- A voice strong as an iron cage, but padded with light, She commands in the weakest to do what is right.
One Woman She is tough, When I don’t do my stuff.   She is kind, She also has a beautiful mind.   She cries,
One hop, two hop Three hop, Four, How many hops till I know my test score? I read and I read, Make sure it is right, But i can’t help seeing
One hop, two hop Three hop, Four, How many hops till I know my test score? I read and I read, Make sure it is right, But i can’t help seeing
Words on a page like birds on a plane just a double standard no words can explain I tried to figure out what the birds tried to say Tweet, tweet, tweet, not a social media page
The importance of knowledge to myself, Oh so important, as important as life itself, The acquiring of knowledge is one of many inspirations To keep pursuing my goals, causes, and motivations.
A/N: I wrote this when I was like 14, and I thought it was HILARIOUS, so I'm sharing it now, especially because I'm turning 18 this October.   I wish I was 18, or at least 23
Good god! What horror and destruction it must have come from our own corruption We fight, we’re selfish, and have no remorse Then a hurricane comes and takes us by force  
This sport is more than a game, For years you’ve helped me heal my pain. You’re the only sport where you’re allowed to steal,
I never was eager, To see you that early. You always seemed to smile, When I found myself nothing but idle. But I never found it annoying, rather, I found it very reassuring.  
Sometimes I wonder what is actually wrong with me. For starters I'm a stuttery mess with all consuming anxiety. I think to much and it suffocates me. It's like I get lost in myself and forget to how to breathe.
Those moments in time, when you pause in life; you stop to smell roses, but never consider the thorns that cut like knives. Perhaps on a sunny day, when a few clouds whisk by;
If only I could travel back through time, where life starts to go trough hell fire and flame. For when I finally started to aim, I lost my future's grip and could not climb. I would catch myself and all my glory,
Oh, Madre Mia the most beautiful of them all. You with your tender words and sayings Have nurtured me since I was small. You have been there to give me your blessings Even if I succeed or I fall.
An icon, but she’s not just pretty. Originally known as Norma Jeane, Marilyn Monroe proved she was witty. The fifties, you could see her in any scene.
Did grandpa ever tell you That carpets once flew through the air? Sure I know he's old, sister,
Remember when you broke your right hip? It came as a shock to me. There you were, the picture of health, And only eighty three.   Of course, you were most disgruntled.
On the first day of school I walked into a physics room Being here, I was such a fool Not aware that I will face doom   Prothro launched projectiles
  We’re expected to go to college and get an education. We’re trying to have perfected lifestyles in time for our graduation.
In the beginning, a hand touch my little head Aflamed with light and life There I see a heavenly figure, lively, not dead I see no look on his face of any strife   He watched me grow from small to big
Pesky, Worthless, Annoying, Clingy Things said about a dandelion Or are they about me? Why won't you just go away? The dandelion has no answer It didn't ask to be this way
Beside me ever perilous Stands a figure clear The wake of every morning Is outshadowed by him near He talks of nothing personal
how terrifying how exhilarating how dreadful how free: to be a lost colony, to leave your mark on the world carved into a tree and then to flee, tired of waiting for a rescue
First take a cup of passion and mix it with some pride, then shake it up the best you can and bring it right outside. Then find some inspiration
I’ve never written a poem about another man. In this strange era of forced masculinity, My father would think it's queer to show affinity towards one in which I am.
Thank you to the one that gave me life without giving birth. Thank you to the one who gave me meaning without losing worth. Your words gave me light to sky without a ceiling,
We were friends at then, I remember we met at ten, She said a Hi!,and asked for reply, I replied but told a lie, The lie was also unknown to me, Suddenly I made a flee,
I was obediant, but you were defiant Not a toe out of line, I'm coloring inside the lines But you took the lead, you braved your life You're windbeaten but inside you are dressed to the nines  
Tip tap Goes the maker of the map His tools Click and clack.   He’s found the world
How do you feel? I asked the man. His response was slow   He answered me though, Wise words seemed to flow
 
Silence can kill a game. Silence has much shame. Silence rings with pain. Silence does not end with change. Silence keeps fears locked away.
The mastery of diligence  A right amount of playful intelligence  Tales of what it must be  Peering clear into the sea    Lessons passed with fervor Influencing the curious observer 
Soaring giants of legend long, Praised in tale and praised in song: Mountains high with veins of gold, Craggy cliffs of ice and cold. Peaks like swords, rising high To win the war against the sky.
Thankyou for teaching me  Teaching me biology  Teaching me literarature  Teaching me history  Teaching me math But most importantly for teaching me reality 
Do you remember when I was small and frail And you wanted nothing more than to see me fail Remember when I was a threat Because I passed our mother's tests You must remember your anger
God, I tell myself I'm over it, When I pray to you fear is overcome. Then the news and conflicting opinions hit, And suddenly my new-found strength is gone.   I thought that I was in a fortress,
A big thank you to poetry who has taught me more about myself then anyone or anything else. I used to be  weak and insecure, my whole life was once a blur until poetry made me
Let Me first say I'm no preacher or phone But this is a message I thought should be revealed, Because it's so concealed yet always shown and rarely known,
WHY
Why assume I am always busy with work? Why assume you are bothering me? Why are you acting like everything is bright ignoring the darkness? Why can’t you confess you suck at communication?
कस्ता आतलाग्दा थिए हाम्रो बाल्यकाल सम्झनामा आउछन ति पैनिकिनाराको हिडाई याद आउछ गाउँको बासघारी जलाएको चरा मारी खादा जङ्गल खरानी बनाएको सप्तकोशिको किनारमा बनाएको हाम्रो जोडिएको घर
I say mens do cry they cry more than women they cry for the days they failed they cry for the happiness they fail to give
Bumble Bumble Bumblebee Come fly with me You're in my dreams But not in site But I promise to dream of you tonight   I'll hold you close I'll hold you tight
Dear Freddy, I just wanted to say thank you, since I never got the chance to. You might have just been my neighbor, but you were also my friend too.   When you passed I finally feared death,
i wonder where you are  i wonder how you been  i hope you aint to far  cuz i wanna feel your skin say i wanna feel your touch  yea i wanna feel your love wanna feel your energy 
My heart feels so empty whenever you're not near I wish from deep inside of me, you can always be here I know though that you would soon grow sick, glued unto my side As my aura slowly kills everything aside
I've always had my doubt, But of you, not about; Whether they're there or not,  Or if they're just a bot. But you're always there You, I could never scare If I'm happy or sad or just feeling bad
A thousand words could not bring you back... I know because I tried.   Not even a thousand tears could bring you back... I know because I tried.  
Since that rainy Monday night*, times have changed From warm days to the callous wintry days. Through years when spring blooms grew and winters panged  I learned to discern Thy redeeming ways.
People as psycho  When they are wearing those rosy lenses But they don't normally act with gestures that are micro Instead, they shock your senses    For so long I have wanted that person
    I was walking with my friend Having non-stop fun When a man asked us to mend A store bought gun As gullible as we were,
Dear Mother,
They said we wouldn't make it But I've set myself straight They told us we didn't have a chance But I'm doing just great   They said there wasn't a point In trying to live our lives
You guided me true When all I thought I had left was you How could I ever repay your kindness When you were the one to light my blindness Now I can see all the possibilities before me
My father, my father, how much you mean to me, You’ve taught me how to be mature, and good as I can be, You help me up when I fall down, and tell me I can do it,
I'm walking to my car from your beach.  When I say walking I really mean limping.   Those glass shards, hidden under the sand not seen until it's too late it's almost as if it was fate,
I Hold No question at all I Don't fear the unknown I've Known My Liquor & Gold Spirited Soul Has to Bear It Alone
I wanted to kill myself With every second feeling like hours, and hours feeling like days I cried and I cried begging Him to make it okay I thought I was alone Looking around, I saw a walk of calm and faces of tame
There goes a time in a young girls life where she is told she is not good enough. That she will never be as pretty as the next. I was told I wasn’t pretty enough or tall enough or skinny enough.
Her lyre-play adding more life to the scene, drifting across the wind, water and ground. For her: the leaves on the boughs have more green; the songs from beaks have more blending in sound;
I fell in love at a bus stop I fell in love and came out on top I fell for him and it was my fault I fell in love at a bus stop   Across the rows I crossed alone More than hope
Life is like a game of chess, You have an array of choices for your next step. You have to take it turn by turn,
What poetry has taught me is to be more creative   To write what I felt and to hear it sound right in the mind as well as out loud. To broaden my mind and be imaginative,
What I got from poetry is something I wanted to learn Thoughts in my head don't need to be burned I can go back to it and see where I been  Because I like to re read it after I win
Read between the lines, Something I have just learned, Some people try to hide, Behind powerful words.   For some it's difficult, To find the correct vocabulary, For vocal expression,
I was the shattered glass laying on the floor, until you swept me up and built me into something more. I was a hole in the knee of your favorite blue jeans,  and you stitched me up along the seams.
I was the shattered glass laying on the floor, until you swept me up and built me into something more. I was a hole in the knee of your favorite blue jeans,  and you stitched me up along the seams.
Him
My smile shines at the sound of his name His chocolate eyes stared only at me But his reputation brought him his fame Why did his looks fill up my heart of glee?   His calm voice brought me home.
post suicide-attempt words stopped making sense depression taking hold anxiety uncontrolled mind plagued by disease  only one offer of ease prayer disguesed as poetry to set my mind free
Whisper here, Whisper there, I heard you whisper in his ear, Told him the gossiper's word, With the forbidden glare.   The hallway, a lounge, The lockers, full of the smoky words of cold hounds.
The world is dying and we don't even care We lie and cheat, making nothing fair.
A jack of all trades but a master of noneSkilled in plenty but always out doneBy those who mastered their craft and tradeLeaves this world with no legacy made
The words will show me the way. They do whatever I say. So I write them all out. There's no need to shout. My poetry can save the day.   Poetry is an interesting creature. 
I’ve heard the times are bound to bring forth changeThat our endings defeat mending to achieve great gainsAnd the newest always wins every raceEven when there’s nothing worthy left to chase
I was never lost, but always found Swallowed deep between the lines Far behind the steep wall, that confines Fresh ink spirals across the tome
I fight the darkness of the heart The hidden and dangerous part Closed with a bolt, local and key The secret of forgotten past left to be Lost, there is no way I see out, Deepening darkness creates my doubt
  Small words taught me to sympathize   with strangers and their inner tides.  
Hooray!! A big box has arrived. it is so... BIG, I wonder what must be inside?  BUT inside your mind, you know something is not right.  Your guests stare for the size. 
My mind was not quite right, my thoughts would give me a fright,  grabbed me a journal, made the thoughts external, and now I'm feeling alright.
Life is a funny lady I swear, She is always taking me to places far away. I am always following her everywhere, And when it is time to go, she wants to stay. Alas, it is not always bad however,
I could of feed my baby I could of sent her to a good school I could of avoid abortion
Growing up I thought emotions Were to be kept down inside Inside a growing ocean Where they could always hide.   I always thought them unsightly And rather unclean I used to fight
Wordsworth and Coleridge taught me some things On appreciating nature and to love what life brings. Wordsworth left his home to travel to beautiful places. He beheld the beauty and let it inspire all his poetry’s faces.
Wordsworth and Coleridge taught me some things On appreciating nature and to love what life brings. Wordsworth left his home to travel to beautiful places. He beheld the beauty and let it inspire all his poetry’s faces.
So close I could almost taste it. Yet, all along, I knew I'd be scared to face it.  The thing I'd been chasing The one I'd been craving. Yeah, I'm scared to face it. It's a paradox A pandora's box
So close I could almost taste it. Yet, all along, I knew I'd be scared to face it.  The thing I'd been chasing The one I'd been craving. Yeah, I'm scared to face it. It's a paradox A pandora's box
Poems are confusing  Their purposes disguised Seemingly blunt yet concealing  A plausibly traumatic demise Whomever shall find these creatures appealing
Sonnets are spoken for through a story.
With careful cadence, ink steps on pages And rhythmically, words stride to our minds. They serve all the troubled of the ages,
You have a beautiful smile, thats what you said. I laughed it off as just pretend. A month then passed and you were there, Right beside me combing my hair. Behind my ear in a loving way,
Bang, Bang. You Shot Me Down. You broke my heart and let me drown. You lost sight of what we had. You didnt care if it hurt so bad. We Fell In Love In A Hopeless Place.
When I’m with you I feel so brave  Like nothing around could make me cave You keep me safe in the dark  And when I’m with you I see a spark  Together we can beat them all  No one can ever make us fall 
Once I read a poem So boring and old. It consisted of rhymes  And a lesson untold. I analyzed the poem, scrutinizing it with my eyes. Yet the true meaning remained hidden, never to abide.
Words are the bridge to our thoughts; Created to convey an idea inside. When my mind is tangled in knots,
For I did not know it would be this hard, walking around with a broken hard. Hiding the pain behind a wide smile, but only being able to fake it for a while. No one knows and no one will, about the hurt that has been delt.
The Bill of Rights- our First Ten Amendments They ensure our Rights and Freedom Limiting the Control of our Government Giving us Powers when we most need them  
Glass child in a world of plastic Cat lover that’s allergic to cats, and People lover that’s allergic to people Love lover that’s ashamed of that, I Hate crowds cause that’s too much static
What do you see when you look at someone? Do you only see what’s on the outside, the skin and bone? Or do you see what is on the inside, their heart, their mind, their soul?
Arriving in Rome, awakened and upbeat  A vision of artistry, so excited to meet. Shifting through the crowds, in the distance I observe Someone is hurt, striking a nerve.
Make sure you read this more than once. Lack of pursuit results in dunce.   I have much to say and much to show. Remember you know nothing as this is the goal.
