A collection of the best poems about love and friendship by 10, 11, 12 and 13 year olds - as well as other more serious poems about relationships - written in the last couple of years.

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No Innocence by Paige (aged 12)

No innocence
Believe me
You say they don't
Deceive me
We just want to be
Relieved see?
At any cost at all
No matter what you think
No matter what you do
We will always win
We will always fool you
Don't try to run
And don't try to hide
Because we smell your fear
We can see inside
No innocence

The Bully by Maisie Lemmon (aged 11)

There is a bully in my class,
And I have to say he is not nice.
I sit next to him in English,
Every day he gives me a fright.
Pushing, punching and name calling hurts,
Physically, mentally I don't know what's worse.
Never has anything hurt this much,
I know I have just had enough!
I feel like every day I want to cry,
I realise I need to buy tear supplies
I cried them all out the first day it started.
My mum says people bully because they are wimpy inside,
Every day people say not to worry,
But my stomach is mixed up like a McDonalds McFlurry

Best Friends by Jade Pateman (aged 10)

Bring it on type of person
Enthusiastic
Stick by each others sides
Thoughtful

Funny
Remains there
Interested in what you say
Encouraging
Near you
Daring
Sharing

Signed, Sealed, Delivered by Sapphire Hughes (aged 11)

I sent you that letter, those words on paper, but you never replied
And when I heard nothing back from you, I suppose I just sighed
But then I heard the news, now my past and present is a blur
You're the person I never got anything from, not a phone call or an e-mail, not anything from where you were
I felt so alone, as if my whole soul had been snatched
I even went back to where you lived, with the fig tree and the roof, covered in wire and carefully thatched
Why did you have to leave me, we were fine in every way
Now I'm not that crisp new book you brought, my cover's faded, and my pages are frayed.

Understand by Paige (aged 12)

Understand when I leave
Understand why I stay
Notice how I wink at you
I'll notice how you do the same

Know I go to school
Just for your hug
I feel a little love sick
You gave me this bug

Wonder what I think at night
I wonder the same
Don't be shy, come dance with me
I'll be glad you came

Understand I love you
And know I'll always be waiting
So you can say you LOVE me
I'll wait and wait...

One Person Tango by Paige (aged 12)

Will you share the love with me
Or will you pass it on?
Leave me all alone to dance a one person tango
The dance of love
Hope
Strength
Not for a person all alone
Will you kiss me on the cheek
or maybe on the lips?
Don't leave me all alone
to do the one person tango

Treasure Map by Paige (aged 12)

The treasure map will lead me
to places I don't know
They tell me what to see,
they tell me where to go
So come on this great journey,
we'll never be apart
I wonder where the X is?
I hope it's on your heart

Rain by Paige (aged 12)

Butterflies aren't in the sky
Water floats down from above
Never know, I won't know why
I have the feel of hope and love
The silence tells just who I am
and who I want to be
A queen of a forbidden land,
A ruler of the sea
So dub me your great princess
or a peasant I may be
For as it rains today,
I will never flee
Tomorrow will have sunshine
and children play amiss
Then I must resign
I'm a girl not princess

My Best Friends by Alisha (aged 10)

My best friends are so special
I love them very much
Although they are my bezzie
We're not really in touch
I really wish we were though
To let them know how much
I think I'll buy a prezzie
And link and stay in touch

Come Back by Matthieu Chant (aged 10)

As I see your hazel eyes
in the spring morning
I feel what I have left behind.
Come back darling,
I shout,
for you are my true love.

I Think I'll Write a Melody by Paige (aged 12)

I think write a melody
I think I'll write a song
Maybe a documentary
to tell all things are wrong
There is a girl inside my room
I don't know her anymore
Her face just merely looms
she stares and stares
no dignity
no self defense
no confidence to assume
I think I'll be dignified
I think I'll make things right
Look me up in dictionaries
maybe I just might
Write a little melody
or write a little song
Just so you will understand
and maybe hum along

Boys by Paige (aged 12)

Boys are stupid
Boys are sweet
Boys are naive
when you meet

Boys can't tell you
how they feel
They can't tell you
if they're real

And after precious hearts do heal
they take it back to break it

The One by Samantha McIntyre (aged 11)

If my name doesn't make you smile
you're not the one for me,
if you do not take my hand
you're not the one for me,
if my love is not enough to make you leap for joy,
then you're not the one for me.

If I do not stay by your side
I'm not the one for you,
if your name doesn't stand out to me
I'm not the one for you,
but I will forever believe that you're the one for me.

For your name makes me smile
You take my hand and make me laugh,
your love is enough to make me leap for joy
and I will stay with you 'till I die
then forever be a memory,
of loves cruel, sweet taste, that is named after you.

No Prince Charming by Paige (aged 12)

Drew is very quiet
Noah's very cold
Joseph is a riot
but is always being scolded
Jason is a loser
Jordan's over-rated
Chris could be a user
Robert's complicated
Matthew uses obscenities
In Spanish that is
Jorden has different identities
And Michael has a bad kiss
Now listen closely, little girls,
this may be quite alarming
Don't listen to what they tell you
There is no Prince Charming

Your Blue Eyes by Elisabeth Ooms (aged 10)

The last time I looked in your blue eyes,
All I heard were one hundred tearful good-byes.
Golden sadness pouring out of your mouth,
While you turned your head to look south.
Your blue eyes were the last things I could see,
Before I tumbled down into black eternity.
Utter darkness making me blind,
Covering every other piece of my mind.

16 years trying to let go of you,
There was nothing else that I could do.
Trying not to shed a tear,
Oh, getting harder every year!
And, finally, after all those painful years,
Your blue eyes came back to fill mine with tears.
But platinum happiness and a the way you kissed,
Made up for all those years we missed.

Gray by Caitlyn Wait (aged 13)

gray is sadness
loss of hope
gray is loneliness
gray is fog
not knowing what lies ahead
gray is nothing
gray is sadness
the loss of hope

BLUE eYeS by Paige (aged 12)

the moonlight reflects in your big BLUE eYeS
I don't know if we should do this
you whisper as much as you can
but then something draws us together
like a magnet
or
pure magic
our lips touch
I can see through you
you can see through me
the world stops
my heart drops
our hearts meld
our embrace still held
as we heard the crickets sing
The world was merely an oyster
and we were merely it's pearls
Your moonlight reflecting off your BLUE eYeS
Forget what I said before you whisper

Friend's Questions by Abby Keffeler (age 13)

You love me,
But I don't know why
You care for me so much,
But I don't know why
You keep me in your thoughts,
But I don't know why.

Tell me this.
Why do you love me?
Why do you care for me so much?
Why am I in your thoughts?
Why, I ask why?

What makes you think I am special?
What do you love about me?
What do you want to stay the same?

I don't understand,
I am not special,
I am a girl that has brown hair and eyes,
I am tall, 5 foot 8 inches to be exact,
Why me, Why am I your friend, Why, I ask why?
You love me and I can't change that,
I think I can live with you loving me,
Because I love you too!

pOlKa DOTS by PaIGE (aged 12)

I wore pOlKa DOTS on Sunday
I asked if they made me look pretty
You said, No
I turned away

You look beautiful without them

Fears I Have by Abby Keffeler (aged 13)

Fears I have.
Fears of the addiction,
Taking her life,
Fears I have.

Fears I have.
Fears of seeing her life
Taken and thrown away,
Fears I have.

Fears I have.
Fears of losing a friend
Because of a stupid mistake,
Fears I have.

Please fix this.
Make my fears go away.
I don't like living in fear.
Please make everything better,
For I have fears.

Age by Paige (aged 12)

8 is the worst
12 is the best
7 is okay
But those 9s are a mess
14 is boring
10 is a shame
13 is appalling
6 is so lame
2 is to young
17 is to old
16 is a bio-hazard
11s, they're just cold
At all different ages
we're all the same in some ways
We all think we're the best
All throughout our days

WHY? by Paige (aged 12)

Why is there love?
Why is there hate?
Why am I good?
Why not just great?
Why are there slow songs?
Why aren't you here?
Why far away?
Why not so near?
Why is there hope?
Why is there fear?
Why should I listen?
When you whisper in my ear?
When should I leave?
Why should I stay?
Why am I still here?
While you drift away?
When can I text you?
And be sure you'll reply?
You say you truly like me
Then why do you deny?
I can't trust you anymore
Why do you ask?
Why are you oblivious?
While you make me masked?

My Heart by Samantha McIntyre (aged 11)

My heart is hell being burnt by flames
My heart is torture that shall not be named
My heart throbs in the morning sun
My heart forever more is yours

My Secret by Kristelle Chant (aged 12)

You're the reason why I can't sleep at night,
I picture your face; I picture your eyes,
My heart aches for you, I'm crying for us,
My heart aches for you, I'm crying because,
Those pretty blue eyes, they're haunting me now,
I can't not think, not think about how,
How I can dream about you,
Dream about you and nothing but you,
My tears are falling, I'm starting to cry,
I lie down and sigh, "My secret is a lie"

Me by Lisa Chen

Me
I am Lisa
But I'm not Lisa today
I'm somebody else
Somebody caring, smart, sweet
Someone who would help sympathize
Does that sound like me?
Of course not
I'm somebody else today

I'm not who you think I am
That girl who loves to tease and make others laugh
Yes, that is a part of me, but not all of me
Can I be nice and think about others?
Can I be whom I am inside?
There is a girl inside of me
Waiting to be let out
Sometimes, you can see her peeking

I may not be Lisa today
But you can count on me
Now matter who I am
Because you all know me
I'm that girl who loves to tease, but cares about you
Me

My Boy by Jessica (aged 10)

(dedicated to my boyfriend)

You're important to me
I put you in my love plea
you give me your gorgeous smile
every once in awhile
we connect in many ways
I see you everyday
your special kiss
is one thing I'll never want to miss
you're the apple of my eye
even writing this small poem makes me cry
your eyes shine
as your hand clasps mine
we love each other
you're my most honoured lover

Not Wanted by Abby Keffeler (aged 13)

You have the hand I want to hold,
You have the voice I want to hear at night,
You have the personality I love,
You have the eyes I love,
You have the body I want to lay with.

You don't want me,
You just pushed me away,
I am not pretty enough for you,
I am not the perfect girl.

I tried to impress you
but I got other guys instead,
They don't keep me from loving you.

You have all the things I want.
I wish I was the same for you
But I am not.

I hope you see the girl inside,
I want you, and hope you
Want me, too,
Because, I love you

Friend by Abby Keffeler (aged 13)

You mean the world to me,
You care for me so much,
I don't know what I would do,
If I ever lost you,
You mean the world to me.

You have the kind words I long to hear,
You have the open arms I have been searching for,
You have the biggest heart I can find,
You mean the world to me.

You are one of the few I call friend,
It takes a lot for me to say "Friend,"
And it is to you I say
You mean the world to me.

You have the smile I love,
You have the eyes that take my breath away,
You have the scent I grew attached to,
You mean the world to me.

I hope you never leave me,
Because you mean the world to me.

Before I Die by Sapphire Hughes (aged 11)

Before I fall asleep, before my eyes close
I want to do many things, before my time all goes
I would like to go inside the Statue Of Liberty,
to see the stars, the sea and the sky
My taste buds urge the taste of a slice of American Pecan Pie
I want to see Mount Olympus, where the Gods used to watch over me
I would like to watch the New York Rangers play a basketball game, where my face will put on a great smile; which would show my happiness and glee
I want to do a sky dive; I can already feel the wind blowing through my hair
I want to travel the world, see the Great Pyramids of Giza, The Hanging Gardens Of Babylon and The Colossus; so I can stop and stare
I want to try the famous 'stack of blueberry pancakes' from New York City
I want to do and see all of these things, before my heart feels pity

I Am by Bella Sawyer (aged 11)

I am young
I am a klutz
I am a twilightaholic
I am a middle child
I am a Filipina American
I am colorful
I am smart
I am a dork
I am a nerd
I am smiling on the outside but a crying from the inside
I am ignored
I am weird
I am board
I am Scene
I am me!

True Love by Cali Nygren

Love is burning,
Love is hurting,
Love is always, always turning.
You have to really think,
'Cause your love might really stink.

May be nice, may be cute,
May be funny and be a hoot.
So keep a watchful eye,
You never know when your love may be walking by!

Fear by Zeeshan Irfan (aged 12)

locked in,
boxed in,
full of fear.
my panic
grows manic
till I can't hear.
I need to reprieve,
so that I can breath,
I want to remove my fear.
I want it to leave.

Silence by Courtney Waldo (aged 13)

you are always peaceful and calming
you live in a world that anyone could enter
you believe in a life without any noise
you always give what people need most
you never hold back people's ongoing thoughts
you pretend to be a want, when you really are a need
you wish you were on everyone's wish list
you take my stress away, and calm me down
you make me able to think about everything

Silence… by Sasha Mitchell (aged 10)

Silence slices through me like a knife,
It's alive,
But all traces of life have drained,
When the waves come crashing down,
I just pray,
That the silence will never be too far,
And at some point
It will pull to a halt
And slice the noise away.
So when I stare up to the paisley blue sky
I can remember no strife, at all,
Just the silence
That traces behind my eyes.

Let's Be Friends by Shannon Hanlon (aged 11)

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I am cool and so are you,
we have a lot in common
that is no lie, that is why
I never want to part
never want to say good-bye.
So let's be friends right here
and now, let's rock this town
someway, somehow.
But I might not see you for a while
but when you think of me
I will know it and smile.
So let's be friends right here, right now
before the sun goes down, so let us
never say farewell.

Not Wanted by Abby Keffeler (aged 13)

You have the hand I want to hold,
You have the voice I want to hear at night,
You have the personality I love,
You have the eyes I love,
You have the body I want to lay with.

You don't want me,
You just pushed me away,
I am not pretty enough for you,
I am not the perfect girl.

I tried to impress you,
but I got other guys instead,
They don't keep me from loving you.

You have all the things I want,
I wish I was the same for you,
But I am not.

I hope you see the girl inside,
I want you, and hope you
Want me, too,
Because, I love you

Emo by Bella Sawyer (aged 11)

Emo is emotional,
Emo is pain
Emo is Pon and Zi
Emo is eyeliner
Emo is depression
Emo is a tormented soul
Emo is heartbroken
Emo is not all cutting
Emo is music
Emo is Love.

The Greatest Loss Of Our Lives by Soumya (aged 10)

You always with love,
Used to give us a kiss.
And now all those
Love-filled hugs and kisses
We all miss.

Grandpa, as you left us
And went to God,
We miss you and we know,
That whether with us
Or with God,
Your love, in us
Will always freely flow.

Grandpa, we miss you,
Our respect for you,
By every moment
It always grew.

Though with love you used to scold,
But now we realize,
All that was
The world's best gold.

You were, are and will be
Topping the list of people who are great.
But now you're gone and we have to accept it,
Because it is written in our fate.

Your going away is the greatest sorrow,
And that's why from God,
A little more time with you
We would like to borrow.

Friend by Abby Keffeler (aged 13)

You mean the world to me,
You care for me so much,
I don't know what I would do,
If I ever lost you,
You mean the world to me.

You have the kind words I long to hear,
You have the open arms I have been searching for,
You have the biggest heart, I can find,
You mean the world to me.

You are one of the few,
I call friend,
It takes a lot for me to say, "Friend,"
And it is to you I say,
You mean the world to me.

You have the smile I love,
You have the eyes that take my breath away,
You have the scent I grew attached to,
You mean the world to me.

I hope you never leave me,
Because you mean the world to me.

Best Friend by Sarah Roth (aged 12)
(For Alexis Danko)

We grew close so very fast
I know our friendship will always last
all the stuff we have been through
we always stood so strong
that must be a symbol we belong
When I needed help I always had you to turn to
I will grow older and so will you
but our friendship stands and remains true
all the happy times and all the tears
you stood by me all those years
I will love you forever and always
even if we have any more bad days.

Dying to Leave by Bella Sawyer (aged 11)

I put on a fake smile,
a fake laugh.
That is really a scream,
an emotional breakdown,
waiting to happen.
I'm tired of trying,
of hurting,
for no reason.
I really hate myself for
being weak,
for letting emotions rule my life.
Sometimes I wish,
I could just
runaway from
everyone,
from
myself.

13 Reasons Why I Love You by Bella Sawyer (aged 11)

Your smile
your heart
your eyes
your soul
your touch
your warmth
your trust
your reassurances
your knowledge
your smell
your look
your crooked poker face
your voice
Our Love.

The Beginning by Brianna Wheatley

I feel like I need you
But it seems like you don't need me.
My heart is turning, my mind is changing
Tell me what this is to be.
The strongest feelings I ever had, I have for you
But what I need to know is if your feelings are true.
Rumors in my ear, don't know where to start
Should I listen to my mind
Or should I listen to my heart?
So many problems and we just began
I don't know how much more of this I can stand.
But there's one thing I have to see
Do you have love or do you love me

Lifeless by Sara (aged 12)

and with the glimmer in his eye
he's gone,
leaving me to mend this broken heart again
without shedding a tear.

it's almost like he doesn't feel.
no emotions whatsoever,
and my life goes gray.

he was the color in a colorless
world. and the last thing I remembered
was kissing him before everything
went gray.

without him I'm lifeless.

A Sweet Dream by Simran Arora (aged 11)

At night I look out of my window,
Twinkling stars and shining moon I see
And then my eyes catch a bright star
Smiling at me simultaneously.
Suddenly that star displays
My granny looking at me
I rub my eyes in wonder
Then I see her kissing me
Tears come out of my eyes
Impatient to talk to her
I shout, 'GRANNY'
Unfortunately I realise
This is just my dream

I Still Love You by Autumn E.

I close my eyes,
And think of you.
I loved you once,
Now we're through.
You kissed my lips,
Then held me tight.
Said you're done,
Now I sleep alone at night.
I miss your hugs,
The look in your eyes.
You were so special to me,
Nothing like any other guy.
At night I still think of you,
And all the things you used to say.
I miss the way you kissed me,
And being in your arms everyday.
With you I fell in love,
The love I have for you will never die.
Even though you really hurt me,
Even though you make me cry.

A Single Tear by Tiara Ann Sawyer (aged 11)

When you're not here I feel sorrow,
When you touch me I feel a sense of relief,
When you smile it brightens my day.
And, when I come back to reality
I know it was just a vivid dream.
I hide under my covers and cry a single tear,
Wishing it was real.

A Tanka by Paige (aged 12)

She cries in the hall
the black in her mascara
running down her face
If she could just fly away
Before anyone sees her

The Crazy Emotion by Anon (aged 11)

Love is a crazy emotion
It can feel awesome or it can hurt
If you're loved you're a happy trooper
If you're not you're a grump
Love is just a crazy emotion!

When and How by Sarah Navarro (aged 13)

You may not love me now
you may not love me ever
but I will always love you
now and forever

The Sins of Mine by Paige (aged 12)

I am sitting at my old, brown, off-centered desk
The two untidy boys to the right look at me
They know
They know of the hundreds of things I've done wrong
Those shall not be forgotten
People have hurt
and cried
and laughed while I beg for mercy from the principal
But those boys feel for me
everyone does here in detention

The Rose by Jade Webb (aged 13)

Over the bridge, beyond the graceful waterfall, there lies a magical place.
A place that I call home.
I live in a cottage, in a meadow.
That is my home.
Within the meadow there lies one and only one rose.
One elegant rose.
That no one can ever know.
Only I and I alone know its terrible secret.
Its terrible secret about the daisies beyond the river.
For this is the reason why there is only one rose.
The poor, poor rose within the meadow that lies by itself all alone.
Even though it deals with the disgusting daisies beside the river, the rose is still to blame.
For it had done something terrible everywhere it grew.