Often, it feels like I speak into a void People come and go because they get annoyed Poetry focuses on my issue And at times shows me how I misuse Relationships and people, rather they're at fault or it’s me
A piece of writing, according to a dictionary definition That partakes of the nature of both speech and song, according to a dictionary definition
It is the eyes for the blind And the ears for the deaf It pours life into my mind And kills every closeted breath.   It releases a fire of emotion And opens a floodgate of truth
Shel Silverstein could make me smile, On a good day or one bad. Just not reading his poems for a while, Would make me close to mad. Judith Viorst could have me smirk, After reading an absurd verse.
As I sit within the walls of darkness within,  poetry pours onto my page,  words ive spoken, places ive been,  offering relief from my cage,    As she sits with her hands over her ears, 
You are there beginning through end You encompass us before we are even given a soul You shout at the thought of the fears we do send
Mirrored edges slit spirited pledges That were made in boastful lie Farfetched canons stretch quandaries asunder That would have otherwise caused you to die   In this half-baked day of a summer splay 
There is a quiet power to the words bound to a page, From descriptions of the rain To lines of fiery rage.   A poem shakes your hand And weaves art inside your brain, 
Caterpillar oh so slow. Moving at a pace so as not to show. Your mind slowly growing and growing. Learning and being twisted as you go. Caterpillar that moves so slow.Caterpillar wise in your ways
I learned to forgive and escape my troubled mind I stopped just to give you a bit of my time I write and I write hoping to perfect these lines But the effort is not seen after I erase them 15 times  
When stuck inside a world of doubt When words you seem to be without When all seems like it’s doomed to fail A golden poem can prevail.  
Thales found a river running past The poetry of Earth beat fast On whim, the river’s course may change In brilliant prose, the forest strange
I don't want to fall and wonder why it has gone to nothing/ You left me out in the stormy rain, I thought you were bluffing/ Tears streaked down my face like the dirt you made me out to be/ 
Many can say that Poetry is a simple concept However, they probably don’t understand that it’s difficult  to create a piece of literature with technique, symbolism, and depth
I pursued Psychology, why? Because I felt a step closer to you. I began to write in a journal, why? Because I felt closer to you.  I never knew what  I wanted to do, besides play soccer Until I met you. 
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The little boy slid Across a wooden floor. His mother called him over To hear near-forgotten lore.   Not too far in the future, In terrified, frozen awe, He’d soon come to understand
Deep beneath the surface, A dam held back the flow. Let it out, let it out! Writing helped me let it go.
  overloaded, overwhelmed, she is able to change her mold, get traction, grab a hold flexible, elastic, ready to change  bending, changing, shaping, rearranged
You never know who you can tell. It can make you hide behind your walls and build a shell.  It started with a drink, how did it end up like this? I didn't tell him 'yes,' so why did he give me a kiss? 
Life as I knew it was not fair I was thrown from here to there. Never knowing where I might sleep  My poetry was all I had to keep.   I would write for days upon end
Hazel eyes. Blue skies. Many looks. "Got any books?" I'd travel many miles, To be with you. Sit and wait. Sanity still at stake. Lost for you. So, so lost for you.  
In poetry I recognize an everlasting peace Where my heartfelt emotions are released.   I express my current feelings from within, For in poetry I know just where to begin.  
As The Days Go By, Children laugh and play, later grow up to run and hide away The ghetto streets are the gateway to hell, soon they will grow only to hear the prison bells.
I look past the trees and into the marvelous ocean Back to the water resembling a sweet potion.  There I find peace within my heart, Surely a calm approach and start For the journey that lies ahead Held together like a loaf of bread.  I close my e
Mother Poetry, Lend me your ears, So I can tell you my darkest fears. Help me grow as tall as a tree. Mother Poetry, Lend me your helping hands, So I can be the one who understands.
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As I read a poem about life, I realize that other people go through like me, Some people have  pain and strife, Yet a few have so much hapiness which they can see, Still others fight for what they think is right,
As I read a poem about life, I realize that other people go through like me, Some people have  pain and strife, Yet a few have so much hapiness which they can see, Still others fight for what they think is right,
You sit and stare out at the fieldYou shut your eyes and form a shield.Where did you go wrong?The words and insults form a song.You’re such a fake friend!
The words in my head keep me laid down in bed They are overbearing, I am always wary My laptop, the shiny bright light I press the keys and begin to write  
What poetry has taught me is how to be true, Even though sometimes I haven't a clue. When I feel upset or mad, I pick up my pencil and paper pad. I write down my worries, my future, my fears,
My emotions belong in a cage, Eventually, slowly, hesitantly plotting a war to wage. If I ever let them show, let them out, they’ll raise hell, For the vultures, they ring the dinner bell,
Do you know me? Do you know what it's like to be me? Have you taken a walk in my shoes? Oh! I'm just a little black girl in this America we live in. I just have to work a little harder...
live in the moment and have some fun you're blind, you're naive, you never listen get crazy and wild; worry when you're done mind's empty, heart's dull, but your soul glistens  
we all got thoughts but how do we get them across if everything that's said is taken out of porportion, and in your head you don't understand what's spoken? that's where rhymes come in and words become art,
Every line has a meaning.  Emotions always flooding threw.  All heart is let out knowing what is really true no matter how long or short it is it always related to something that someone cares 
The world is a maze of good and bad. There are times when we are happy and times when we are sad.
It’s the devil in DISGUISE, When you look into its eyes, You become mesmerized. An eater of souls and a dark cloud above, At one point you thought it was LOVE. You’d give up your LIFE just to have a TASTE.
Light-Up the way for me, I'm scared of the dark. Illuminate the blackest road, with the brightest spark. Light-Up my mind,
Would it be OK if I took some of your time? Would it be OK if I wrote you a rhyme? Would it be OK if I opened your heart?
Thoughts of you surround me, You're The beating of my heart. The love you give defines me, My life no longer in the dark. I am lost if you're away, You have me so completely,
Much like in someone's infancy, we are let to roam free in a sea of joy and being naive. Perhaps they may try to sieve through our thoughts, but in growth it's important to have hope, despite any slippery slope.
Tears are rolling down the audience's cheeks and the sound of laughter continously bounces off the many walls in the theatre. Spirits are uplifted and beliefs are questioned.
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When you see something you know to your assumptions you go funny are limericks steady are red bricks But sometimes that is a no
Shakespeare this, Shakespeare that. From Hamlet to the tragicomdey King Lear, Our AP Literature teacher held in high regard.   The enthusiam of learning ancient literature,
Gaze into the Laver there you shall see the Saviour. Buried beneath the deep. Where sin goes down to sleep. Water rushes: Consuming. As new life rises: Blooming.  
"High School turned me into a Zombie.Poetry turned me into a Monster..."  
To attempt to meet the expectations of others was nearly the death of me.   I thought too much and ended up doubting my own beauty.   They drained me of all that I had like ravenous parasites,  
What did poetry do? Poetry was the thing that picked me up, kept me going. Here is my poem.
As I play with your tiny toes and teeny hands, I can’t help but think of the future at hand.   These little toes will soon walk, In lands where all kinds of people talk.  
Breathless from hiccups, I slowly mouthed the words I wrote, the words that housed my weary soul that was far too weak and the tears along my cheek Lovely creation from my trepidation
I used to sit in my room on my phone all of the time, even when my parents weren't home. I always knew I needed something more, as I was tired of feeling so alone. I then got out a paper and pen and poetry started to flow.
What stories would old bones tell us? What stories would they sing? I can feel my soul screaming But my head won't let it in   I wonder if it felt like this, Rome falling way back when.  
There are extreme chance to flow Or best way jump against high to low But the possibility to win Is a good idea or sin We Don't Know? Then just stand on the sand Let's everything to go
Poetry has taught me that everyone has something to say No matter what walk of life you came from Or how you think of yourself in a different way Poetry isn't some random words on a page
It deepened my soul, opened my eyes, pulled me out of my dark and internal demise. It captures my heart, describes how I feel, showing me everything that’s sugarcoated in this life of ours, is not at always real. But what exactly is real?
me and my demons, inseparable teammates, deep inside they are, waiting to be triggered.   their boss, called depression, calls them at night, tells them it's time to ruin my life.
Pencil number one is stained with blood Because innocent kids were taken by drugs.  Penicl number two has been sharped to the tip  Because kids without homes stir my stomach sick.
  The sun lights the dark, the dark scares the people, the people scream light, the sun lights the dark again, people cheered the sun, stars are bright tonight, stars are sparks, the moon shines the night, jupiter is far away, saturn rings are bri
Fingers to keys: A familiar click-clacking symphony that warms my heart and feeds my soul. I’m throwing words to my thoughts, my emotions, my trials and tribulations out into the abyss. For once I’m not silent.
There was once a week in December, from a book, I clearly remember. that I had to read with a serious look. I analyzed the written talks, of Sebastian Faulks.  
Happiness was a foreign language  Cheek tops stained with tears of anguish    The games she played ate her away  Stripped her of every moral vow she ever made   
I have a secret that has a bigger secret And for so long until now I can't keep it It’s my foil to the tragic story of my history It is neither a he nor she It keeps me up and alert through the lonely nights
What is failure? Well failure can be defined Is an evil possession Which one takes as an option For it comes before succession So no one can repress against it
When you are on your own, When you are all alone, ... Sitting in your room, and starring at the light's gloom. ... Emotions will find their way, To signalize that it is gone, the day. ...
Wheel of Choice In a world full of hate, anger and despair, Are the foolish never aware. The danger of Mother Nature,
I never want to lose that part of me. The part of me that asks “why”, not just “how” The part of me that’s willing to believe anything that’s good
Why do you have to ruin my life? Why ask about pie when I can cut it with a knife? X equals, well you can finish the rest. Even though I hate it, I’m forced to do my best.
    Just as a pianist shows great care, in stroking his fingers across every key. And just as a swordsmith will hone his blade until it brings your enemy to his knee,
Poetry, poetry, poetry. You are far different from a tale. You are the only thing stopping me from telling this world "Farewell". Although I typically talk to very few,  you my friend, have made me anew.
Poetry, Poetry, you drive me crazy and so knowingly, Do I rhyme or do I free verse, That is the question high school students ask supposedly,  
She crys as the tears fill her eyes she's afraid and doesn't know why , she can look at him and see hes a good guy her heart feels num she doesn't know why .
Worst of all. Better than the best. Feels like I'm flying when I fall. Will I rise to the test?   Super highs. Deadly lows. White lines. White smoke.
Poetry saved me.   Letters across a sheet Formulating into words, Evaluating an issue that is quite absurd. No other way to express the pain, Of my friends and teachers
Poetry has taught me to open up my feelings Giving your heart to someone in words is appealing I use poetry to show how I feel Because the emotions I feel are real With my mind jumbled everywhere
Poetry has taught me how to look at things in different point of view  When poetry is the teacher you learn why some might like the lesson and why some might want to sue
We sit in straight rows and raise our hand to speak with a system like this is it really greatness they seek 12 years a slave to this educational society  and then 4 more just so they can take our souls propriety 
I wish this wasn’t something in my life But when someone else does it, it becomes my strife. You crack another can open; I feel it cut into my soul. I won’t keep the sorrow unspoken; dying must be your goal.
Working to support ourselves living in safe neighborhoods  fighting to protect our rights  there's no way a dystopian society shines bright  while all we do is cuss and fuss let this be a warning 
Heartfelt enlightenment woven through handwritten miracles.  Fables. Observation. Recollection.  A compilation of words that reminded us that we are good enough. 
When I was broken I felt  no one understood me All alone in pieces I could never learn to be Then I discovered poems A way to provide release Letting my emotions show Finally brought me peace
I am Jackie Le I live in a large household and this house holds me; nurtures me. It is where important events have taken place and at this pace, with my family, I find myself in this castle where they've
Beauty is everywhere In the seas, in the skies. Just stand infront of a mirror And open your eyes. Beauty is right there evertime.       
We live in a world so corrupt, evil, and gross That countries can't help themselves, let alone the ones that need it most
fuck this. you're looking for a circle in the sea. poor old ketty me.   okay, only some of what i said was true. poor old ketty you.
 Homophobia- Bryant Valenzuela   I can’t stand the way people have decisions I can’t stand the way people act This is not the world I had in vision
The strings vibrate violently over the frets, Making the people collect. The drum stick cracks over the skin, Letting the beat begin.
Flashing lights Everything bright So you can bring your one and only and just dance the whole night Or maybe you're just friends, in between or another
It taught me to write It taught me to read It taught me to want It taught me to need It taught me to rhyme It taught me to see It taught me to help It taught me to be  
My emotions are in Marvin's Room, love. Soft like a dove and I hope you take care I'm surely no Drake, but I think that's fair Like the Bible, you're a gift from above Hate sleeping alone but like to shove
  We are not living under the third Reich,I march in stride with cogent sign in hand. This is what a Democracy looks like.  We finger through causes, plug holes in the dike,
Frozen and Tight  My Legs are bloody, I can see the stains on my old Hoody.
Phantom hands grasp When never severed Reaching, Tearing, Pressing Few hold long Many falter Each leave marks of passing Which burn
A picture can say a thousand words but the words in my head cant be explained by an image Haiku and free-verse and Elegy Ok,supercalifragilisticexpialidocious,their, exasperating,gone
Red is fear, Flashing through your eyes as it grows near. Orange is enthusiasm, Delightfully returning the witts of sarcasm . Yellow is happiness,
There’s a storm growing inside of me A storm I can not explain, It’s whirling and growing vastly It’s going to explode my brain.  