What Happened by Paige (aged 12)

What happened to times
When everything was easy
I'm young and naive
Never a care in the world
Nothing to tear us apart
If you ever see this rose
don't set your face to grim for
it is only him.

A Senryu by Paige (aged 12)

Run, so very far
To a place better than here
Where no one knows you

Her by Paige (aged 12)

She sprints past you as she tosses her hair
She think she is better
You wish you could do something but you are weak
You are you
He cries and he cries and you feel you are going to faint
He has a horrid look on his face
Have you done something wrong for not standing up for him
Or is she really right
She roams the halls so innocently
Wondering why you think she is so bad
She wonders why because she has friends
And that's all that matters
Right?

Mysteries by Lauren (aged 10)

One thing happens and you look for a clue,
One thing happens, but you don't know who
Could have done this one thing wrong, but
Wait hold up,
You see the blood on her best friend's truck,
But you look inside only to find,
A little map of a master mind,
You look to see a plan of despair,
But did you ever stop and think,
Her best friend is standing right there!

Love by Eiman Eltigani (aged 10)

Love can be expressed in many ways;
Even in simple "Hellos" and "Heys;"
A hug or wave with enough love
Can make a smile go beyond and above.
A million words can be spoken,
But love will never be broken.
I want you to know one thing -
That is what all love can bring.

"I'm Going In for the Killer Kiss" by Claudia (aged 12)

Light me your acid match
Throw it in my stove
Pin my clavicle against the wall
Cling to the organ you wove

I want to know what song you're humming
I want to hum along
I thread in my dark, trademark harmonies
It makes the perfect song...
...So strangely perfect there must be a formula,
Algebra! X and Y!
The golden ratio, Pythagoras!
My love intense, my humor wry!

I always knew the melody
It's in my DNA
The sad thing is that you told me that,
The entire class, the other day.

I see you crane your neck,
You flash a smile, you look,
I know it that you _____ me,
(love)
The word isn't in a textbook.

Some knowledge is acquired otherwise.

I knew it. But "No admittance, please",
Jiminy Cricket squeals.

I can't find you anywhere else
But school or in my mind;
Yet if I try to project you,
You're crushing your lips into my neck from behind.

It must add up,
It's quite scientific.
No pun intended,
Yet the punch line's terrific.

The (Science) of love,
Is painfully ironic.

Bite me.

My Boyfriend by Erica Berry (aged 12)

You're the best boyfriend ever
and you give off heat.
You're sweet and you're kind
and you're hard to beat.

I will give my heart to you
just to see you smile.
I will give my love to you
just to see you once awhile.

I wish I could see you everyday,
But things don't seem to go are way.
You live there and I live here
and now and then I shed a little tear.

Actuality by Sophie Lawrence (aged 12)

In this world of stark reality,
What should I take or leave,
What is actuality,
And what is make-believe?

This place is so familiar,
The feelings it brings are not,
How can I carry on like before,
When there is something I forgot?

Who knows what it is I'm missing,
But there's a gap that proves it is,
These tears aren't of sadness,
They're of this thing I can't but miss.

Find the problem,
And solve its source,
We learn to do this often,
But when I'm weak then with what force?

In this world of stark reality,
What should I take or leave,
What is actuality,
And what is make-believe?

Why by Reagan Mullins (aged 10)

Why does he love spring so?
The petals?
The flowers?
His poetry blooms them.
He has a desire for flowers.
I can tell.
Why does he love the shore?
Why does he say the shore is petals?
From a near by apple tree.
Why does he love the blue sky?
And the harsh wind that comes with it?
He talks of birds and grass trees and roses
but...why?

Love your poems, Reagan. Keep up the good work! - RS

Is It True? by Shelby Kaminsky (aged 10)

Is he there?
Maybe.
Is he alive?
Sure, if you want him to be.
Is it true about him?
Probably.
Do you believe in him?
Always.

Why? by Shelby Kaminsky (aged 10)

What am I?
Why am I here?
What's my destiny?
What's the point?
To destroy?
No.
To die?
No.
To live?
Yes!

Truth by Sneha Chatterjee

There's this unbounded and perpetual power I sense,
In this fairy tale world so intense,
It can make you fly in the sky of wisdom,
In the wonderful joy of peace and freedom.

From hearts to hearts it sprawls across,
The true symbol of the holy cross,
Leaves at once if thou commit perjury,
Stays on forever if thyself be trustworthy.

Live for others, not for yourself,
Selfishness will never help,
Understand the power of this divine flying bird,
That's present in each and every God's word.

Dear, be acquainted with what is true,
Because people like this are few,
Promise thy will speak the truth,
Only and only the truth.

Sound by Saiansha Venugopal (aged 11)

I heard a sound that flew by,
And was never heard again,
I remember it still, I ask why.
It was all thought in vain.

Words spoken once, never taken again,
If I knew why, I would gain.
And then I frame it into my actions,
Soothed are my tensions.

When I solved the mystery of sound,
All of it was a miracle,
I was left spellbound.
Solved many an obstacle.

Memories by Carlesha Tate

many people cross our paths as we move from grade to grade
yet there are always just a few whose memories shall never fade
you sit with them at lunch time and together walk to class
their quality of friendship no one can surpass
at the long awaited dances you all end up in tears
creating memories to last through your remaining years
in world history, you have a moment
and you all compare your tales
and give advice and comfort
until happiness prevails

The Small, Small Book by Reagan Mullins (aged 10)

I know of a small, small book
which answers all your problems
you ask it a question
then wait for days
or a matter of months
until the help arrives in small, small print.
It is wise, like an old Chinese man
I've only found recently...
for this book
has just become visible to me.

The Lonely Mill by Saiansha Venugopal (aged 11)

Wings of the mill which touch happiness,
Every time there is a breeze of sadness.
Difficult for me to spin again,
All my efforts are in vain.

I work hard and the winds blow,
My feelings make me feel low.
I feel really woebegone,
My energy to stand things is gone.

Though happiness is not far,
Then the winds show their power;
Happiness blows towards me,
What you sow is what you reap.

I Hate by Paige Hardy

I hate those popular girls who swear they are kind and good hearted.
It's a lie
I hate when they look at you like an abandoned puppy at an animal shelter, like they WANT to adopt you.
That's a lie.

I hate those kids where when they say forever, they never mean it. They say they do, but it's not true.
I hate when they give you that look, like they really would do anything for you. It's a lie.

I hate it when he asks you to dance, then mumbles sorry as she carries him away. It's not true.
I hate it when the next day he acts as if he did nothing wrong. He did.

And what I hate the most is when they all say they didn't know, and if you're smart, you won't listen

An Acrostic Poem by Paige (aged 12)

Giving their heart, even though it will break
Inventing new ways to change their looks, even though no one will notice
Realizing all pre-teen boys are self-centered, even though they would do anything for him
Living by what magazines say, even though they say they have personality
Seeing pain and suffering and passing it by for lip gloss, even though they say their kind hearted

We Aren't Good by Regan Mullins (aged 10)

We listen to our parents sweet song.
their song of how to be good and kind.
Of how to love and respect.
Or how to use manners.
We will always listen.
But it will never mean anything to us.
For we roll their words in mouths
but they're like a grape that won't squish.
No matter how hard we chew.

Memories by Saiansha Venugopal (aged 11)

Sweet memories,
The mind's melodies.
I look back in time,
For no reason or rhyme.

Happy days,
The sun's rays.
Long years,
A heart without fears.

Memories they haunt me,
My past I see.
Picture the paint of many a hue,
Long forgotten days become bright and new.

Soul by Saiansha Venugopal (aged 11)

Peer into a heart and recognize its value,
Peer into a drop of water and see it's for true.
Peer into a spark of fire and watch its desire,
Who are you to prove a soul a liar.

What does sadness mean to a soul,
A tear down the anguish hole.
What is pure and true,
We can't see the true view.

Today saviors aren't of any matter,
Dark souls have made everything shatter.
It depends on which side it will be,
Also, what we can together redeem as "We"

The Charlatan by Claudia (aged 12)

Some part of my mind is or was infected,
because it's a charlatan.

I've certainly written poetry about love before,
but not while truly experiencing the agony
and unprecedented romantic aspects.

A fool to write about something
I hadn't experienced yet, was I?
It's likely. I'm a fool a lot.

I know what to write about.

My day now consists of
whispers, staring, smiling,
smelling, kissing, breathing,
loving, awaiting, singing,
laughing, reading, teething.

It's a very unlikely sort of emotion, that.

The name for it is what?
L-O-V-E?
Love?
Love.
Love...
Lov...
Lo...
L...
...
..
.

The Whisper by Claudia (aged 12)

Sweet venom air exits your mouth
into our silent slice of a synapse
and transfers the information
through my cold ears, into the brain.
"Very nice job in the spelling bee, Claudia..."

So close my personal space is broken,
But my heart is repaired as fast as his face
Travels to mine and smiles darkly.

Sweet venom air exits my mouth
into our silent slice of a synapse
and transfers the information
through your cold ears, into the brain.
"Thank you very much..."
I send him my smile darkly.
Dark smiles are our language.

The word of his name simply stays on my hypothermic lips.
And it never travels through the synapse.
But some people read lips.
Mine are a complicated novel today.
He is intelligent, he reads the entire story in a second.

The first chapter called "I Love You".
The last, "Forever".

---

Crushes by Ryann (age 10)

Crushes are those who
You get jittery around when
You are near them.
Crushes are not a thing but a feeling
A person, a time when you feel you want to…
SCREAM!!!
A loved one
That is what a Crush is

Two White and Red Lies by Paige (aged 12)

One was red
One was white
Those two flowers meant you'd be here all night
So was it a lie?
Or was it a truth?
You made me waste half of my youth
You were my best friend
but you used me like penny
now you're going out with that popular girl, Penny
you were my hero
my knight in shining armor
Why do you leave?
Did I cause you some alarm or
were you never my friend?
You always would tend
to be a little insecure but,
I thought that was you
the real you
but I guess not.
You told two lies, so thanks a lot!

My Mother by Gurleen Kaur Khurana (aged 13)

I love so much my mother,
She's always in my heart.
Even though we argue,
We'll never be apart.

She can tell when I have problems,
She knows when I am down.
She's always there to cheer me up,
and take away my frown.

At times when I get mad at her
It's hard to stay that away.
Only because she makes me laugh
every passing day.

I love my mother with all my heart,
but this she does not know.
Sometimes I want to tell her,
but I am afraid to let it show

You by Sapphire Hughes (aged 10)

Will you be the one who clears the floods for me?
Will you be the one who gets my glasses so I can see?
Will you be the one who clears the crowds?
Will you be the one who hides the blaring sun in the clouds?
Will you be the one who dries my tears?
Will you be the one who pours me beers?
Will you be the one who acts like the class clown?
Will you be the one, who when I do something stupid, frown?

You Belong With Me by Paige (aged 12)

Can you see me stare at you?
I close my eyes and think
what could have been, what should have been and why can't you see me?
Am I invisible without a microscope?
Should I give up? Is there no hope?

They say you're mean, they say you're cruel
but I don't believe them at that school
I think of you, late at night, before I go to sleep
I hope I see you in my dream, so I have a memory to keep

I know your past, I know your present, but what do I hope to see?
You in my future holding hands with me

So if you learn anything I hope that you see
You really do belong with me

Bullying by Philip Cooley

He has no self-confidence
And he will not tell
But instead he raises his defensiveness
Knowing that tomorrow will be hell.

He doesn't want to tell his teacher
Because he knows the consequences
Instead he faces that creature
And raises his defences

Day by day he lives I fear
Not knowing what the future will bring
He knows that his enemy is near
But today is different, now he decides to swing.

He went home knowing that he lost the fight
And he wants to get back.
So he got an idea that wasn't too bright
And he put a gun in his backpack

He goes to school feeling defeated
But he doesn't want to put up with any crap
The bully comes over to beat him
But instead he busts open a cap

This all could have been diverted
But life in jail he will spend.
Because he wasn't assertive
So now this is the end

The Secret by Sapphire Hughes (aged 10)

My tears clean the floor, my head starts to bleed
I'm being slapped in the face, being told I'm a useless weed
If I tell anyone, I'll never see the light of day
Whatever I do is wrong, he beats me whatever I say

He'll stuff clay in my mouth, and masking tape over my lips
Or he'll pull on my ears and pinch the skin on my hips
When my parents go out, he'll pin me to the wall
And when I get pushed down the stairs, and my parents come home, he'll say I had a little fall

The Sensual Lovers! by Brittanie Hillie (aged 10)

Your light touch against my body,
makes me tingle all inside,
to feel you right up against me,
makes me glow with pride.

The passion which flows though our desires,
fills the night with much heat,
the great climax of our fires,
pours our sweat within the sheets

Our hearts beat with a wild fervor,
as we come down from our ultimate high,
when as we look at each other,
everything is said with our sighs!

Dreams by Marysa (aged 13)

Star light,
Star bright.
The stars are there,
Plain in sight.

You're not here,
Am I missing you?
I can't tell,
So I gaze at the moon.

I walk inside,
Blanket on my shoulders.
I shed a small tear,
But it feels like a boulder.

I go to bed,
And whisper to myself
Sweet dreams,
Let them clear your head.

Yes, yes,
Sweet dreams indeed.
But in a way,
A touch of mystery.

This is to insure you
That fantasy is fantasy.
But like your eyes,
Still a touch of mystery.

I miss you so,
Or do I not?
I can't remember,
But it won't stop.

The passion,
The hatred,
The memories,
The tears.

Sweet dreams to you.
But embrace the fear.

The Spark by Samantha McIntyre (aged 10)

I wish there was a spark left just for me,
right there on the window as pretty as can be.
Something that sparkles like gold,
that'll be there till I get old.
Will wishing do much, I hope so
but I really just don't know,
I wish I was something new,
but the truth is I'm just like you.

Meant To Be by Pamela Brown (aged 10)

I feel like we're just meant to be
Me with you, you with me
We fit together so perfectly
Why can't you just turn around and see
That I love you, do you love me?
I still just can't believe
I stick to you just like a flea
Did you ever think that you and me
Are meant to be?

My Heart by Lena (aged 12)

Have you ever felt so unspoken
When your heart feels so broken?
You try to speak but you feel so weak
Sad, despair, confused
Your heart feels abused
And when people stare
Then you get scared
People don't care
They just stare
They don't share
Their own heartbreaks
Her heart
His heart
Their heart
Feels broken
And just so unspoken.

Hello and Goodbye! by Gisselle (aged 12)

Blow a kiss and say hello,
say goodbye and drop a tear,
we know you love us and we
love you too , it's just so hard
for me to say goodbye.

You say hello now, I say goodbye
later. Enjoy yourself when you say
hello and you will regret when you
say goodbye.

Satisfaction by Harley Seiderer (aged 13)

Do you get satisfaction from
Ripping my heart out repeatedly
From turning my world upside down
Seeing me hurt
Hearing me cry
Knowing my pain
Causing the strain
From the mean messages
No warning signs
Thinking thoughts of me unkind
Plotting new ways to hurt me more?
Then go out with her for sure
But I know deep down you like me still
Because you said so in that text
That I'm still your number one girl

Interpretation of "Home" by Imani Walker (aged 13)

You'd think I'd call my home a place like
"Gun Hill Road" or an "apartment"
but I'm different.

If I were to dream of a home
it would be somewhere I could come in and out
as I please.

Somewhere I could gaze at the light-blue sky
on the softest grass
and feel the breeze twistle
through my fingers and eyelashes.

Somewhere people could be themselves,
where people could get along everyday
and have dreams that come true.

Somewhere there are immortal plains
and animals that roam freely.

I would also dream of a home
where violence or politics wouldn't come across
the minds of the young and the old.

This place is a part of my dreams,
I hope…
No, I believe, it will come true.

Falling Apart by Dawn Murphy (aged 13)

I'm holding myself together,
to keep from falling apart.
The days will drag on,
long and hard with a broken heart.

I try so hard not to cry,
but it's too hard to hold it in.
Just please keep my heart,
because its yours, you win.

The words I want to say,
is simply I Love You.
I want to hear it back so bad,
but only if it's true.

I honestly believed in you,
but since then I have grown.
I should have known you'd let me down,
stupid girl, I should have known.

But your words they are like knives,
there's no way I can hide.
They cut my skin, they stab my heart,
and then they peel my pride.

I need to stop holding onto,
thoughts of you, that I miss.
It's too hard when my lips are stained,
with memories of your soft kiss.

I'm begging for another chance,
I'll be anything you want me to be.
I wish I could open your eyes,
then you will see me.

Beneath a Mountain by Denise Santiago (aged 12)

Beneath my skin
There's one person
Who is alone
Shy, sweet, and helpful

Disappointed of what
She has become
Bad, mean, and a hateful person

Hate, hate, hate,
That's all she thinks
Down a mountain
She's trying to make herself up
Slipping down while making herself up
Doing everything she can
To go up the mountain

A storm purring down
No confidence; it is too late
Thinking of all the wrong
Lighting and thunder
She can't do it

Hoping and praying
To get to the top
She made it to the top
Did she make it
Down beneath

Yes, now no longer
Bad, evil, and hateful
She has become the person beneath

There's no longer a storm
It's like a blazing summer
Nothing but a strong bright girl
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
She did it!
She realized she's no longer
A "she" - she's now an "I"
I am a strong person
I am not a bad, mean, and hateful person
I am a strong, sweet, helpful person.

Every Time You Say I Love You by Allisha Martin

My heart melts into one we become one.
The sound of your heart beating makes me complete.
The sound of you saying I LOVE YOU just makes my life worth living.
Every second I think about you makes me so glad
because I do not have to think about the bad
times they all just fade away into the back of my head.
Every time you say I love you I begin to smile.
Forever I wished I could feel loved so much I
can't feel anything else all I can feel is our
love we share together as one.
Your breath on my neck is the
best feeling in the world and all I
think about is your hot breath near my neck.
When you say goodbye its breaks my
big heart into tiny little bits I can't
stand the thought of losing you.
Every time I touched your hand it felt
like I was sleeping on a cloud and all
my worries went away.
Every time I hear your voice it makes me smile.
And you make me laugh and happy and I'm just the
happiest chick in the word to be with a chick
like you I don't know why anyone ever let
you go in the first place I will be yours forever as
long as I'm yours for ever and ever.
With my hand in yours and your hand in
mine I know we will be together
for a long time.
I never thought I would ever feel this way about
a person and I'm excited that I have found love
and most of all it's found me.
Love is hard but what is life without love?

Let Me Out by Allisha Martin

I feel trapped.
I feel scared.
I feel unsafe.
Let me out.
All I want to do it crash and
burn I feel dead an' alive I can't bare the
thought of being hurt this way it kills me inside and out.
When I'm alone and in the
dark I wish there was a light
or an angel to show me a way out from the darkness
then dying.
Sometimes I feel like I'm the problem an' no one wants me here.