Your phone broke you say So I lend you mine for a day ...It's O.K.   I come over to you to chat But you keep saying I'm fat ...It's O.K.   You cheat on me with my buddy
  Maybe you run away from love because of imperfections Shortly to realize love isn't a word, it's more of a depiction Put on your glasses see the world of fiction.
There's a Union in coming together as one kin, Holding one another and lifting each other up Helping each other and continuing to care within, Remembering to show love, and hate will never build-up
War is coming upon us now, A female, they will not allow   I cut my hair with a knife, No longer am I just a wife   I am a woman of war  
Through poetry, We see with more than just our eyes, We sense more than just what lies, We feel more than just with touch, As well as cry with more than just our tears much.  
Through poetry, We see with more than just our eyes, We sense more than just what lies, We feel more than just with touch, As well as cry with more than just our tears much.  
Poetry taught me a lot of things. It taught me how to write wonderfully.  Poetry taught me to appreciate the joys it brings. It taught me how to express my feelings.  Lastly, poetry taught me to spread my wings. 
I miss the old days The times spent with you But friends finally told me To find someone new. 'Cuz you sure have changed now But I haven't left My heart aches so much as  I hope for the best. 
  A jumbled, hurt feeling A word, a sentence Hope to bring healing A heart filled with repentance   You bring me relief
Don’t tell me I’m not gay. The “phases” are phrases you like to throw out When you’re angry face goes to the riots to shout. How dare you call me out on a “fault” Like there’s somebody I am going to assault.
Rain, Rain don’t go away, Please stay for another day. Your voice is calming, Your air is taunting. The sleep you bring is blissful,
Awoken I was as I start the day,  Hands pressed together as I sat and prayed,  Navy tux lay across my bed,  Top hat rests atop my head, 
Every second, every minute, all day and night I told you how I felt, but I guess it ain't worth it right? these are just feelings they are mutual looking back in my past its so unusual
For the screens illuminate themselves brighter than street lights blinking at yellow to let you know you must speed up, but only if you choose to Life is a road full of opportunities and advances
For the screens illuminate themselves brighter than street lights blinking at yellow to let you know you must speed up, but only if you choose to Life is a road full of opportunities and advances
Drops of crystals slide down my window, I watch it closely from my pillow.   The billowing wind sends creaks through the house,
He’s caged and left with no way out,His house, not home, a place of fear;Leaving would be the best, no doubt,But he can’t do it, that is clear.  
Scattered whispers all around, Stains of crimson on the ground; Countless faces looking down At the woman in a gown.   As the white turns into red From the blood the woman shed,
The darkness set upon the town, And cold engulfed the lonely streets. No trace of humans left around For they were sleeping 'neath their sheets.   So unaware about the danger
My eyes are met with a thousand worlds And I marvel in front of many possibilities, But I can't choose. I cannot find my words. And so the strings are pulled by other entities.  
He's once again there, waiting, And hoping that somehow The fate would deem it worthy For them to make a vow.   And though it seems unsightly, And it is frowned upon,
Time passed by quickly. The days flew by followed by weeks and months and years; Some people died and some were born instead, Some were joyful and other plagued by dread.  
An endless sea of crooked trees, Spreads widely over the horizon With coal-black branches, crimson leaves, That rustle in the eerie silence.   A narrow path slithers between
In a state of grief I was in complete disbelief,  How could someone hurt me so deep? How did I cope feeling as if there was no hope? I'm telling you it's no joke.
My heart began to ache I felt my limbs shake I wanted to run I wanted to hide I sobbed And cried Then I began to write I knew it would be quite all right Poems taught me to grow
Stolen gentle kiss In Synchronicity of love Art of getting lost   April 29, 2018
A friend once came to me in need; She didn't know who to believe in a fight between her friend and me. She said, "Why are you pretending? Everyone knows, stop being condescending."
A surge of fear goes through her heart; She's all alone and torn apart. Just weeping softly in the dark Without a single light or spark.  
In the face of every single trial, The girl had smiled, for she was not afraid, And with each and every agonizing passing hour, Her smile grew larger and her eyes shone brighter;
Oh, fuck you, you shitty fucking bitch. When you needed me I was always there. But now, you've discarded me like  A loose piece of hair. Like a used tissue, nothing more to gain.
Someone wins and someone loses Someone punches and someone gets the bruises  Someone smiles and someone cries Someone lives and someone dies   It's a zero-sum game It's a fight for fortune and fame
Poetry has allowed me to spill my confessions, as though they were the ink of healing and creation, to combat the saboteur.   The one who forced
We may say libraries are disappearingBut they will always be with usThey have been regineeringUsing them is a must
I will never know for sure where the falling stars fall, Or where the black hole ends; I can never be for sure if magic exists Or if our lives are all pretend.  
I will never know for sure where the falling stars fall, Or where the black hole ends; I can never be for sure if magic exists Or if our lives are all pretend.  
                                                        On my wrist are scars                                                      That you can't see from afar
  Books put together a powerful message                                     You can find words that make you sound impressive
“But the Second Amendment!” they say, Moments before their children are killed by a right to bare arms, “It's because the lack of bigger guns that it ended up this way!”
Poetry. Why do we like it so much? Is it because they can be so easy to relate too and understand? Or because they can be so complicated which can make them so grand? Is it the way it can be oh so short?
It’s finally the day to come, blood mixing in, flows like a river through oceans of sin.   Long past the point
No more tears left Your on your own Sleepless nights All alone It shouldn't be this way Love isn't cold. Wasted hours Day and night Hand on your heart  And all was right  
A Venetian house, surrounded by vines. An Italian dock, created with pines. A nearby cafe, a table for two, I sat there alone, just waiting for you.  
You hear me?   Stay to my left cuz I am right with you, I see the light in you, Bared witness to the might but as well as the spite in you, Felt blood and tears that were lead by the fight in you. 
Forced to the back, Crammed against the wall like a tack, Pushed out of View Treated like I have the flu.   It's been happening for years, I speak and no one hears, Never told anything,
Yesterday was once a dream, A memory of you,  just foreign gleam. When looking into your eyes after all this time, Like nothing has passed us by.
In a poem you should see me, Or atleast the person I long to be. My own personal hideaway,  Where my thoughts can play; Among the stars, Or in fast cars.
Reopening this hidden treasure chest Treasure not of riches but of rareness Holding all my worst and bits of my best
Calling us aliens, undocumented freaks,  drug dealing mexicans and child molesting creeps, he's stereotyping and making us look bad, this new world we live in, it's just plain sad,
Idiotic, that is the word, My life is nothing, not even heard, To be or not to be, When there is no fee.   Words on paper, They can make a crater, A way to let go, Where we can grow.
It's much too hard cleaning up these glass shardsoff the asphalt street.I was picking uptiny pieces that got stuck,now my frail hands bleed.And then a midnight wander I began to pondernow a paradoxical memory.Never again will I seek the thrill of
Is love enough Love cannot stop a man from moving It cannot change a person, place or thing Love cannot build a ladder for escape It cannot kiss away my broken brain   Love is merely a chance, if that 
The sweet embrace That gently calms me Until my dying days It adores me A pale skin, lacking color Has such a beautiful, silver luster The dreary look in my eyes Reflects the crying autumn skies
Speechless, words do not flow about how I feel Lost like ashes in the wind nothing I see appeals  Heart ripped, battered and sore with the sledgehammer I trusted you once, twice, but not again with your disruptive manners
Silent Lies By Ember C Tupelo   A darkening sunrise A beautiful, young girl cries Betrayed by the knife and its horrible disguise
Mon cher, my dear, the one I hold The one whose love is always shown But my arms are weak and yours are strong And more often than not, I am wrong So it goes the other way And often like that it will stay
you see, music is the key to world peace. instead of all these youngsters dying on the streets  just sit down and listen to some dope shit become one with the beat and youll prolly start to spit
Our love’s unlike any other love, It’s not a quiet love, for there’s no shame, We often welcome and dance with the doves,
Sitting in class, and my tummy's rumbling Trying to listen to my teacher, but it sounds like she's mumbling All the students are quiet, but my tummy sounds like a boiling pot when it's bubbling
Im stressed Im depressed Trying to get more rest I have no where to go as the birds fly to their nest Tired of wearing the same clothes Im all dirty and lazy knowing that im a poor old lady
I feel so sad nowadays, I can't even cry. So I sit in my bed, And wish I would die. And I think to myself, 'Would they care if I left?' Then a voice reminds me, 'People get over death.'
*NOTE* I wrote this when I was sad. Right now i'm in the best place possible so don't worry about me
I walked upstairs feeling bad about myself. But then I remembered the razors on the top shelf. The urge became too powerful, I just had to fulfil. And leave red stains across my wrist,
If words were weapons, I'd be dead. I know what I did was wrong; My shattered conscious is not entirely gone, But you rub it in my face, Like a person who just beat me in the race, Of life.
I have a little blade box, It's hidden by my bed. It hides all the secrets,  I can't keep in my head. So if I'm feeling bad, or want to sink into the dew, I grab my little blade box,
My mind is a ferocious beast That feeds off of dismal and harrowing memories. Oh no, is it time for the feast?   It feels as if I am deceased. The monster putting my mental state in jeopardy,
Now it’s 124 lost, no more we can cost. We need to teach the youth about respect, not give them neglect. The fear is rising,  it should be minimizing. The school should teach,
Sometimes I think I'm not good enough. Sometimes I know it for a fact. Sometimes I can stare the world 'til it backs down, Sometimes the opposite enacts. Somehow, I never seem to fit in,
I'm your pretty standard emo, I have cuts all down my arms. I wear all black a lot, And my writing's pretty dark. People don't appreciate, My negative attitude. The way I wear my beanie,
if people were the same, the world would be still, our differences make a change, they give us our will, so stop testing us on problems with only one answer, stop shoving us in classes with only one man there,
Driving up the mountain just to see the sunrise I saw something that really caught my eye  I saw the trees that stand proudly in the summer And I couldn´t help but say they reminded me of her 
Time embraces the world with light, And sets the sun for an inky black night,  It can be the stitch for a broken heart, Or a sharp steel blade that cuts life apart.  
I want to know why the sky is blueAnd why Death must come so soonWithout warning, life is dueBut not ever knowing why the sky is blue.   I want to know where the willows lie--Why their hearts can never dieAnd Mother Earth will always denyWe're sea
The eyes grew larger at the sightThat could, a grown man, fill with fright.The eyes nearly bulged out their headWhile spying upon the walking dead.
You may look at me, But why do you stare? Have I grown two heads, Does this cause you despair? Did some wings just sprout upon my back? Do I look to be crazed, like I'm going to attack?  
I died to sleep Perchance to dream To escape this old world With its horrors yet untold.   But, alas, I stirred For a frightful air Disturbed my slumber Causing me great despair.  
'How have you been? How is your family?' I asked the shell of a woman From my knowledge of hospitality.
Cheese is really great I only eat it if it’s fake It is for the cow’s sake There is no debate: To love it is my fate Without it, I would break
I've felt nothing for all my life I want to feel human so I use a knife Crimson rivers pour from my skin Every time I slice I can't help but grin Pain is the only thing I can feel
Just a burn No concern Just a flare No care   Why are you worried about me? I'm overjoyed, I'm fine I'm so filled with glee It's like I just chugged a glass of wine  
Red, blue, green The colours flood my mind Screeching, screaming It's too loud for me
See this... All things wet... Like it's first shower of rain... Sun is on its way... And This rainbow coming out of nowhere... That's the beauty, hidden in all of us...
I keep my heart locked up in a box Guarded by a dextrous black fox   But with a glance from you the fox was slain My heart thrown into a hurricane   Round and round it tumbled and swept
Plug it in Breathe in deep Let it flow Warm and clear   I burn my skin As I quietly weep No one will know Life's end draws near   It burns but I grin
I remember your singing, my favorite sound When suddenly my heart started to pound Something different, something strange Was the reason for my mind's craze     It was you.    
One text. One reply. Two texts. Two replies. Three texts. No replies. No response; which was so unorthodox. I thought this was so uncool, to be in school.
Life in silence is indeed no lifeLife in silence is constant strifeLife in silence, suffering is rife
He tells you love takes time, There’s beauty in those words But why is beauty in the most vicious crime?   You spend every day looking for that one true love, give yourself to so many men.
(This is a Persona Poem for Min Yoon-Gi)   An inspiration, that’s what we’ll call my life path. The melody still rings in my ear when I hear their claps. The melody that plays now,
I hide within my own soul Draw back the truth you thought you did know Why do you try to keep me apart From the only person who holds my heart I thought that I would never know love
When life be pressing, I am confessing that it can be quite depressing. I'm guessing, this is addressing my constant digressing...
Rooms capture nothing Without wallpaper Coverless books Dangle bare Eroding the roots Of cotton-bound truths
You didn’t even see her pain Her tears Well they fell like the rain She lives in fear Her feelings were like a hurricane
I lay here Upon my bed Thinking Staring up ahead Why am I so fascinated with death?
A combat units living hell Roger that, over, out, that smell Don't mean nothin', monsoon rain, Red mud, Kilo Mike Alpha, plane And simple, Foxtrot Yankee, well,   It's every day in a Vets cell
What is good? What is pleasant? What is kind? In the truest meaning of the words no Thing is good, pleasant, or kind that I find. On any one thing, I could ne'er bestow Such a word as good or pleasant or kind.
Hast thou been to Paradise? He asked me as I rolled the dice In a small game of chance. That word does not suit my fanc'. Nothing is certain, I say, Nor Heaven, nor Hell, nor Purgatory.