Stuck by Harley Seiderer (aged 13)

I know when you look at me
You think about me
but you don't really want to turn away
but you know you have too
otherwise

And when I call you
I know you don't want to hang up
because of them
otherwise

It's strange,
because I don't want to do it either

Because
I Love You

The Love Story by Emily (aged 10)

Love comes in all shapes and sizes
But my love, dear, has certain surprises
My treasured love, my buddy, my friend
I'll love her so much, all the way to the end.
You'd never know, you'd never guess
My love is my dog, I do so confess.
She makes mistakes, but so do I
She always forgives me, she really does try.
I hope that she loves her home and her friend
‘Cause I will love her, all the way to the end.
Our love will last, forever I swear
As nothing can beat the things that we share.
She watches me happily, with those big sparkly eyes
I will love her forever, until our goodbyes.
I hug her neck, she licks my face
We share something special that no one will ever erase.

Lemons by Ian Bishop (aged 12)

When life hands me lemons, or something really sweet like it, it gets in my eyes and I start to cry, don't tell me it's a lie, because that's how it is in my life... I keep it for a while and protect it from harm, but then it bites my arm, it bites my body, it bites my life, now I'm left to live in strife, it happens to me every time, I get that lemon and it turns into a lime, it turns sour and bitter sweet, it hurts me, and takes all my heat, takes my cold, takes my warmth, takes the love I had to give, takes everything that made me live, now I'm left to just be sad, to be sad and cry, while it stings my eyes, while it swells up the tears and makes me live in fear, that this could happen again for the same reason, now I'll be scared, of life, of love, of everything you sent to me, on that pure white dove, that dove that turned into a foul crow, and pecked at me every second of every day while I sat crying feeling betrayed, now I'm left with nothing but the roots that hold this tree, into the ground, the tree that has become, the life of me, I'm the dead tree that has stopped growing out in woods, the one that has no life at all… and is slowing starting to fall… Screw lemons, they just hurt. Next time I see one, your getting the squirt….The squirt that messed up my life, the one that sent me down hill, into a spill, the one I brought on in the beginning but the one who has made you a winning, the one that makes me burn and squirm until I'm going to be nothing but a worm… The one that has transformed me from being firm, to begin to torch in a fire, on your front door porch, while I wait for you to come outside and talk to me, but there is no love left for little ol' me...

Love by Alicia Ung (aged 12)

love is a riddle it's never a statement,
only if you find the clue
sometimes it's impossible to find the key to the answer
sometimes you need just patient luck and love
over time you'll find the perfect one just for you
so don't just go out with someone you don't love or have interest in
wait for the one that will always be on you side
and who will come up to you and whisper in your ear,
"I love you."

One Eye Less by Sarah Tucker (aged 13)

To all you kids both big and small
There was once a girl who is very tall
You might think she's a one eyed freak
But let us all just let her speak
For when she was just a little babe
Cancer took it's reign.

It stole her eye so she would die
But doctors said she shan't
They took away that sighting tool
And to this day some kids are cruel
That girl is me as you can see
And I'm still one eye less.

Shimmer by Sapphiric Vihar (aged 11)

I glow and shimmer,
I glisten and shine.
Light and transparent am I.
With fluorescence on my left I feel as alive can be.
It's not that hard to guess what I am,
But if you really look inside,
You'll find out that I'm only a conscience to be.

It Feels Like I'm In Love by Claudia (aged 12)

... But it's not possible.
He looks post-invigorated - I think it's me.
I love... No, Claudia. Don't use that word.
I enjoy - that's better, I enjoy him
as his neck arches over me.
He flashes a dark smile into me.
I pray I arrive before anyone else. I pray I am the last one there.
My head spins worse than the exorcist.
I notice the beautiful small scar
crossing gently over his prominent veins.
He's not the stereotypical crush-prone man -
Not in the least. He's - shocking .
Swaddled in black fleece hugging his body, he shrugs it off.
A wet, lukewarm current flushes through my face.
I feel dizzy when I see the casual maroon polo,
(It's not the usual)
But he looks like a God in it.
My skin got pale (as if it could any more that it was),
I felt drops of invisible, icy acid seep through
My hollow, frozen chest. I couldn't move.
My heart was drowning in the universe,
Holding him the whole way through.

Together by Sabrina (aged 12)

Together we rise, together we fall
all for one and one for all,
each destiny, set its own way,
moods changing, every day.
We always help, and are always alone
insults cutting, straight to the bone.
But somehow it works, we get along fine
and I truly love this world of mine,
to me it belongs, it is sweet like wine.
The air is sweet and the ground is fine,
the birds always sing and so do I -
now all I have to do is work out how to fly.

Ode to My Grandma, Edith Reeks by Erin Long

Even though you're in a better place
I miss seeing your face
It's sad that life's a race
And goes at such a fast pace

You were perfect
That's why you had a big affect
I wish we could connect
But I have a lot of respect

A disease took you
Look what it put you through
It's good we all knew
Heaven is where you flew too

You're in a better place
I can't wait to see your face
You will never be erased
And can't be replaced

Alarm Clock by Cheyenne Lubben

I'm a Roxy alarm clock
All I hear is tick tick tock.

I also may hear the moans of my owner
Wow! Can she be any louder.

When I go ding ding ding I feel bad
She doesn't wake up, then comes her dad.

When she turns it off I see her bright fingernails
They look like a rainbow
Then she answers her cellphone, saying hello.

If I had a voice
I would say It's your choice.

Calico by Rachel Christine

I once saw a cat that was blue,
It was as skinny as a toothpick,
in fact two.
A blue that reminded me of the ocean,
with white cap waves in motion.
It would knock on wood,
whenever it possibly could,
make-up something it didn't like,
and in a moment the thought would take a hike.

Achieve Your Dreams by Werinka (aged 12)

Some people are gifted, and they use their talent well,
But some poeple throw their gifts down the bottom of a well.
How do they do this? Only they know too well.

But whoever you are and whatever it may be,
Don't be afraid to show it, and present with utmost glee,
For it's not how good you are, it's how good you want to be.

If you want to sail the ocean, get a boat and leave the shore,
If you want to be a writer, get a pen and write some more.
It doesn't matter who you are; it's what you're aiming for.

I won't stop you - go ahead,
Risk your life doing something magical,
Or say 'I can't' and go to bed.

Between the Line by Marinela Reka (aged 12)

I have beautiful ideas
But it's not easy to let them free
Anyway I have the talent for writing poems
So it's not that hard for me.

But sometimes my ideas don't come out
It's like there are bars around my skull
And then the poem I write
Comes out really dull.

My inspiration sometimes comes out magically
With the colours of the rainbow
This is because I am inspired quickly
And my ideas smoothly flow.

They come like falling hailstones
And I try to put them on paper, before they reach the ground
I always look around for something inspiring
And this is how my ideas are found.

I know this may sound easy
Well it is not, not sometimes
The ideas are not always there in front of me
I have to look for them between the lines

Lost by Shabana (aged 11)

Through the streets...
Out of the day into the night...
Looking back...
At what?
Out of the stars and into the moon...
I swear it is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen...
If only I can reach out and touch it...
Even hold it... for just a minute
But just then
The revelation of a lifetime had swept over me.
I was lost...

Lives by Weronika (aged 12)

Some people try to win the lottery,
While some save up their coins to buy a lottery ticket.
Some people wander around shops deciding which skirt to buy,
While some sew together two pieces of cloth and wear them proudly.
Some people download the latest tracks onto their iPod,
While others build drums and appreciate their only source of music with enthusiasm.
Some people go to the library and complain that their book has been taken out,
While some would give anything for a single book to entertain themselves.
Some people are fed up with going to school and doing tests,
While others dream of getting an education.
Some people go home and fall asleep in front of the TV,
While others search for something to keep them warm at night.

So even if you feel like you are being neglected,
That your teachers are being unfair to you at school
Or your parents won't let you go out to the cinema,
Try to remember all those people whose lives have been put in much harder circumstances,
And appreciate your life for what it is,
Because it is much better
Than some lives of others.

I Lost My Heart by Marinela Reka (aged 12)

I lost my heart
I don't seem to know where it is
I can't say anything nice
I can't give a kiss

Is it under my bed?
Is it in my shoe?
I don't know where it is
Do you?

Until I find my heart
I am filled with hate
No one likes me
I don't have a good mate

But I know I will find it
One day somehow
I have to keep on looking for it
From now

What I Saw That I Didn't See by Emily Leduc (aged 12)

I saw us together,
but I knew it wouldn't last
forever.
I wish it didn't have
to end so soon.
You didn't see
how much passion I had
for you.
You didn't see
how much
it hurt me.
What I saw that
you didn't see,
was that
I wanted you to love me.
I guess
friends is what
we'll ever
be.

Love by Tiara Sawyer (age 10)

Love... is it a word or feeling?
Hate...is it a feeling or word?
Could I ask you?
Yes!
Do I know?
Maybe.
Will I ask you?
No! Why, you ask?
Because it's you...not me...not your friends...not your family.
It's you.
All you care about is yourself.
You're a low-life, self-centered jerk...
But that's what makes me love you!

The River by Issie

My life is changing,
People think I am a dump,
They blame me for their horrid deeds,
My water is turning black,
I am dying,
My friends in me
Are dead,
So stop blaming me,
My friends,
For your horrid deeds.
Thank you!

Forever by Savine Allen (aged 10)

Forever you will be my friend.
Forever you were there.
I thank you for your cheer-ups.
We may fight, and we may break up
But I know you will be there forever.
You have my back all the time, and forever I have yours.
You are my friend forever.
When I cry or when I am sad, you are there forever.
I am glad, and I can't thank you enough for being there forever.
Forever we are friends.
Through all types of weather,
Forever, forever...I will be thanking you forever.

Beauty Food by Paige Tarr (aged 11)

What kind of beauty do you wish
To lie upon this dish?
Purple or grey,
Whatever makes your day.

Love Letter by Aaron Doran (aged 12)

I want to give you a letter of love
The world or a white dove.
Whatever you want as long as you know I care
A tear down your face I couldn't bear.
Hand to hand, lip to lip, eye to eye
I never want to wave goodbye

Love letter
Making you feel better
Hugs and kisses
One day you'll be my missus
This started from words out of ink
Now I miss you every time I blink!

It's the end of September
It been exactly two years, yeah I remember
Now I'm down on one knee
'Cos I love you, do you love me?
I can see you as my wife
I'd like that, we could start a new life.

Love letter
Making you feel better
Hugs and kisses
One day you'll be my missus
This started from words out of ink
Now I miss you every time I blink!

I started as your teenage lover
Now you're my child's mother
You don't know how much you mean to me
It's like I'm living my fantasy
Live together, die together
And our love is always forever.

Murder by Aaron Doran (aged 12)

People live people die,
People get shot and people fry,
It kind of brings a tear to your eye!
People die young or old,
But sooner or later their bodies turn cold,
Don't do nothing stupid is what they've been told,
But no, they didn't listen,
Standing over the body as the last tear glistens,
That's murder and death,
When they can't catch their last breath!
BANG! That's the gun,
Next there going to run,
No reason for this they do it for fun!
Or they could get you with a shiv,
How are you meant to live?
So stay with me,
You can't go it can't be,
That machine is just a flat line,
But I'll never forget you your mine!
Now you're gone,
Always remember you were the one,
I will go to were you lay,
Every single day!

A Friend by Tatiana DelCalvo (aged 11)

A friend is a treasure that everyone has
Sometimes they come, sometimes they pass
Your friends will stay if you don't betray or lie

Or leave them behind
Just put this on your mind

A friend is what you need
To succeed in this life

In this world were you can't live you can't breath
Life will be unfair but your friend will be there

To give you hope, and faith
And a path that is right to take

This will lead you to your dreams
That you never thought would come true

That is being friends forever with you.
Sometimes you forget

What your friend has done
You just stab them in the back

And leave them behind
But when it comes to them

And they don't do the same
You just turn your back

And do it again
But one sunny day

You will be alone
Then you will realize

That all you once had is gone

God by Paige Tarr (aged 11)

I dream of all people,
I hope they all know,
That I'll always be here,
Wherever they go,
I'm in the skies,
I'm in the trees,
I'll be in your heart,
Open up and say please.

When I Was Little by Karishma Kaur (aged 13)

When I was little I wanted fortune n fame
When I first got it I thought I'd won the game
Now on all the big screens is my name
Karishma Kaur, life is such a bore, nuffin to look forward to anymore you have it all.
I just want to be a normal person n have a normal life
Walk the streets without all these lights, cameras n peeps it just isn't the same
Paparazzis crowding me are driving me insane
That was the life for me, bread and milk
now I'm dressed in gold and silk

What If by Louise Fontava (aged 11)

When I was asleep last night
some what ifs started to bite
They pranced about all night long
and sung the same what if song!
What if I die tonight?
What if I lose my sight?
What if I fall down a hole?
What if I grow a big huge mole?
What if I fall over and die?
What if I start to cry?
What if my skirt falls down?
What if I start to frown?
What if I grow sooooooooo tall?
What if I forget to clean my pool?
What if I grow a beard?
What if my room was cleared?
What if boys were strange?
What if I run out of spare change?
OH NO what if all the what ifs come true
What if it turned into déjà vu?

Far by Emilio José Cortés Castillo (aged 13)

Life takes me far away
Far away from people I love
People who take care of me
People who wonder who I am.

Now I'm growing up
Now people watch me, want to know
about my being, my thoughts and my future.

However, when I think of them,
my heart gets sad.
Maybe they will miss me.
Maybe they will forget me.

Sometimes,
I wonder if life is always like this,
with so many changes and ups and downs.
I have to move to another school now,
and I will leave lots of good moments behind.
Somebody told,
That's life!

Oh!
Now I realize that
we will be physically far,
but very near in our hearts.
That's it.
That's the solution!

Oh, God!
What a chaos I had in my mind!

What If? by Olivia Matoke (aged 12)

Blowing winds, cries and laughter,
blew in through the half-open window.
Those what ifs again!!!
Threw my ear into my brain,
chanting that annoying song all over again!!!

What if I fail that test?
What if my shoes aren't the best?
What if he doesn't like me?
What if I turn into my pet pea?
What if I get into a fight?
What if I rip my kite?
What if my skirt falls down in my long speeches?
What if my best friend falls into a pool of leeches?
What if all these what ifs come true?
What if I drown in an everlasting pool of deja vu?

Philosophical Daydreaming by Devin Cook (aged 13)

There's a low buzzing sound above our heads
From those fluorescent lights that make us look
Like pale, yellow ghosts from the 1950's.
As I count the many lifeless bugs trapped inside their electric coffin,
I feel a faint humming in my heart
That rattles my ribcage and makes my throat parched.

Death, his cold fingers tugging at my skin.

Not necessarily my end approaching, but just him, his existence, his being.
That all things, people will perish, go somewhere, and I'll never find
out their destination,
Never know until I die myself.
(Or maybe we don't go anywhere at all, and we just cease to be?)

Morbid?
No.
Just scared.

I imagine him coming, walking towards me,
His crooked, gangly gait, his entirely disarming smile.
Black eyes that catch me at the hem of my dress and pull me forward.
And when he walks, though there is no breeze,
His dark curls are rustled by an eastern wind
That brings the scent of rain and cut grass and dirt.

His hand slips into mine.
A marble hand, callused much like my father's.
Olive skin, with his breath sickly saccharine.
Baby's breath.

He's an escort.

I blink, and he is gone.
A bug that had been out of focus
Comes back
And I see that it is twitching ever so slightly.

And I smile.

Shout Out - Part One by Lucy (aged 12)

My eyes are drooping,
Almost weeping,
People are stooping,
To sneer at my face. Mobile 'phones bleeping.
I wish I had one of those.
As I snuggle in my blanket,
Trusty old dog at my toes.
The night is mingling with the sunset.

I have an old tub,
Of origin unknown,
Some teens throw in coppers, on the way to the club.
It's just not enough, but I'm too cold to moan.
I gaze at the stars from my makeshift bed,
And wish and dream that they carry bundles of hope.
I feel a warm tear trickle off my battered old head.
No one wants me, they just laugh as if it's a joke.

The sharp, harsh wind whooshes past my dying face,
I am sinking without a doubt,
At a phenomenal pace.
All I want is love for me and my dog, and if I could, that's what I'd shout out.

A Bullying Poem by Zahra

I'm all alone in this fight, can't you see?
There's 6 of you and 1 of me,
It's just not fair, please walk away.
Please don't beat me up today.

You gang up on me at school today.
I get hit so much that I could run away.
But I am brave, I'll see this through.
My life is hell and it's because of
you.

The next time I get hit, I could be dead.
Or lying hurt in a hospital bed.
But of course, this means nothing to you.
Because it's your life, it's what you do!

"You are ugly!" "You are fat,
and that's all you'll ever be!"
I wish you knew what trouble
you've caused by repeating those words to me.

But my hurt is something you'll never feel
and I hope you never do!
Because my life is empty now
and I've never felt so blue.

I have no friends; you've managed so well,
to turn them all against me.
I can't sleep at night for fear of my dreams;
I just wish that I could be
free.

Some years have passed, nothing's changed at all,
you must hate me real bad?
Is it really that much fun,
making me so sad?

It's getting close to the last day of school,
time to leave this life of hell.
Just too much has happened to me,
some of which I'll never tell.

I can cover up my bruises;
hide the scars and the hurt too.
But I never will be able to forgive you,
for what you've put me through.

As much as I try, even today,
these feelings inside won't go away.
I never should have been treated that way
and if you tried it how I'd have a lot to say.

But you wouldn't do that because you're a coward.
Your friends have gone and you're all out of power.
Now I am older, I've found true friends I can be myself and not pretend.
This brings my poem to a happy end :-)

Friendship by Angela (aged 12)

Our friendship has gone a long way,
It is a wonder that it has never tired.
We knew that forever we would be together,
Never to part.
But as we grow,
We start to realise our differences and we just can't hold.
We got to go our separate ways,
I know it is hard,
That is for sure,
But, all the same, we must part.
You will always remain the treasure in my heart,
My true happiness,
Promise you will remember our friendship and put it next to your heart,
I hope you enjoyed having me,
I did.
Anyway, you will always be my friend.

Best Friends for Life by Jacinta McGirr (aged 12)

I sit here in class,
And look around to my best friend.
She looks back at me
And I know she's thinking the same as me

"We'll be friends forever, No matter what."
That's what we say to each other so the pain will stop.
Me and her, best friends for life,
That's what we thought…

The school year ended we hugged and waved
And said, "I'll call you, things won't change."
She called and we talked, just like before,
Best friends for life is what we thought

We started at our new schools, miles apart.
I called her to hear how her first day was.
She said she made new friends, but I was still her "best friend"
I wanted to believe her, but it was hard

Now I have my new friends, and she has hers,
"Best friends" - I knew it wouldn't last
I haven't seen her in a long time now,
But when I see her next, I won't be surprised if she's not the same.