 Sitting on the bed in her embrace, I can see the love all over her face. Her light blue eyes shine like gems Behind her thick, squared glasses lens, Her mouth is in a beautiful smile;
There once lived a mermaid named Zhavia She spent her life swimming the seas She had the gift to control all forms of water But she wanted a chance to feel the trees  
Was I the last to say before you pulled the trigger?? you had a gun back up all I had was scissors I guess you had the last word it ended with a bang shot 5 times isn’t that strange
My feet hurt whenever I walk Even with my orthotics on And any time I try to run Tears pool as my bunions flare up Turning the pain to 60 from 1  
The heart of a lover, eyes of a cheater. Stomach of the deprived, longing for a taste that is sweeter.   The smile of a friend,
You ask me how I plead? Let me ask you, my friend,  Has there been a deed or a declaration That opposes the dire discrimination That takes over nations? There’s a depreciation In acceptation
MY NAME IS: OCD walk it wrong and they will die, wait until it's safe to cry. draw the crimson from your arm, maybe they'll stay safe from harm.   MY NAME IS: HOMELESSNESS
Have I ever told youHow much it means to beSomebody who cares for you and meI love you just the way you areTo be with you, I'd give the stars 
a thought cannot be cultivated. if, it is not planted first in the mind - which, unsedated, remains awake with conscious thirst. a thought cannot grow or sprout if, the mind does not quench it
You broke me. Or did I break you? Here I am thinking I need to be free.  But there you are hoping we can make do.   Honestly, it really is love I feel. But things get really tough
no stopping me now got a green light free pass only because he fucked chicks from my past But knew what would happen they didn last gotta give it to the guys he did ring me up and ask
Attracted to your glimmering mirage, blind to the consequences. Sweet poison dripping from your lips, numbing my senses.  
I see red rivers of blood not merely puddles You would think that this is a horror story But this a contiguous continuous struggle   America you are a bully
A mind of gold so I said,I sit here writing centuries ahead,Many fell sick in the hospital bed,Self healing could have helped,That's why I spoke centuries ahead,
I hope you’re ok,   Not much happened today.   I haven’t got anything to say.   Things aren’t happening my way.   And you?  
INTERMISSION
My flower is so wonderful and sweet, She will never leave my side. She will always be planted in my heart we would never ever be apart. My flower is my friend, and our friendship will never end.
The rhythm of music rolls against my ears, Taking away all my fears. I listen quietly, ignoring my pain,
His hands are sweaty, and he hasn't ate, He is nervous as he enters the school gate. But he knows it is to late to turn back.
Embedded on my skin, a gift from the universe. Signatures of woomanhood carved on every curve. Pure artwork, designed with love yet misunerstood. Perfect as they are, beautiful as they should.
What a wonderful day, just another day in May. The weather is nice, but I ran out of rice. What else can I eat? I went to the kitchen to take a seat, staring at the painting of Mona Lisa,
"I can’t do homework.Now, you probably think I’m wrong, right? You want to make right this wrong in my mind that makes me say… “can’t”. Can’t do this Can’t do that
  To whom it may concern:   There is a danger of which I am sure you have not learned.   There is a creature that defies all earthly description!
Dear, Father Figure, Staff Sergeant, Rowdy Randy. Before we R.I.P. I need to wear my heart externally I, grew up empty because my daddy wasn’t with me True, walking blindly, I’d follow any male figure   You
To those who need a little extra motivation,   You can be what you want to be You can do what you want to do Always try to have an optimistic view   Nothing can stop you from achieving
The silent tears roll down my face Soon a fire takes their place My eyes look up with murder and hate My skin a cold and pale slate Your hand that reaches out for mine And gently coaxes the angry cat
Dear William Shakespeare,   Through the noblest of eyes, regarded as a prophet, Keeping the answer of sanity ever close by,
Dear Roselande,     I wish it had been different between us I wish we had the relationship that daughters have with their mothers
Dear Younger Me, You do not need your friends' approval to qualify as beautiful. Just be you, that is really all that we are able to do.
It has been a few years since I’ve last talked to you. You’ve slipped my mind as I lived and grew. I write to you this poem of mine. I hope that it’ll make it to you just fine.
Dear Younger Sister,   You have yet to learn  what life has to bring. It is not just a song in which you can sing. There is rough roads ahead,  but they are short lived,
Dear friend,   You saved me all those years ago Back when I thought it was the end... Every pain became easier to mend. And you're the reason why. Why I'm still here.  
I hear people say that Jesus is dead.  I know He is alive, He is stored in my heart. My faith is strong and by him I am led. I always wish to do what is my part,   Sometimes it is hard to follow His word.
Dear Anxiety,  Why're you like this? Better yet, why do you make me like this? So many friendships torn apart It truly breaks my heart. I want to live stress free,
2018…   Why are some folks left without mothers or fathers? Why are others in the streets having to face the icy cold and brutal heat?
Dear Sister, I see you in a bind. I see you trying to make up your mind. I know you feel like you're running out of time. If you decide that it's the end...
Dear Teacher,   I always try to do my homework well I organize, plan, and even set goals But away from work Netflix does compel
I don't think you know what I want, You've only ever known what I need.   I keep looking over at you every day, With each glance I do I feel this greed.   Why do you make me want to play, 
Dear Mom, Dad, Sis, and Brother, And my dear beloved other, Dear the squish of soft, wet clay, And an overdue Good Day, Ukulele indie bands, Graphite smudged across my hands,
I am 18 years of age I have been very vague in my past days In school, I have been called many names but I won't let it phase me in any way. I am still here today I don't care about what you got to say
I cannot ignore you no matter how hard I try. I cannot be rid of you and you don't cease to make me cry. The way you talked to me, the way you said you cared,I was the bird and you the tree-your branches you did bear.
To Life, Pardon my French, But you’re tawdry trash. An unforgiving wench, Cruel, full of balderdash. Sorrow and glee,
Dear Mom, You left too soon No one was to know Unexpectedly terminal But your happiness was terminated long ago By a horrible disease
Dear Deer,   My deepest apologies for stopping you here. I simply noticed something simple
Dear Deer,   My deepest apologies for stopping you here. I simply noticed something simple
Dear numb feeling,  I'm just sitting on the front porch, hanging the legs off. Trying to control where my head is, but it's causing a head drop. Not many understand the feeling of being lost,
Dear the future me,   I know you think You're in a dark place, But this is nothing Compared to the incoming Brace yourself, Whatever is happening to you, They are not going to 
Dear Mom, Have I told you recently? That there is no one who treats me decently? I've been feeling so overwhelmed with school And I could really use a stress relieving tool. You tell me I am loved every day,
Daddy,    You’ve gone far too soon... Leaving me with a crumbling world which mockingly mimics the earth that rained over top of your eternal bed.    
                                                      Dear Fear,               I'm writing this letter because it's never been easy to face you,                               I was told that in order to conquer you
Dear You,   It's July, and I arrive before the sun with my friend in the shotgun of my 2004 Honda Pilot. We receive unwelcomed looks
Stranger,              These thoughts have been bugging me for days,       arrays of worries and unanswered questions,       expressions I need to exclaim,       the space is to blame.
dear distraction,   don't show your shoulders don't wear low shirts no open-toed shoes   don't wear tank tops don't wear skirts no sandals, that's only for dudes  
Dear Purpose,   You have been hidden You have been malleable You have been questionable But tonight, you have been unearthed  
Dear Future Love,
Dear Caged Bird, I see the sadness in your eyes, When you look out the window, Hearing the soft, seductive sighs, Of the beautiful wind mid-flow.   The Sun kisses your cheek,
Dear odds,   What are the odds that in a whole year so much can go right but also so wrong? What are the odds my person had come along after I've been searching for so long?
Dear Whom It May Concern,
Dear Regret,   My old friend, a shadow that I claim as me, In your dark shroud and embrace I sought refuge For too long, trying to find the answers to destiny,
Dearest Depression,  You make me feel empty inside My organs full of air The closest thing to weightlessness I'll ever know.  And it's funny sometimes too How all you ever do
Dear You, The world is your home and you treat it as such, but your ambition, the damage continues to disrupt. Why is the world never enough to satiate
Dear Emily Dickinson, Reading your poetry has inspired me to write some of my own. In particular, I've noticed your proclivity for using a certain punctuation mark in your work. Please enjoy:   More Dashes
Your good becomes fuzzy, As headlines define the day: A hundred dead in Syria, Nuclear war on its way. Your average member’s tendency
Dear Ocean,    You are vast and unending Your color reflects the sky The life you hold is dependent  On the mercy above the tide.   The power you posses And the heights your waves reach
Dear Anxiety, I guess I didn’t know what was down or up the road All I knew was as I got older my happiness started to corrode As the masses started asking
Dear Insecurity,   An incessant whisper in my ear, Constantly reminding me of everything I fear. ​ In your unyielding cage I am kept,
She doesn't seem to care About things said behind her back, She always seems to laugh Because of the fear she lacks.   Her momma taught her to be strong, Gave her something to look up to,
Ask not what I’ve done for through love I go Unperturbed by discord. But voices rise, And nuptial accords turned insultful cries, For some reason, truly I do not know?
Dear Grandma And Grandpa, It's me. The girl you used to know. Is that pain or disgust on your face? Or do I really want to know? I guess you believed all of the lies. I guess that's why you never write.
Dear the one I used to love, We felt like we had the world at our feet, Our faces shone bright with love like the sun. No one could deny that we were complete, They knew we were sincere not just having fun.
Dear Criminal Minds, You were created by several masterminds. Several times I have watched your every season, Its good plot being my only reason. Your smartest character is Spencer,
You never said goodbye,you never said I'm leaving You were gone before I knew it,and only God knew why. A million times I needed you, a million times I cried. If love alone could have saved you, you never would have died.
She
I miss her so And I want her to know That although she let me go
Dear Money, Why do you get to have power over everyone? You have the ability to control people's lives.  With out you people are driven to take a handgun, But you also give them what they need to survive.   
To the young girl frowning in the mirror,   I refuse to live in the blinking shadow,   
As night becomes day and day to night, I sit at the counter, alone but alright. Dreaming of a day during which I work Not from neccesity but with an earnest smirk.   For now, though, I am awake
I know I’m a month lateBut my black history shouldn’t have a dateSee my ancestors didn’t work plantations annually
Dear Mommy to be, You're young, you're beautiful but still a little dumb. Blessed you are already, but your little blessing has yet to come.
Dear Dad,   Where were you?When mom was working 24/7 to put food on the table. Where were you? When your own flesh and blood came into the world unstable. Where were you?
Dear Secretary DeVos,    School, school which I dispise Free me from these prying eyes These cliques and chatter stigmatize The empty walls don't hear my cries As I begrudgingly speak their lies.
When I first saw those dual eyes, Nothing compared to those jewel eyes. I saw them flashing in my dreams. A pair of emerald pools. Eyes.
Another black man is killed Another trans kid commits suicide Another woman is sexually harassed Aren't we just statistics In the sadistic game of life?
Dear Anxiety    Why have you strung me up so high  With my nerves at their end, hands and feet tied? People tell me all the time 
A person who brings about my jubilee,is the one I found in the oddest way. It was there then she told to me,"For the love I miss is uncertain,the love you give is to me." Never letting go I wish to see,to her, my sweet jubilee.I see my star with h
Dear America,
These defining mountains I call my hips Are the only things you cannot miss They swing left and right From morning to night Trying to pick a fight With everything in sight
Dear shame,   You’ve stained my life Marred my heart with scars Engulfed my mind in sorrows A trench too steep to climb
Dear Father of mine, Years have passed and I'm an adult now. Again, years have passed and I wonder how I could go through my adolescence occasionally thinking of the one person who had been permanently missing
Dear People Who Believe Feminism is Unnecessary,   She flirts, She flatters, She flaunts, All to get what she wants. It's not her fault though, Society had made her like so.
To the people who don’t understand why I won’t let them touch me,   I’ve built a wall between friends, family, and others. And fucking think again if you thought I had any lovers.
Dear reader, it’s you. How’re you doing?Have you followed your passion? Are you living your dreamUp at college? Even if your parents first dreamed it for you,You made it your own; that takes effort to do!
Dear Best Friend: Her name was Cindy S., and she was drawn of crayons A pink shirt and brown hair and little size 7 pink Vans Then one day Marley J. drew himself up by her side
The gloomy dark night distends my heart full of fright. No stars in the sky, way up in their height. And it’s now that they will strike. In the air was death and nothing more.
Dear Grandma Suzie, You have changed me for the better, you taught me to test my limits. You have changed me for the greater, you said make the most of every minute.
I pray that everyone will be at peace I pray that hate will decrease and love will increase I pray that there will be peace and that everyone will get a piece I pray that war and crime may cease
You were young. So was she.   Yet only one of you were thinking of me.   You stopped over to tell me goodbye,  
To: the end     The grasping of hopefulness remains loose,  
Dear 4,412,                 You are the girl in the dancing rain.                 A friend whose name I do not know of.                 A flame that surprisingly keeps me sane.
My love for you is unreal I feel like I am in slow motion When I saw you I went for the steal Plenty of pain and devotion    
To my Dad, my best friend, I can’t even pretend that all this happened, I just want to bend and contort until my body says no- My mind is full of what if's, maybe's, and so’s.
To the demon inside me. I won’t start this letter off with dear because you’re no dear to me For a long time I have avoided our history But no more, I’ll open the door
I'm stuck,I don't know which path to take,They tell me it's all wrong,But it seems perfectly okay.
I wish I could draw But I pulled the short straw I can explain the woman’s translucent face But others will see her as another race  
At first they're painful, but then they get sore At first they're exciting, but soon start to bore Yet people still stick them on their skin Only rarely regretting their sin  
Dear Mom,  How are you? I wouldn't have a clue.  Seeing you on facebook  doesn't give me a true look I should be hurt  That you threw me in the dirt But I'm doing well 
I’m Sorry but not sorry. As they planned to make me inglorious. Yet, they always find me spirited and vigorous. So unapologetic - as a tomboy. Palesa ya lewatle- a beautiful flower.