I Feel Jealous Today by Marinela Reka (aged 12)

I feel jealous today
I don't seem to know why
I feel so terrible inside
I want to make everyone cry

Everyone who crosses my eyes
Seems to make me think that they are better
I hate this jealousy
It makes me look like a hater

If I were a radio,
I would be jealous of a TV
It would get all the attention
People would forgot about me

If I were a car, I would hate the airplane
Which flies around
I would think why do people always drive me?
On the boring old ground

If I were a bush
With the tree I would have problem
Look how nice and gorgeous it is
And how ugly I am

If I was a bus
I would try to make the train upset
Just watch how huge it is
And I look like a tiny rat

If I was triangle
A circle badly I would hate
It looks so lovely
I am a boring shape

If I were a microwave
With the oven I would fight
Why does it stand still?
I always spin that's not right

I feel jealous today
And I think jealousy is bad
So I am really sorry
If anyone gets upset

But I started to be happy now
Because jealousy is going out
Oh yes I feel great inside
So now you will not hear me shout

The Things Worth Living For by Rebecca Doyle (aged 13)

Freshly cut grass on a new summer's day,
Delicate, golden sand on which you can play,
The soft, sweet smell of just-baked bread,
a calm, crisp sky of indigo and red,
a gorgeous glistening marble floor,
Those are the things worth living for.

A cosy crackling fire on a stormy eve,
the refreshingly still air of which we breathe,
a large piece of smooth and creamy chocolate cake,
the silence and serenity of a lake,
the swirls and patterns of an apple's core,
Those are the things worth living for.

Love by Marilotte Ooms

It's a shock of love,
Like one white dove
It strokes upon my shoulder.
Love is getting older,
But it still made me look his way,
And now it's time to say:
That I like you,
And whatever you do,
I'll be beside you.
'cause that's what love is:
A shooting arrow
That will NEVER miss!

It's Sitting in the Larder by Abbie Louise (aged 13)

Its sitting in the larder,
I know mum keeps it there,
I can hear it calling,
As I tiptoe past the chair.

The minutes are unfolding,
I'm savouring the taste,
Just one lick,
Mum wouldn't want to waste.

A delightful creamy juice,
Flowing right through me,
Okay, just one slice,
To have with a cup of tea,

Two sticky hours later,
My stomach feels bad,
Its all gone!
I'm sure to make mum mad!

Next morning mum is angry,
For lunch there is corned beef,
I feel sick, there's crumbs at my lips!
I should have cleaned my teeth!

Magnanimity by Daniyal Ali (aged 13)

Tears dropping from the sky
the surface beneath sparkles
echoes of danger rising in my mind
I look through my bedroom window
shifting the golden curtains to the left -
a storm is about to unfold
I hear thunder sounding like gun shots!
The lightening tearing through thousands of clouds
vicious cries of gales piercing my ears
doors shivering, windows trembling
A dark shadow of fear revolving
Gradually the raindrops are disappearing
something is surely unusual as suddenly
rays of sun crash into my eyes like beams of laser
The sky lightening up , fading the dark patches
revealing the true colours of magnanimity

Sleep by Amanda Holland

I fall to sleep after all these tears,
Even after all these years
Seize from flowing,
The break in my heart continues growing,
My heart is left silent and empty,
It's like a piece of me,
That's disappeared…gone,
Lost forever in the great beyond.

Then along came you and I finally rest,
Peaceful through all my distress,
My nightmares change to dreams,
The aches inside stop their screams,
I can finally breathe softly,
I begin to see… find… me,
Thanks to you I am complete,
Thanks to you… my heart still beats.

Letting Go by Amanda Holland

There is a burden that's been dwelling inside my soul,
And for far too long I know,
It is chopping and cutting me away,
Little pieces that break off bigger each day,
Leaving me with just this,
A broken heart longing for the ones I miss,
My heart is becoming weak,
I have no voice to speak,
My throat grows tight,
Suffocating my right,
I just have to break free,
Only I,
It is up to me,
But why can't I do this?
And filled with bliss,
Why can I not let this go…?
Help me…
I just need to know…

A Poem on Rainbow by Shreya (aged 13)

Goddess rainbow!
Colours to all you show
With all your might you shine,
Replacing all the gloomy rainy mood,
Into a bright new start.

From colours red to indigo you show,
And to the world your pride you show.
With the help of the sunlight,
Wearing the glamour's gown of
Sweetness and warmth,
You shoot the arrow of wealth and happiness from your bow.

You are always there to mend a broken- heart,
But how I wonder! But how?
Never mind, it is a secret you say?
Why, what, when are not the questions to ask you say!

Oh goddess rainbow just hear me once again,
All I want you say to you is
Please, please and please don't say no,
Just let me become like you too!

Human's Evolution by Dean Shiels

I strangely wonder if I am part,
or just an abet of this abnormal world,
or an unavailing bell,
to remind us of man's heart.

The dusty past reaches for light,
but in my doing, falls,
and it's dejected mother calls,
with the alleviation of her sight.

Still, I look for information,
although, I gasp for a new era,
because my life has been queer,
but I yearn for peace in this nation.

The Human's Evolution is a formal warning,
to tell people we have not changed,
our past life needs to be re-arranged,
to trust you'll have a new life in the morning.

Acceptance Into Private School
(Fortune: Good Things are being said about you)
by Cassi Ayes (aged 12)

black rain falls,
late in the night.
she strolls,
having no clue
what is said of her
behind those walls.

she wonders
what they're saying
good or bad,
happy or sad,
and how it will affect
her years to come.

inside the walls
she utterly fears,
the papers have been passed around;
getting nods, smiles, whispers
by the fireside.
they have no clue how much their opinions are feared.

she comes to the door
as she awaits
her final judgment.
as she enters,
they smile at her.
one comes up to her and smiles.

"good things are being
said about you,
my dear. all good things.
you've been worrying
for nothing.
you've been accepted."

Overload by Megan (aged 12)

The heater glows,
redolent images of time long past,
wistful tears of loves lost,
happiness of audio nirvana,
discovered in a fair.

The battle cry of new discovery,
the constant current heater,
the choke load has a hold on you,
what to do?

Sit in darkened room,
soul music, good music
emanating from horns,
300Bs glowing, triode heaven
right here.

Alternatives abound, too much choice,
overload, go cool down,
get iron out, put caps in, sweat through the night,
till new dawn rises, to sit in darkened room

Soul music, good music,
let the world go away.

Starlit Night by Megan (aged 12)

The night is bright,
with a starlit sky,
I sit and think,
as time passes by,
oh starry night,
with a moonlit sky,
take me away,
and tell me why,
give me a reason,
for love's end,
give me a reason,
for why I lost a friend,
I sit and think,
all night long,
about the things,
that all went wrong,
starlit sky,
give me a reason why.

Transconductance Fades by Megan (aged 12)

transconductance fades
like a last rose of summer,
my remains constant

A Note to a Boy by Harley Seiderer (aged 12)

I saw you!
Yes that's right,
I saw you
looking at me,
watching me
as I sat
and listened,
yes, listened to the boring,
so boring teacher talk,
talk about...
who knows!!?

But I saw you!
Wow, I saw your pretty,
yep, pretty blue eyes.

Wow! Look at me again

Only Child by Poemi (aged 11)

The mists of time are raining down upon your doorstep
As this beginning starts to end,
Compelling contradictions are the specialties of madmen,
as they say, the field's what you tend.
A lantern fell into a watery dismissal,
Even the skies above did weep;
But all the people passing by did nothing but deny,
yes as they say, you have to earn your keep.
Sometimes the trees begin to turn different color,
and when they do it's time to go.
And out there in the darkness is your final destination,
Follow through, or blood will start to flow.
Gold leaves will mix with purple canvases of image,
And now it's time for you to leave,
For after all you are an only child in a family of four,
That's how the world will weave.
And now the tears come out to sadly say goodbye,
But what's the use of crying now?
I can't give you permission til the day the only child
Meets with death, and takes his final bow.

Thank You by Eva

Thank you Mom and Dad, for everything you do
I don't know whom I'd have, if I didn't have you.

You're always right there for me
Before, after, and during all the pain and misery.

I know I don't say it as much as I probably should
But I'd stay right next to you and thank you all day if I could.

I know at times things do get rough
But we have to remember to stay tough.

I love you with all my heart my heart and soul
And to love you is my main goal.

I'm sorry if I've hurt you and made you cry
And that's why now I will try.

I'll try to show you better
And I'll start by writing you this letter.

So thank you mom and dad for everything you do
I just wanted to let you know that I love you.

Me by Tayla Brown (aged 13)

Terrific
Angel
Young
Loud
Amazing!

Friendship by Jade Ford (aged 11)

What would life be like without a friend?
My life would just strangely end.
As you are a friendship treasure,
Who's friendship I can't measure,
And I will always be here for you,
Will you be here for me too?

Will we be friends forever?
Or will it change like the weather?
We stay together, through the tears,
And tell each other are deepest fears.
We've been together through the learning,
Through the path of friendships turning,

We've cried 'cause we've been sad,
We've cried 'cause we've been mad,
We've cried cause we've laughed so,
But we carry on the friendship ride,
We've been through it all,
But you still stand tall,
By my side!

You Wonder by Harley Seiderer (aged 12)

Have you ever got a text
from someone you love
saying
Look at the stars, that's how much I love you!

Then you look out of your window...
There are no stars!
You wonder
where the hell they are then
Well, it is the middle of London
but they live just two blocks away
You wonder,
turn off the light and lie down
You can't sleep
but you eventually do
and you wake up and forget
but they send you a text saying
"Wow did you see the stars last night?"

You wonder again

(I really like this poem, Harley! - RS)

Broken Road by Brionda Taylor (aged 12)

So any things have happened on this shattered broken road.
It's like I'm at a four-way stop but don't know which way to go.
I've been taunted and humiliated by enemies and kin.
Now I'm being closed in by the pack as if I sinned.
At an early age I had a thought of committing suicide.
I had the whole attempt planned out but it got put aside.
I made the mistake of telling friends who really cared for me.
They told the teacher while I was gone and she told them both to flee.
My plan was to overdose and make it short and clean.
I planned to do it before word got out and take 10 Vicodin and
SWING...
I'M OUT
Now this tale doesn't stop on my journey to go put in my subway token.
It finishes at the end of life on this road so shattered and broken.