The day that we met, I thought I was saved. But as we grew, you made me lose my way.  Day-to-day you say you’ll be there for me, that you love me with all of your might. But how can that be,
Dear brother, It was vague like a dim moonlight in sunrise, Your attempts to avoid those dark temptations, Chasing you left and right to what’s unwise, Leading you to a certain damnation.
To Summer~   My dear Beatrice How are thee?   My mind still ponders On in thought  If you know me.   For you are my dream girl And yet I can't see  
Dear paper, I am sorry that you are dead, and not near a lake bed. You were taken from the woods, to become class goods. I swear, it’s unfair.
Dear chocolate,   No matter your flavor, you always win my favour.   You are always so tasty. I am always so hasty  
Dear passion withholder,   A bright sunny day, and now there I lay. Tears flowing from my eyes, and all i can ask is why? With one crash; I see my life flash. The experiences;
You are more than just a physics teacher. You have lend me many times a hand. So thank you for being a true supporter.
  To Thee Who Takes Him Away, My highest admiration revolves around thee, I know thy cause is one of inevitability. For despite pleas of the pure in mankind,
Dear hands, Stop shaking stop picking. I wish you'd be still and Stop scratching stop flicking.   Listen,
To all of the people who ever made me feel scared to be myself,   I know that I will never be perfect and neither will you But God doesn't expect that from any of us
Dear mentor, I will forever be thankful to thee For the wisdom you have imparted to me. Many things are not equal in life But everyone gets the same 24 hours a day. None of which we will ever get back
I walk upon a road all weak and weary Searching for a world that I can read clearly My breath is slow and my heartbeat is weak, If only, if only, my love is with me.
Dear Dylan, I am stronger In body not mind My own brain has gone blind The days longer than that of the dreams of the redhead once wild soon you will realize
Dear Dad, I’m not mad   I’m just tired.   Tired of my college savings burning away despite getting up at four every summer day to drive to a factory and work like a slave,
Pa, Yesterday marked 23 years since God took you with him. And as I reflect back on this past year and a half, the light at the end of my tunnel is no longer dim.
battered, worn and grayed you are from caring regularly. you never complain or cry and simply present your calmest sea.  i want to thank you for the home given without a fee.
My Dear Alice,
My Dear Alice,
Dear "Dad"   Thank you for not being there when I needed you Thank you for missing all the important steps in my life For being the reason I always feel so blue
Dear Lilli Each morning I wake up and sneak to my sister's bedroom door It's where you slumber, but I don't- because I snore... While your hot breath and sharp nip may not be another's cup of tea
If I had known then what I know now I would have never called my teacher a cow If I had known then what I know now My knucklehead friends I would disavow If I had known how much getting expelled would hurt my mom
You sit on the concrete slab in the hot sun. You live there, it is your home.  
Dear Best Friend,   Who are you? I just don’t know… maybe When did you stop trusting me?   They say- friendship blossoms.
Dear EE, You left with out saying goodbye, which made my heart melt in pain and sigh. I know we never really seen eye to eye, but you’re the only guy that I love and hate to say goodbye.
Dear Him, Your eyes shine so bright, Just as the stars in the sky. I remember the night, You had said good bye. The sparkling sun gleamed down, As I replay the memories;
Dear Isaac Newton,   Why did you invent Calculus? Did you hate all of us? Was finding the derivative fun to you? Did you want to bore us too? Was it because you wanted to outdo Leibniz?
It is hard to say what lies ahead now Behind, three years gone by too swift To regret or to resent without vow? To wonder why, or then what if? Ahead, four years and maybe even more
When trying to express my thanks My mind overheats and draws a blank You have given me life and me you have sustained Without being grateful I would have to be insane  
To whom it may concern, I wish to speak my mind a bit. I hate them. I hate that it wasn't me that clicked or fit into those hands of his.
Dear You, Yes, you, the one sitting there With tears on your cheeks And fear in your weeks. To the one who’s worries Overshadows the prize And scars up their thighs
We look to find just who we are inside Forever looking to find where we fit Having constant fear of being denied In the process some people just lose it Everywhere we attempt to interact
Dear My Love, Thank you for your kisses. I can't wait to one day be your Mrs. Thank you for the laughs And for not minding when I pass gas.   Being your girl is a blessing, 
I'm sorry. The things I said, the things I meant, for your pain, I must repent. I pushed you away, I put the blame, it was not your fault, I hid my shame. My bothered mind, my sleepless soul,
to mikey   hello, mikey you've been gone for almost a year now your face haunts my memories when i lay in bed, those greyish-green eyes with hair of curly brown
Dear Future Husband,   Face to face, we have not met, But that changes not a thing. I wonder when, but I don’t fret. In time we will exchange rings.   I hope that you are dashing,
You weren’t just a dog So your legacy won’t fade away, like today's morning fog   Instead you’ll always stay in my own beating heart
To you,                 You know who you are, so dare I write your name? Dare I continue writing? I dare because that is what you taught me to do.               “Dream on, dream big, never be subpar,”
I Daddy wraps his arm round Mommy's waist. Mommy holds my hand. She knows her love's not a waste.  Brother grips my small fingers with love and face aglow.  Sister clings to Daddy's leg threat'ning to ne'er let go.
Dear Use-To-Be-Friend,   I thought we would be together until the end, But our friendship had ended in a bend.   You went one way, I went another.   I found out how toxic it was
Dear Me,  You once were young  With a little toungue Saying "ma-ma" and "gaa-gaa" But you never knew what it meant You played with your food growing milk staches at two
Dear Addiction, Your tendencies ruined my childhood, I never imagined that it would. Lies, deceit and death, all took me in one breath. A part of my heart broke, the day he never woke.
Dear Mom and Dad, I suppose I did not realize Just how much you gave for me. Every minute you relinquished So my childhood could be free. And now that I am older, I can finally, plainly see,
Sadness, pain hurt, distain  even the clouds turn dark and gray someday even you will pay things are getting really hard I think you need a good lifeguard  It starts to get all gloomy and dark
Take me away to the sunset bay to somewhere warm where I may lay to somewhere bright where I can play to somewhere I will never pay to somewhere far far away to somewhere quiet where I can pray
Love and light  strife and fight I will see you here tonight It may earn us one strong bite And it's not exactly very right But maybe tonight could be the night  We would ignite that special light
Hey Cody, I know you like Instagram, but don’t get caught up in it.Instagram in itself isn’t such a bad thing.
In the light and in the dark I feel you here between my arms I know you fight I know you're strong I just wish you were here all along even though you fought so hard you just couldn't play the right card
Sunshine and warmth  cold and rain love and passion  hurt and pain These are the things of our world
Her mind was set on peace That way she had it made She found peace in music and arts  and the dreams she always craved  A wall she built to hide her soul In the dark towers around her heart
I wanted you to fill my heart With something that would never break apart  You plagued my mind by day and night With your sweet sense of humor and bright glow of light  Contrasting my darkness, destruction and rage
The rush of your love is like a wave, And your touch is one that I always crave. I know inside I have to be brave, And think of the future we’re going to pave.   Every second I want to savor,
When curling up in a ball in bed seems a worthwhile endeavor, remember as you want freedom so do your children that live in limbo of thought and light you cannot wait until the mood's just right
I look outside my window  But all I see is you Waving your arm left and right Wondering what am I to do I close the curtains  But once I turn around There you are
Dear Amy, Unforeseen beauty is the key to all evil Her helpless cries and bloody efforts remain still        Awaking to find that you have no knowledge of your tomorrow Brings me great pain of tears and sorrow
These paintings on the wall I wish I could be like them  They're standing tall, no care at all however our patience runs thin.  Lately, we've been mad at the world and the things that we have become 
Dear Xae,  I have been thinking about letters recently, I find it unfortunate that no one writes them anymore,  No one even writes love letters anymore,
Dear Humanity, We have to stop being blind. Think back to a time when our light still shined. Memories of a better time. Although not quite as sublime.  We have lost ourselves in today.
I reached to the depths of your despair While the pit of your pain revered as it leaked. You crushed the very flower that still scented your skin Tainting its petals, making it yours to keep.  
I reached to the depths of your despair While the pit of your pain revered as it leaked. You crushed the very flower that still scented your skin Tainting its petals, making it yours to keep.  
Dear Counsulor,   It's nothing personal.When I bared my soulI should have expected--but it felt so good to be acceptedand it was your jobto tell them every sob.   It's nothing personal.The next day, we both knowwhen I apologizedit was forced liesa
When I was younger I would play; there was nothing for me to pay. I would swing and dance; now it just seems like I'm in a trance.  I knew love like the back of my hand; back then I knew how to take a stand.
Dearest Alan, Sharp tongue, Sharper wit, Fervent spirit. I think of you in C-SPAN, I think of you in my walkman.
Dear Old Friend,   I want to let you know how much you hurt me. Everytime I talked to you, it was a silent plea. But you ignored it, and carried on, Not even noticing that I was fading, almost gone.  
Dear 1929, No shoes, no food, no water, The Great Depression is here. No toys, no games, no clothes, Kids like me have so much to fear. No roof on top of my head at night,
Dear G.A.,  Celestial winds adorn fervent stars, nigh kindred thy tongue's unheard lilt does to kinsmens' hearts. Tis' pleasantry among ears to behold, when tempestuous seas relinquish foretold!
Greetings, wondrous world of mine I hope that you are doing fine I know I'm not, but that's okay That's not why I write today   I'd like to speak of those less known
Dear Childhood,   I’m sorry, I can’t seem to save you. No matter how hard I try, things always fall through. You’re dangling over an endless void
Dear, nonbelievers    Living loud and breathing pride Walking the high road, living their lives Sowing strife, their spirits are dried speaking lies and taking bribes  
Dear Ideals, I feel as if I am constantly under your observation, Continuously through my actions I fail. I expect that you won’t accept reconciliation,
Silent, hollow bodies contrived of metals Locked and held within iron cells Venting frustration upon hungry bipedals Steals, steals, steel, but nevel sells One might as well eat some flower petals.
Tis impossible to write my life po'm. Constantly I wonder why I try so. My life will ne'er be as large as a tome. But question begs still an answer to know. The answer found me when sun hung so low
Small man, rushing manAlways wanting to cross the streetPedestrians pass him by faster than falling sand.The red light has him beat.
Dear You, This is for you. When you pulled my hair on the playground because you liked me. My childlike mind accepted the tugs, not realizing using the word "No" was acceptable.
Dear Emile,   It was seven years ago, When you were wrapping up a show, A show of Japanese myths and legends, Both of heros and felons,
I decided not to write you any more. But first, I left—for you to never Read—a love poem or six, far from this one, in a train Station in Paris. But first, in the flash of my last glance
Ever since I first met you I’ve had the same recurring dream I worried you didn’t like me too I was right… or so it seems I feared the thought of losing you
Every time I had to deal with your altitude Every single problem ranges in amplitude Breaking my barrier with your end behavior
Dear Future Husband,   How could I have known, In dreaming of this day for so long, It is never permanently sewn.   Never quite expected, All is forgiven, But here we are jumpstarted.
The guy I would choose would have to be him.  It is just us and to me that’s a win.  He's perfect to me I feel I can fly.  I cannot believe that he is all mine.  When I’m with him, all I do is smile. 
Dear God, The nurse cringed on the day I was born. My father, well.....he was forlorn.  Who was going to tell my mother that her baby girl was like none other?
Dear Mom, I know I stopped talking.  I know it hurt you. but what I DID say,  it was all true.   I know I hurt you, but one thing's for sure. What you did, it hurt me more.
I knew it wasn’t just me  I knew something was not right  When I started this diary  and began to write  Hurtful things about myself  Depression and worry  I wanted to kill my self 
I knew it wasn’t just me  I knew something was not right  When I started this diary  and began to write  Hurtful things about myself  Depression and worry  I wanted to kill my self 
Warning! Woman on the loose:broken free, rank with sweat, blood on her chest. She’s gone wild, riled at the stench, cloaked in the gore of her own sex.  
You enjoy bubble baths and reading long books,you do sports, good music, world travel, and zen.You’re looking for someone who can laugh (and it helps if they cook),
Dear irrational insecurities, Only a parasite that thrives, a ghost Unbelieving of complements and praise
When I was a child I wanted to be so famous that I would be able to touch the star. Trust me if I could meet him again I would ask what makes him dream so far?
Dear Mom and Dad thank you for saving my life I know at times it must be sad seeing me long for the end of a knife but know I'm glad I'm here even if my thoughts I fear  
Do not ask me to shake his hand. Do not ask me to say hello.For we have already put a band.For I will not sink that low.
Dear Derek, The day you left was the day I learned that life isn’t fair God lifted you above and took you right from my hands 
Dear Amberle, At one your life had just begun A sweet, smiling tot Blind of the horrors in which you were brought
Dear You,       Been a long time since we last spoke     Life hasn’t been good, last you told.
Dear Society,
Dear Father   I don’t call you “Dad”   Because I don’t feel you know me   The thought of opening up to you makes me want to flea  
All these people play the game The game to retain all the fame. Fame, not all played fairly Clearly. All these people struggle in oneself Only given the cards your dealt. Trying to keep life up to date
The homeless roam the streets, to the alleyways where the graffiti speaks, but is not heard, written by the vandals who sneak away at night while their parents sleep, the vandals fingertips burn for a chance to flow,
Love is the butterflies that you get when you think of the things that get you obsessed when you think of her hair and her chest and her breasts, not because of some sex
Dear Grandma, If I told you I missed you, would you believe me? You were worth more than gold.  I cherished you, you were my family.  I wanted you to see me grow old.
Will you be there if i fall Would you pick me up or stall Will you pull the trigger if i need you to Would you do it or have to think it threw Will you make aure i had a place to go
I’m dying to start a clean canvas,  A clear beginning full of motivation, freedom of chances.    I say clean and not new, for our past teaches us and holds our truth.   
I’m quiet and go unseen  It’s truly the best way to really see.   I see the face behind the mask, the one who frowns behind the laugh. I see the need behind the smile, the one that lies to please the crowd.  
I don’t feel it. The sensation one feels when they laugh, the inclusiveness of pure and true joy that friends are expected to have I don’t feel it.  The ease of their smile, the genuine warmth of those I surround.
Dear Leaves during Autumn,
The first time I was catcalled I was 14 years old, wide-eyed and terrifiedRiding my bike home in the cold,My suburban oasis was merely a mirage
Lived to love, loved to live Going through years of effort to give Chained to the ground as if your a slave Unable to walk unless its to your grave I broke through the wall, broke through the core
Dear Mr.West, I do atest  Your lyrics are simply the best And all the rest Will bawl and jest And lauch protests Say you're a pest But I digress You must be stressed
Tripping over the end of the quarter Almost make it across the border Fine line between sanity And crazy common rarity Where you lose your mind
Wake up at night   all I can see is your face   ten years and still not right   I wake up and think about   if someday in the void of bright white light  
Dear Life,   My mind’s getting lost, I can’t stop thinking My thoughts went deep and I went sinking My god, god damn, what’s left of me
Dear overly passionate potential paramour,   Darling your hands are not my healer
Dear my dearest Griffin, 
Dear Life,   Some say you're short, some say you’re long, But I can’t make up my mind as the days go on. How slow or how fast will you decide to go by?
Dear Uncle Dave,   It's been awhile, I don’t know how I’ve been so brave, It feels like your absence has become so vile.  
This burn under my skin This fire deep within Burns my soul to ashes As the fire my body catches My heart alight My soul takes flight Flees to the grave Where it will stay
When plans go awry, we feel lost All we can think about is the cost
I have lived a life of sorrow A life of worry,anguish,tears,pain,agony,hardship and a constant fear for tomorrow With nothing to taste,drink or swallow Nowhere to get help or borrow
Dear Dad, I look back on the days When you showed me all of your love Showed me all of your care When I thought you just acted tough   Always left your side fast
Dear My First Love,   Second guessing my hope in us Comes from the misguiding thoughts of others Talk of wanting better for me Goes through one ear and out of the other But I know what is best for me
The empty space within my head That burning silence I do dread The empty sheet in front of me Left blank without creativity A string of life, a single strand I let it slip through my hands
Dear Betrayer, Sometimes I sit around and think About how everyone has a focus One day I could just fly away And my loved ones wouldn’t even notice   Or maybe they would start to see
The barren graves deep below Within the Earth naught does show To lay unseen but for a stone Bearing a name, long untold That tells of a life with buried meaning Of a person, in a grave leaning
While your bitterness lingered Like the smell of dead skin I tried to escape you My soul trapped within   I used to be doubtful Of what I could do Because living without you
Dear Anxiety,   What’s better: to stay or to go? Oh, the things I’ll never seem to know.
Jesus, I have no love. I have no mercy. I have no humility.  I am filled with Every kind of wickedness,evil, greed, and depravity.  Life is all about me and my own reality.  And yet, on the outside I am a picture of morality.  I try to savemyself
I now know with all my heart that my life belongs to you And with you it will stay when I say "I do" Because so long as you are willing to spend time with me My heart will only beat for you as I know you see
Abigail SullivanPart 1: A Letter to Cerebral Ameloid Angiopathy. Out of nowhere, you chose my dad as a potential victim to interrogate.
Dear friend, I am so thankful for the things you gave to me, You helped me to be stronger and to constantly believe, I’ve missed out on so much, but you stood firmly by my side.
Dear Liana*, How do you do? It’s been years Since I’ve talked to you   I used to feel Like I was to blame Because inside, We both were the same   But somehow you lost
A dreary cold and time forgot Winter wonders the sky does dot Silver flakes of falling snow Rings above the ground below The darkened stones worn with time That bear the name that once was mine
I long for your tides and glides And rides and slides   I am always enjoying the sun Tanning my buns Having fun
Dear ADHD, You are shackles that bind me, but only in my mind My body becomes a prison, robbing me of choice What I want and what I do, you mismatch every action
Dear Uncertainty,   Or are you fear?   Kismet’s keen eyes know you’ve troubled mine Oh, how troubled I am   You send presents of eager sentiments curses of dubious anxiety  
We're all people. All equal. We began the prequel and will end it with a sequel. See you've built this castle of loneliness to barricade the happiness you seek to have.
There is a time at night When the world has gone quiet Not a single sound is made And you are overwhelmed by it  
To All Free Thinkers,   You wish to speak your mind? Watch your step, beware, And don’t you even dare
There's a night sky star And as I watch, it twinkles from afar A simple one in the sky I don't understand why A shooting star I miss It's like an endless abyss Many stars illuminate the night
  Darkness and rain Anger tightening the pain Even the stars they rage In ceasing to exist in this game Of all the time of eternity And all the places we could be A light reached me,
dear uncle you are not who you used to be you said you'd always be there but now you had to flee and now there is a tear my heart will never be whole about this I am sure you are now a lost soul
So you say you’re sorry, But is that so, Then how come you hack at my weeds When I only wish to grow.   I may have thorns, and needles, and vines,
Well, well, well Look what we have here, A girl who is useless and overwhelmed with fear.   I may be quite the criticizing one, But at least I know how to get the job done.   You screwed up,
  Dear Future, I yearn for the sensation of your reassuring caress, the blazing star in the sullen space that is endless.
Forget the fact that my car broke down in a cul-de-sac. Imma take it back to the good ole days, of video games and Disney escapades. Forget life’s problem, that shit dissipates.
Today, I made a mistake;           I looked where I should not,                        and I discovered memories                                     that I think you forgot. Sometimes I wonder...
Dear Courtney By: Tyler McBride   i will not cry when i die. i couldn’t when you did, when you decided to fly,
Dear Mr. Robinson, I found your picture the other day. When I asked mama who you were she told me to shut up and play. The picture was faded but you look like a nice guy,
Happiness cannot be found In the bottom of a bottle. Drinks and pills cannot fill A heart that has gone hollow.   Stand up! I scream when I know you cannot hear me. I can't!
My Black is Missing.... Did you know My Black is Missing? Did you know that my young, black sistahs are missing? I don't think you understand me when I say you don't know. You've ignored it for so long...  
Dear first love,
Dear Fellow Inhabitants of Earth, I wish to live in a world of light, where nothing is wrong, and all is right. Instead I find, 
To the skeletons in my closet and the demons in my head,   I just need you to that I need to sleep when I go to bed   You come to me in the middle of the darkness of the night
Where goes the dark when bright mornings rise, And the sun shows its face after sleeping? The Earth keeps its spin as the sullen night dies, And the moon disappears for safekeeping.
Love Regrets by: Marie Brown Dear Ruthless Soul, Your heart ripped out of your chest for what?
To my loving and caring father, I’ve missed you for several years. I’ve missed your contagious smile and the nights without my tears.  
I have nothing.so I submit myself to something to soothe the stingmy society brings to me. He’s my puppeteer.so I let him grab me by the earto lead me to the sheerreality that I am just a negro. He is white.but he is sadly my knight,in shining arm
1 to 2 I found you 3 to 4 I liked you 5 to 6 I asked you out 7 to 8 I asked you out on a pizza date
Love me unconditionally...
Dear Morning, Its rough hand brought my day to night,I surrendered to it but tried to fight,For it was late and it was right,That it was time to say goodnight,Forever a good night whatever is,Forges memories me a livid kid,And now me as a thin old
Dear Hannah,    You're better than Hannah Montana, you make me go bananas, you look cute in your pajamas, to be beautiful you don't have to wear bandanas,
To whomsoever that it may concern: I write this as a spirit looking back, Back, back, to you, and hope that you may learn
Well… I’m here, attack again, but please have mercy, because if I survive this, rest assured you’re gonna wish you never hurt me…
Dear restless heart,   I’m falling for you, But I’m trying not to. I’m falling for you, But I will never be with you. Not because you don’t know I exist,
While the hours pass the night With lightly feverish apathy, I focus weary concentration On the task that looms precariously.   “Here’s a chance that won’t come twice!” My freshman teacher promised.
silky songs from a young tailor that sound smooth and strong and caress like a savior-   its glimmer smells medicinal as the musician’s instrument reflects truths unconditional
I couldn’t stay in tempo last year As a slow musician with no mission I hadn’t learned how to control time yet   Days passed by in odd fusions And time was certainly an illusion
(This poem is a response to Robert Frost's Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening and is best read in contrast to that work, to which I have no rights.)   I know where you have gone today.
My birth was a "whoops" an unplanned surprise, but they loved me anyways even now, these days   My family was fun sad times we had none until my brothers thee, moved out with glee  
Dear Brianna,    I've seen things in my life Others would never understand  I've seen alcoholism  Develop firsthand    I've seen families driven apart  All because of a broken heart 
Dear Theresa, you are four thousand one hundred fifty-one point sixty-six miles away. Thinking about that distance slowly fills me with dread. Sometimes I wish we could maybe meet halfway,
to someone I hope I haven't met yet,  I've been putting PENCIL to paper (so I have an eraser).  So many thoughts it's like I'm on pace for Some great discovery.  My words. They don't bother me.
My Growth in a Year By: Skyler Mobry   My roots have grown a lot in a year My limbs now shelter the new saplings taking root still struck with fear My water is the tears from losing friends I cried
Dear Aunt Cathy, this was my day It started in an unusual way   My alarm rang, it screamed and it blared  Nobody else in my family cared   It was my own job to shut off that thing
Dear Sky,   Thank you for housing the clouds that I dream on and the stars that gleam on.   Thank you for reminding me of the infinity of color and making the day seem fuller.  
Hello my name is properly in tune to your walk, your moves, and your power to soothe  My mind is wrapped around your reason to exist  When I look into your eyes I begin to loose myself in your disguise 
Homework will you go away, I’ll visit you another day.   I am not seen, I am not heard, You consume my time, this is absurd!  
The world was divided  In shades of black and white The hatred was created To show power between man and wife    The book people follow has rules  Against love. What has the world turned into? 
 I think I love you because I think that all that thinking thoughts you have thought about me that kept you awake in the wake of the night has made me to keep thinking that I love you. How be it that on the fist day of a new day of a new month in
Dear butterfly, born and raised in captivity to whose influence is more substantial than the truth of originality. Can only offer but a mere of support, if you don't fly soon
To every kid who is questioning and Who is trying to find who they are— I feel you, my dude, and I know what it’s like The confusion and tension and scars  
Dearest Conciousness, What do I do? I'm rarely awake as it is Wouldn't you if you had the chance? Do I have to? No, but I promised Myself really, by happenstance to sleep instead of dance
Dear Past Love, Who am I to judge What you two do together in the background Let it distract and cause me to drudge Through the snow, compact, past that giant mound
  Dear my one and only, Nothing will ever change my love. Although I won’t deny my fears.
You show me who I am And more importantly who I’m not. You show me what I don’t have More often than what I’ve got.  
Last night of October—we lay on the floorWarmly aligned from our shoulders to hipsBy the orange soda fizz of a loud movie scoreLast night of October—we lay on the floorIn the dusty blue attic beneath the trapdoor
Dear Depression,   You’re getting heavy, I’m sick of carrying You. I’m tired of You beating my soul so black and blue.
Oh, how it’s been too long since I last heard your cherry blossom’s song. I miss the way you look, snow here, sun there, and my heart you took.
Four years past I wrote a letter The words all now forgotten A Letter never read It now sits on my mantle, never opened Just sits there
There She Is All perfect and delicate But breakable continuing to be elegant. Her so-called goods are exposed And she doesn’t hesitate to pose. I am not saying she is no brainer
I forgot who I was after I first shattered. When grasping for some desperate way to connect was all that mattered. Before I lost hope and spent years floating face down in the water,
                        Fading  Momma when you look at my face I wish you'd see me for me Not the image you pray I one day be    Momma sometimes I just wanna hear that my thoughts have value
Dear Future Self,   Do you remember the beat The thumping of feet Up and down the halls In and out of classrooms
I'm not writing poems like I used to, getting stuck on one syllable again. Sonnets and songs would be my dream come true. If I could just stop, breathe in and pretend, that I'm actually doing something good.
Every day we pass by, All the people we saw cry   But do we think of it? No we just overlook the ones who quit   I sometimes stop what I'm doing, To my dismay I just end up stewing  
Dear My Past Self, This is the part where I tell you that you're going to be okay Each day might seem worse than the last But, that everyday is truly a new day
To all the self-centered people who are blue I understand you go through stuff However, others go through them too  And you have to remember it’s not only about you
‘True wit is Nature to advantage dress’d’Then he with wit has not been blessed,For Nature gifts are not bestowedOn those behaving like a toad.  
‘When mischief mortals bend their will’To “tax reform” upon The HillWe see with growing deja vu‘The madness of many, for the gain of a few.’  
‘The never-failing vice of fools’Pride drives the man to break the rules.Just when he thinks he has it allGuess what goes before the fall.
As I sit and write these poems I sit here and right my wrongs I remember when I told you how I gave up on writing songs
issues of the heart caused by tears and pain is the start untolds truth and painful lies are all things in despise the heart is fragile, it barely beats tears are streaming as sorrow seats
Dear Sadness,   Thank you.   Without you, I would be flying And soaring way too close to the sun. Without you, I would be undone.   Thank you, for grounding me.
Dear Me, You were so young. Innocent and smart Now everytime I see you,  it's like your lost in the dark.    She was your light She guided you in the darkest of times
Dear Dad, That haunting night the benevolence was broken. Between smashed glass and endless screams, The hurtful words spoken Still haunt my dreams.  
Goodbye Tatay*   Dear Tatay, I still find myself talking about you in present tense. It’s been twelve years since I flew from Manila, I wish when I picked up the bags I was aware of the permanence.
Let’s make a fort from old blankets. Then we’ll paint your whole loft. Braid yarn into matching bracelets, And never take them off. Because I wanna bake “panookies” Wear headbands like hippies
Dear Lord   I’m scared, excited, confused, tell me this is normal. Head not bowed, knees unfolded, I know this is a bit informal.
What does Black history month mean to you? Is it a month to celebrate our achievements? To show how proud we are of our generation? Let’s review the signs:
Hello, Future, nice to meet you. I’ve been through a lot in my past as you know... Presently ready to see you. You against myself from the past... I passed the past because, God helped me make it through.
My dear future daughter, You got to be a bit stronger. Times will get tough. And life will get rough. People will talk,  People will judge. You got to make it out, You cannot pout. 
Hey, what's up. How's your day going? Honestly, mine's a little bit boring. You're probably asking, "What is this thing?" But all I ask is just listen, Please don't throw it away like it's nothing.  
    January 6, 2018     Mr. Addme Toyourlist, Assistant Dean of Admission      University of  My Dreams     1 Inspired Way
Can someone explain the meaning of life? Is it like a swimming pool filled with knives? Or like trying to swim in a dry ocean? Or is it like creating a potion? How can just four letters be so complex?
What’s the point of Neverland If your problems seem so hard And all you have to do Is follow the second star And go straight on through morning
Dear Olivia, October 13, 2017, I tried to keep it all together Struggling to keep my eyes open, I tried to make you remember The great times we had, yet why couldn’t you see them?
To the loneliest number, One,   You can keep on being alone. It was all fake, the way you shone, Trying to pull me towards you,
Dear LOVE,  
Dear College,   It's funny how a choice, Made at such a young age, Is able to show the voice, Of who we will become.    Just think- where we go, who we will be be, how we end up,
The sky looked like this the day you leftHow beautiful it wasI remember seeing those cloudsI had to stop and pause
Jesus, please guide my way Show me how to live Godly day by day Please show me how to love my friends and family And for all my wrongs, please forgive me You're my Friend, so I’m glad to hold Your Hand
Adjusting was arduous, a hypocrite he was,Every step was jittery, hiding her flaws....She thought in anxiety,' Will he like it ?Will my text make his face lit ?  On the other side of the page, Sat a guy with a hypocrite image...Hypocrisy was for t
Dearest World,   Schwmei, A gutn tog, Zdravey, Tere, Moien, Marhaba, Namaste, Halito, Hej, Ni hao, Godan dag, Merhaba,   Labas, Salut, Nomoshkar, Sa wat dee, Zdravo, Olá,
  For the person this may concern   Tear stains down my face Having that familiar salty taste  There's nothing more I can do Then wait until I get over you   The marks on my knuckles 
Dear Loneliness,   I remember how you came into my life at the age of nine When all my friends stood together at the front of the lunch line  
I write this poem To my grandmother A sister, a friend, A wife, A mother   The sweetest being One could know An uplifting spirit If you were low   She wore that smile
Are you happy now? Are your days still blue and your nights still bright?   Do you still think long and hard
I'm turning sixteen, Feels like a dream, Just yesterday it seemed, That I was a sweet little girl, With flawless blonde curls, Who loved to sing and dance and twirl,
Having seen her face, with a smile After a long long time Smiled my heart he's glad and drew her sweet face in the crimson core of my heart  
I'll satnd by the coast till the seas go dry Tell me how do I try to win a love that never dies   I long to win one love that may never be mine
A good person never dies  Though,the sun cotinues to shine  The moon continues to sparkle The stars continues to twinkle Everything ,seems to be the same 
  You’re becoming a memory Here in this fading light are your faces Those who were once a broken family Are now spreading roots in different places   And like trees we’ll grow
Dear Future me,   My life in 2017 was a victory. I started January on recovery from a mental facility and I took meds that made me feel better, but I wanted to be free.
Feathers drift and swirl through the night As pearl and obsidian meet One a brilliant translucent white Viewed as the symbol of love and right
Deceitful skin unbinds itself from flesh While struggling cells attempt to mesh No answer, cure, or solution For this troubling ailment reeking of pollution  
Oh Grim Reaper,             how you must love me so. You are always there,             even when I want you to go.   You wait in the corner             until I’m happy once more.
Life is a big game we play With rules to obey and a price to pay. We all fight for another day.  Just remember, Never Give Up, Never Surrender.   For all the steps in life, There's an eye watching. 
Dear Mom, So much has happened since I came to Chicago, To my hometown that you should know, Is where I spent my childhood , Playing in the snow.   I met lots of people and made new friends,
Dear Uncle Riki,   Only when it’s black as dark as the past can sometimes be Until the lead cracks and bark burns when we will finally see Words left behind that act as marks of your memory
Dear Future me, I see that your rich and successful or that’s what I want you to be. Or maybe not, I’m confused and that’s what I’m told to see. ~ I’ve been disappointed in you a lot and I know that’s not fair.
The crimson crosses silver flakes The body not a sound does make The silent cries that make me shiver As the corpse slowly withers The winter breeze a chill does send But the sorrow it can not mend
this is a letter to you from me, you might not care for it right now, but in the end, the things that i wrote will be things you’ll agree.  
Before I frolicked with the seniors,                                a Seemed they all so tall and kind.                                    b They held a certain calm demeanor,                               a
The Universe   Dear endless expanse of everything, Could it be that you will forever remain a mystery? Could it be that there are final truths we will never see? As of now we are stuck in one place,
Dear anxiety, You’re not as strong now as you used to be. Your hair is gray, tangled in knots like you do to my thoughts, and your skin isn’t looking too well.
To my dearest little Heart, How could you do this to me? It seems you have forgotten the part You play in this hierarchy   Let me remind you of your place: I call the shots around here, not you.
Toni went out to the snack line   To indulge as she did time after time.   But as she stood, waiting for a snack so fine,  
Whether this is hopeless or not Last night I dreamt about a nest of empty bottles under my bed They would call at me, jump on me in my sleep And they were constantly in my head   When I woke up I realized
Why am I scared of being me You'll never know what it's like to be Someone that only Sees hatred and bigotry Towards a person like me A person of my sexuality   Murdered on the street
10/6/16  My Dearest Grandson,   I know that writing letters may be relics of the past, and sending emails online are more convenient and fast, but I couldn't help but write one since I have your new address,
Dear Stress, Could you please stop causing emotional duress?   I can't seem to shake you, No matter what I do.  
Blonde hair, blue eyes, sometimes he makes me ask why, His heart is cold, he likes to act bold, But I love him like Sally loves Jack,
Us
Days, Days go by, He has nothing to say. Cry, All you can do is scream, You just cry until your eyes are dry. Dream,
Trapped in a decaying cell, The cell an illusion of the boundaries that cannot be broken   While watching a constellation  On the train of desperation   The silence so deep  
                                                                                         Mia Strout                                                                                          2 Bowles Ave.
The simple words on my lips, they slowly form a lie With every single breath I take, I simply wonder why I really want to tell the truth, you deserve to know But it is so hard for me, to let the real me show
We, The United States. A poem by Briana Jackson about US involvement in the Vietnam War.   We launch ourselves into things easily avoidable, Alienating those that disagree.
I sit here wondering how you are doing today Oh how there’s many things I want to say We haven’t had a deep conversation in a while And oh how I miss that smile   I haven’t seen it since that night
Dear Writer's Block, I tried to write a song today, but something got in the way. Was it you? You decided to show up again I thought I told you we're not even friends Yes, what I said was true.
Hello old friend come in, come in; the hearth has gone cold In your absence I've forgotten how to be bold Still you trap me in a warm embrace Erasing all doubt without a trace
It's only her and I, alone in our abyss, a mind at odds of whom to miss. The girl must decide for one to stay, to chose her final destiny. The 'good' one yells for me to go, but what she doesn't know?
December 18, 2017   Dear Juliet,   I know it's been a while, Since we last met each other. As we walked through the parks
What is happiness? By: Madalyne Gonzalez   There are so many people who focus only on the negative At moments, it gets kind of repetitive When negativity is all that you see
To a past friend, The art of treachery, produced by finesse. You think you know a person, but it’s all just a guess. A moment in time when all is fine.
Dear Ryan,   You didn’t know me way back when… I struggled to read with my kin, Mom studied by day and worked by night. Dad held three jobs, struggling with all his might.  
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A lonely pup lays in the street He looks for someone to love him Or just feed him a piece of meat   Poor doggo, he is all alone
Dear the one who loves me, With ease you make me happy and I can't get that feeling by myself, When I go back home and I'm all alone I only wish for your company, And I try to keep myself busy
Dear Youth, You were snatched from me one day And I have been searching for you ever since I was given a glance at what you were And without you, I lack competence.
Dear men in my life,   There is so much chaos running through my body Through my veins, Through my mind, Through my soul.  Where can I go To find true peace and happiness?   Love
What is Great Love? Great love is this: Someone who lays down His life for his friend Someone who will love you till the end Someone who will never pretend
Dear Matthew, I often wondered about you. How you'd laughThe color of your hair, If you were strong, If you were scared.  I often wondered about you. My sweet little boy,My playful kin, My eldest brother, My might have been.  I often wondered abou
Dear Jess I'm not sure that you realize  But you've left me a mess    And people tell me to forget  But you're drenched in my veins  I use it for an excuse To let go of the reigns   
Verse 1: She has suffered through hardships Her scars tell her tale Each one is a painting Upon skin that's turned pale See the heartache and illness All she lost on display
Stand on the Sands Grayson Szumilas   Dear Humanity,        Momentum. I don’t know why the world is set up the way it is, 
Dear Art,     I've never told you this before, These thing being so dear, So please listen, As I am being sincere.   You've hurt my neck, And even my toe, But that wasn't enough,
Dear characters from screen and page who live inside my mind, I take comfort in knowing that you’re with me all the time. When I am sad and wish for comfort and gentle moral might 
Everyone wants love Till they feel the pain Then when without They crave it all the same Nothing can hold back The feeling of shame
i never believed anyone who said they'd found their soulmate i never trusted those  who believed in true love until it was me writing crazy love poems to stay grounded and 
Dear future me, I wonder who you turned out to be… You were always an anxious one The type who’s too scared to have too much fun
Dear Mom, I know you hate that I quit basketball, But that wasn’t the beginning of my downfall. Tearing my ACL broke me to pieces, Put it back together but there are still creases.
Injustice all around me Jesus your nailed Scared hands to care Of them You what wouldn't be right All along Injustice in America Injustice in my home Can't we all just get along
Dear future,   Life is beautiful, brilliant and glorious, To be able to look outside and see the plants shake and the moon glow, To breathe and watch nature's luxuriance,
Smile at the Russian man who talks kindly of his home landLaugh with the German girl who walks with an American Shake hands with the French man who will learn English in time
'Twas mid-day when I sat Ready with paint and brush and all that. Upon the stool I sat brush in hand But like a bowl of lentils plain, my mind 'twas bland. Minute after minute, hour after hour
A cut across the wrist Cuz who would miss this? A cut along the thigh So much easier to hide   Keeping it all hush hush
What have we done? With blurry eyed contact lines and brown eyes. Why them? With borderlines ten feet high wider than my waist. When? How? With heavy feet nothing more than wasted time
For my love to the girl who saved my life, For the love of a girl who made me thrive!   For that girl who stood proud and tall, For her, she is the fairest of all.   For she knows who's boss,
Dear Mom, As I grow older I just want to lean on your shoulder As I look back over the years My eyes begin to form tears All I want is to be little again Maybe nine or even ten
I think it is, without a doubt, a necessity that you shut your mouth. I’m made of time, it’s how we grow, So why not just take it slow?  
I thought it was a crush but now my heart is crushed. In my silence I've been silenced, because I am lonely for you only.  The presence of your absence crushes my every senses
Yes I am Hispanic  Oh no don’t panic, Why are you assuming I’m not a U.S Citizen? I can speak English just as good as you Only thing makes me different is that I can speak Spanish!
I get this feeling of comfortfrom the warmth in your armsto your kisses so sweetYour love is contagiou
A heaving chest, Quick breaths, You stole the very air from my lungs.   A watchful eye, Beautiful surprise, You took my focus for yourself.   A thumping heart, Set apart,
You first wrote about coming of age, Sixteen, first album, ruled the Nashville stage, Unrequited love and a boyfriend who cheats, You made history - so young, fresh, and sweet. Your next hit you became our Juliet,
I know that look in your eye. That you want to cry, that you’re scared to die.   But have no fear, Dear. Do you know why? All your troubles will pass by, I promise you that is no lie.
Because I love you I changed my life. Cancelling plans with my friends, what was supposed to be a fun night.   Because I love you
You lay a rose beside my heart and keeps it watered when you smile But let the rose die when your face appears a frown You compliment me and kill me with your compliment at the same time
Dear Graduates,   We are born of the world. So introspective. So divine. Yet we tend to lose ourselves in the struggles and daily routines,
Dear winds of summer,  don't know when to leave! For Houston, Texans hath no reprive. From the moist air that ruins my hair, and turns the grass yellow; I cannot be more mellow.
I Love you so much i can't leave you .... Even though my mind tella me I should But then you make me think that you staill Love me And all my thoughts of leavin' do no good.
Dear Lover (Conor), I hope you know I love you more than I thought I could I hope you know if you asked me to do something that I gladly would I hope you know you bring a smile right upon my face
Dear Love,
He smiled at me and said 'here, take this' It was a happy little pill of his and it would feel bliss I smiled and gave him a kiss saying, 'thank you baby' But what happened next forever will drive me crazy
I just miss relationships,so I value!I just got hurt a lot,so I love!I just belittle me,so I learn! I just don't like to exist,so I adapt! I just cried over stupid faults, so I smile!
I ABSOLUTELY POSITIVELY DONT NEED ANY NEGATIVITY AROUND ME.. I WOULD RATHER BE FREE.. I WOULD RATHER BE, FREE OF LIES AND TEARFUL CRIES... I WOULD PERHAPS TAKE A TRIP AS FAR AS TIME FLIES...
Dear Earth What we've done to you, you've done nothing to deserve. Factories, cars, and global warming, it all has made you worse and worse. No one ever listens, no one ever learns.
Masks are more than you think, you use them every day. They are attached to you like a link, even in what you say. They hide who you truly are, and replace it with what you want others to see.
Oppression May Result In Depression Treated Cruelly I am Pleading Truly Why Do You Treat Me Like This? Who Do You Miss?   Oppression May Cause Anxiety Many Types and Varieties
Dear Mr. Biological Father, As a young child, all I ever wanted was a real dad. All of the dads in the movies played ball and ran around in the yard with their kids.
Dear world, What’s going on man? I’m no batman But i can clearly unravel the mystery present   You’re not currently very pleasant  
Hi, my name is Kai and I am gender-fluid. Well, that's not what my birth certificate says But it's who I am nowadays. I enjoy living in my own fantasies. A place in my mind where I can be anything.
Dear School System: At the droning deep, they rise and scurry Some lolligag while others hurry Down the halls, not distracted by breeze Never attempting to do as they please
Its frustrates me. It pisses me off. The way she can say She wants boyfriend When I was a great one But no she dumped me Cuz she was gonna cheat on me. Like what the fuck
She
I wish someday she'll notice me. I wish my crush would like me; (If not love me) But I doubt They would ever feel the same about me. If she had to choose Within the crowd: To be picked;
I lay awake. With nothing in mind. I feel so empty. No feeling. No thinking. Watching the time. Blinking. Breathing. Heart beating. As hours fly by. I feel empty. No thinking.
A letter to my more than a friend, but less than a lover:     Oh, how I wish you had said yes, When I asked for you to come inside.
To the one I loved, Do you have any idea how it feels to love? To be able to fly like a dove Then, have it ripped away, Crying and wishing it had stayed. To have the one you love hand you a noose
Dear White People,Born to love and not to hate.I see a goal that’s not up for debate.Growth is nothing but and allusion, When all you do is jump to conclusion.Hung, beaten, separated, shot!Just as long as I didn't take your spot.Intimidated and th
Just a number in your book Another jot another check Adding up the scores of all the girls you've slept with. Treated like an object, just your little play toy.
driving in the same direction, but to different destinations/ going down the same bad path, but with different fixations/oblivion can be achieved in a number of ways/
driving in the same direction, but to different destinations/ going down the same bad path, but with different fixations/oblivion can be achieved in a number of ways/
To whomever it may concern,
Originally just another member Another wolf part of the pack, Though I leave I will remember Remember those that had my back. 
Because I Love You
I want to be a poet,  Only for the money, You see college is expensive  It is really not that funny. Some spend years repaying a debt,  Others can't even afford it' but paying for education is bullshit
In Heaven   Querida Abuelita There isn’t much time For me to sum up The events of my life  
To the boy who swept me off my feet in less than a day,  I just want to say, It's so hard to put my feelings at bay When I have to see you everyday From now 'til May. So tell me your secret way,
I have learned so much this year.I wish I knew where to start.This year has just meant so much to meDeep down in my heart. It was in this classroom now two years ago That I had made a friend.I may not talk to her anymoreBut friendship never ends. 
Dear Loneliness,   You are with me everyday With no friends, you are the only one There is nothing I can say It seems as if I have no one  
My keeper,   This is my apology, I’ve taken you for granted. For all the times you’ve protected me, I’ve only repaid you in damage.  
Dear parents,  I'm sorry that I'll never grow up To be the person you wanted me to be. I'm sorry that when you think of me, All you'll remember are the signs You didn't see.   Dear sister,
Have you ever thought that your world was ending and that you were slowly ascending  when you thought you had everything  but in reality you were just clinging  for your life that was bringing 
They say they wanna.. make this country great again?
Dear Me, You gotta stay strong. Keep your dreams going. Keep your blood flowing. You'll make it I swear. You just gotta stay there. Work up your courage. 
Dear previous owners of the third house on the right,Screw you.The tiles are uneven and the cabinets are crooked and now I can't go home because of a problem you let get out of ha
Young Lady,I know you are stressed,But do not fret over being the best.You are stressing too much,
My mother always told me You're royalty But I had so many questions for her like: How are we royalty but we can't find a place to sleep How are we royalty but we don't have any money We went from riches to rags
The music box plays no more Without knowing there's more in store For she escapes through the color of sound No longer wishing to be around A violin plays so faint The colors fall
Paul was a young baseball that lived in Stuart’s Bend.Every day, afterschool, the local kids played with Paul to their wits’ end. His dream was to make it to the major leagues,But he knew that getting there would cause him great fatigue. In colleg
Dear Baby (A.K.A. Baby Driver),   Below are your inner feelings, your inner dealings: Fast cars, more scars, Want it no more, want it no more Another job, another pod, Want it no more, want it no more!
Dear School, I apologize for my absence today. I would never miss on purpose. But just last night, I felt I had A case of yersinia pestis.  
i hope you see me like a ghost in your head i stand as a figure at the end of your bed
Dad
Dear Dad,   You may not be here, but I know you’re watching. You may not be near, and I know you may be gawking. Every time I shed a tear,
Pigs fly Fat ladies sigh Dogs meow and cats bark Oh, and the sun's dark.
Will You hold me again, my Lord and my God,      hold me again, through this wind and this fog, for the waves and the wind of this sorrowful sea      can be most wonderful if only You'd hold me.  
Because I have been by your side for years now, you think im attached, You call I dont pick up, So you swing and I collapse, Chains bearing so hard I struggle and unwrap, Words so cold, I can't help but detach, 
I ramble on Like no one is watching. You don't interupt me, And I wish you would.   Tell me I'm crazy That I make no sense, right? You can't stand my talking About the things that make
I am so sick and tired Of living like this When is my life Gonna change to Heavenly bliss It's been going in This same vicious cyclye When am I gonna ever Learn how to ride a bicycle
Poetrybyakilah The Unheard Voice My whole life I had No voice even if I Tried speak out I've even lashed out And that didn't work Without a doubt Christ voice is Much louder
Where did you go my friend? You left me all alone in the cold Your reasons I cannot comprehend My feelings and thoughts I put on hold We had each other once again Old friends comforting our pain
(Verse 1) Just let me say I’m only a man I hope that you would’ve understand And see all the love that I had So high up but I’m about to crash and land Worse come down since my acid trip
Her entire life has been a cruel joke A smack in the face every time that she spoke False hopes and broken promises from the start 'Til learned helplessness was burned into her heart  
I was jogging down the road one day imbibing in the sun The sky was clear, the air was sheer as I went on my run.   At intervals I took a break
  7 months forward and i'm sitting here all alone i forget your face I only remember in the songs I'm feeling lost and  
Don’t joke about love, It’s to be taken seriously. Don’t lie about love, True feelings shouldn’t be a mystery.  
I am not lessYou are not moreThough we may fussIt’s each other we’re for. When the moon risesI take you on adventures,You bring me surprisesThey all become treasures. You, me, we are forever,You say “I can count on you,”.You say when we’re togethe
There's a classic joke that everyone's heard, "A horse walks into a bar..." My love for that joke might seem absurd, and I guess I take it too far.  I use it to break that awkward quiet,
Every day you tell me I'm worthless. Every day you make me focus on you. Can you not sense this sadness? A sadness that is new.   Every day you try to change me. Every day you ask for money.
He says his love for me is unmeasurable He watches over me always We are inseparable He always has his fixed gaze  
Fighting and Complaining Our time has perished away. What started out as our only home, Transformed into the casket for the love we mourned. Hurt and Torn From where we began
Perfect Is what everyone strives to be Perfect Is not always easy to achieve It’s you, It’s me We’re against the world you see   You’re not always happy and neither am I
I stare at you just because I love you The world is dark but you shine through And when I think of all the things we do So much of my time spent thinking of you From day one my heart pursued yours
Same old stories once again You’re trying to pretend that everything is alright The fact is nothing is okay But that’s something I can’t say I just have to say “I’m fine”  
I love you he said as we celebrated our one year  he made it a habit to whisper those three words in my ear,  I loved him back everything was just so perfect to me 
If you passed an old friend At the edge of the crowd Crying their heart out World turned upside down Friends surrounding her with love
Communication as a whole is key                                           To better shape a relationship that will be
Your birth was a blessing You are everything a sister could need. We were born two days and nine years apart, Yet we still share everything.  
Because I love you, I sigh and take the food, refusing to eat. Because I love you, a fake smile, as you kiss her, I do fake. Because I love you, I’m trying to be happy, I’m trying to change!
  Because I love you I want the best for you, you’ve always let me grow, encouraging me to try something new. I love that you’re never scared to be your own person.
Because I love you... Love me selflessly   Give me respect and care Let's be partners in kindness   in this world we share Gentle words and actions   Soft and warm touch
H-A-T-E A four letter word that holds so much weight It's funny how you can love someone one day Then the next day, that love becomes hate We all will endure pain We all will encounter hate
I will support you and I won't leave you. I will continue to encourage you. I want to live in a happy home with you.  We will share memories together  And be the symbol of a happy and healthy relationship.
Some friendships fly like birds Those, of course, are always preferred Others are not as strong sink like ships One or neither put effort and the freindship just slips
My dear baby, I sing to you. You fall asleep, As I cradle you. Because I love you, I hold you near. As you cry, I wipe away your tears. My dear child,
Things have not been so good for me lately But please know that your support and protection has helped me greatly You show me the light when things are dark A smile spreads across my face with a single remark
Hungarian Az egyszerű dolgok a legtöbbet jelentenek. Felébredni a reggeli illatára Emlékezni megvajazni a pirítósod Bókolni, szép nyaklánc Megmosni az autód amikor undi  
The night was cold, the room was dark, I thought it was me, but he was your spark. You wanted him, I was in your way,  You wanted me to leave, you wanted him to stay.
Physics Love 1.I know this is a long shot im like Derrick Rose. 2.I'm going to tell you something and this is how it goes. 3.Flawless is what you are you really do shine.
           ''Your love , My love-It's Our Love' In a relationship, it's not just about you It's not just about me It's we Balance if you may, but that's not what I feel when you say
A small girl sits; her eyes are blurred with tears. Her dad is ruined; he’s drunk and shouts enraged. A mother awaits her son’s return with fears. He’s rebellious; he can not be assuaged.  
From the way you laugh, to the way you breathe, To the way you smile, to the way your voice cracks when you try to sing. You make me love you, more and more every single day.
For all my life I was taught  Love was something that should not be sought   To be pathetically vying for attention  Begging desperately for affection    Who can fix the broken hearted
When you told me that you loved me I believed every word When they told me how wrong you were I thought they were absurd But then you began to hold so tightly
I see in your eyes. When I am with you, time flies.   I can't believe its been this long,  Our story is an amazing love song.    When I look into your eyes I see our future, present & past.
It is because I love you That I will never hurt you. I pray to God I don't make that mistake, That I should stand before you, Despite your fear berate you
If someone loves you, they should respect you If someone loves you, they should support you If someone loves you, they should be honest If someone loves you, they should do their best
Relationships bloom, flourish, and thrive, When mitigating strife is the ultimate drive. Flexibility is vital in maintaining bliss,
Hands join together For worse or for better You accepted me for the worse You hold me when I can’t   You use a gentle touch
Becasue I love you, he said,  when I asked him why? Because I love you, he said, when he made me cry. Because I love you, he said,  when he told me what to wear. Because I love you, he said, 
1.   The day seems promising My heart keeps giggling. As the birds flew higher the sky grew darker, A storm for sure.
 After the honeymoon stage the I love you’s turned into because I love you He used to say you are my life Now he says you’ll never leave my side as long as I’m aliveYou by my side and vice versa He says I am all you need Delete everything I am not
Because I love you, Don’t go with your friends tonight. Because I love you, Going out with them's not all right. Because I love you, I left bruises on your face. Because I love you,
I love you 
For my sweetheart, Ben Gustafson   I promise to hold you close in my arms, And always keep you away from harm When you’re feeling down, I’ll be right here
I was empty, before you touched me, And filled my heart with stars. You graced my thoughts with all of these dreams, And made us who we are.   You fixed what was never broken,
We were lightness and darkness, a foil when together- A bond we thought would withstand the weather. Our friendship consisted of joyful bliss and laughter- A love so pure that people sought after.  
Relationships are just as wrong as they are right. Without the bickering and complaining, The relationship would sink and end with a big fight. Trust is just as important as the air we breathe, In a relationship,
Relationships are just as wrong as they are right. Without the bickering and complaining, The relationship would sink and end with a big fight. Trust is just as important as the air we breathe, In a relationship,
Dear significant other Lets go on this love journey together But before we do promise me this Promise me a healthy relationship Lets practice being honest While earning each others trust