Heartbroken by Tiyisha Ward (10)

I'm finding it hard to sleep tonight
the day has been so tough
I'm finding it hard to breath tonight
some people are so rough.

My head's full of thunder, my hearts full of lightning
and suddenly everything's turned so frightening.
I wish I could have just one or more friends -
Who will be my best friend till the end.

No one knows that I'm there
and no one will ever care.
If they noticed me they'd give me a mop.
I wish I could fall asleep and never wake up.

Revolve by Gretchen Bishop (aged 12)

If the sun never sets
Has the moon died?
If one falls
Does the winner rise?
If not under stress
Is it time to relax?
If pen meets sword
Does one of them crack?
When the sun doesn't fall it means
The moon is hiding
When one falls
The winner should cry
When stress is gone
Means trouble is ahead
Pen isn't mightier then the sword
It just gets it dirty.
It revolves

Safety Blanket by Tori Brown (aged 13)

You are my home
My soul's retreat
When I can't find my words
You are my speech
When I am lost
You know where I have been
And when I wander
You bring me back in
When I am hurt
You know how I feel
With you around
I quickly heal
You are engraved into my heart
So you are here with me
Even when
We are apart
And until the fateful end of us
In you my love
I will always trust

Winds and Birds by Gretchen Bishop (aged 12)

The wind will never cry
As much as I have for you
The half moon will always shine twice as bright
As long as I am with you

When the sky breaks I do not despair
For you are my stars, my castle, my air

I once were broken pieces
Lying scattered on the floor
But your calm heart made me
The way I was
Before

You've never let me fall
I can't say the same for me
But I never will leave you
Because I can't breathe without you not at all

Wants to Be Different by Paige Taylor (aged 12)

A stereotype of a brand
I wanna wear different clothes
I wanna be different
I don't wanna wear navy blue and white tube tops
I wanna be unique
But being in 7 and 10 year old sizes
It's hard to get women's clothes
Haha. I'm so cool.
I wear stereotype brands

While Wind Wooshes My Wishes
by Mollisande W. (aged 13)

While Wind Wooshes My Wishes,
I close my eyes in despair.
There is a soft bird on my shoulder,
but I can't even feel it.
I am Numb.
I breathe in and out.
My breath is Ice Cold.
While Wind Wooshes My Wishes,
I wait for the world to await my words.

Things I Can't Stand About Him by Gretchen Bishop (aged 12)

He always is there when I am
He tells me to calm down
He asks how I am feeling
He walks me off school ground
He doesn't hide anything
He is easy to be around
I can't say I am alright
When he knows that's not true
He says, "I am glad you transferred because otherwise I wouldn't have you."
I need to see him
I can't live without
The one sad thing is I love these things I just said I peeved
Because he is the one thing in my life I need

Dreams by Andrés Esteban Rodríguez Villagra (aged 13)

Dream in this world of feelings
As if it were a game.
I dream
I look for the best
I want to be better than I am.

Dreams are our goals
And what make them impossible
Is our fear to fail.

Dreams are valuable treasures.
And when we have these treasures in front of us,
We are not aware of them
Because we don't believe in treasures.

But, in my dreams
I lose the control of my life
And I am afraid of my destiny.

I know the dreams are blessings
And that blessings must be accepted.
Otherwise they change into curses.

So when our self insists on following
the same things
and all the dreams seem alike
it means that we have to pay attention,
lots of good things are there waiting for us.

A dream is a way!
In which we find stones, even rocks to stop us
But the lesson is not easy
And we have to learn it, to think, to reflect, to decide
to persevere and to overcome.

I'm afraid that
Living life is an Art.
And I want to be the best Artist
No matter how difficult it is!

Marcus Adams by Dominic Andrews

Man, he is a good friend
As he is good at sport
Remember he is funny
Cool hear defiantly cool
Utterly hansom
Sometimes a god at dancing

And he is sporty
Dommmmmm is a friend of his
Addicted to hyperosity
Maybe he is a friend of Will
So it goes.

Dreams by Emilio José Cortés Castillo (aged 13)

Dreams
When the night falls
our eyes rest, we sleep
our dreams arise
all is harmony.

Dreams
The best ones
subtly touch our heart
and hopes and expectations
about so many things,
about our walks in life,
emerge.

Dreams
Colourful and beautiful sunsets
Clear and fresh dawns
All of this is real
In that powerful dream.

Dreams
A presence in the paradise
Giving us a message of brotherhood,
of peace and happiness all around the world.
Let's shake our hands
Let's look at our eyes
Let's sing a song of love.

My Acoustic Poem by Chloe Smith and Christie Ewens

Everybody loves each other
If it takes forever
Girls & boys
However long it takes, we'll stay
Together
.
Through all the easy &
Hard times we'll always have each other
Realising our friendship and
Everything we have got
Eight three will be forever and never get forgot.

Best Friends We Are by Will Harrison and Marcus Adams (both 13)

Best friends
Even though we fight
Sometimes.
Together we still are

From Bristol and we really
Rule.
In the class we are best friends.
Even though we're being spilt up.
Nobody will ruin our friendship.
Down we are splitting up, up we're still friends but it won't work trying to split us up.
SO DON'T EVEN TRY!

Wish Upon a Star by Gretchen Bishop (aged 12)

It was two summers ago
That faithful day
When I met you
Long black hair, a yellow dress
At the time I was unaware that you would become
The friend I trust the best
We became fast friends
That day when I came walking down the street
Then I see someone behind a tree and it was you I meet
You did not stay long
You moved away but we still keep in touch day by day
I couldn't lose you
I hate that you live so far
So if I can I'll wish upon a star
To come back to Lakewood
Stay with me
My friend Stephanie

Evening Glory by Gretchen Bishop (aged 12)

Sandals lying in the sandy beach
The sun preparing to rest
My ankles in the water
My footprints washing away
The others have left for the cabins now
Leaving me to my thoughts
I stare across the lake
What a year it's been
I had met you
And yes it's true
I miss you too much to stand it
Then you slip your hand into mine
And I see your eyes
You can tell I've been thinking
We walk along the beach
Not really talking we didn't need to be
Then I hear someone calling my name
It's my older cousin Lizzie
But as soon as she sees you she blushes and leaves
We laugh and joke about how
she'll make it a bigger deal then it needed to be.
Then when they found us later on we were sitting on the beach
Our hands together, my head on your arm.
Lizzie is leading them making a fuss.
My mom takes a picture I am full of disgust
You whisper you love me
I squeezed your hand in reply
I will never forget
The sunset were I truly loved you the best

Now and Forever by Dara (aged 10)

You were there for me when I cried
You were there for me when I lied
You were there for me when I smiled
You were there for me for a while
You were there for me when I made mistakes
You were there for me when I did everything right
You were there for me then
You are there for me now
You'll be there for me now and forever

So Called Friends by Jasmine (aged 11)

At first people say that they are your friend
but I have learned not to believe everything I hear
It all started at the beginning of the year
I thought we were best friends until drama started happening at school
But I always stayed cool
I didn't want nothing to mess up our friendship
Our friendship was unbreakable
But then my boyfriend came along and was so lovable
She liked him and couldn't get over the fact that he was mine
At first I was fine
She told me herself that she was jealous
But now I am upset
So now I don't know what to do
I want to talk to her but I can't talk to her without making a tear
We used to be that crazy pair
But now I just want her out my hair

Three Things by Paige Taylor (aged 12)

There are three things that make a person
Your heart
Your soul
Your road or path
First comes the heart
Babies are born with hearts
It is a part of the body
It makes you a living being
Then comes your soul
With every heart
There is a soul
The soul is your personality
It gives you the ability to talk
And speak your mind
When we talk about ghosts
Your heart is taken out of you
But your soul is not
Your heart is what makes you living
And if it is taken out,
you are dead
Ghosts are just simply
Souls without a heart
Then comes the road or the path
When you are born
You get a path
It indicates your future
For example...
Palm readers can see your path on your palm
When you die
Heart broken
Path broken
If someone kills a ghost
Then the soul goes too!

You Don't Know Me! by Jenel Hall (aged 12)

You don't know what I know
You have never seen what I have seen
I've had misery and sorrow since I rolled out of the crib
That's more misery and sorrow you'll have in a lifetime
I might not have had it hard but I played it rough
Like I said
You don't know what I know
And you have never seen what I have seen
And most importantly, you don't even know me!

I Do Not Get Along With Myself by Marinela Reka (aged 12)

Sometimes I do not get along with myself
When we fall into problems we fall very deep
Like when my brain wants to go out and play
My body wants to rest and sleep

When I am watching a scary movie
My mind is terrified and wants to be gone
While the eyes are staring at the TV
Because they want to know what is going on

I hate it when my mouth blabs on
Without asking my mind at all
Because I end up saying something bad
And always into trouble I fall

I do not get along with my tummy
For my health it doesn't care
It only wants to eat chocolate and sweets
That is a big problem, I swear

I dislike my ears, yes I do
Because they want loud music for entertainment
And because of this
My mum and I get into an argument

I don't get along with my body parts
Because of them I feel so blue
Is it I, am I going crazy?
Or is it the same problem with you?

What Matters To Me The Most Is… by Lisa Cousins (aged 12)

The ghosts of past friends I've lost who swarm around me when I'm drifting off to sleep: their voices, their faces, their sayings, their scents, everything that I knew about them haunt me again, again and again.
Our walks and wanders to the parks and fields, where we would laugh and joke until the sun went down.
We would say good-bye, but when that fateful day, I had to say good-bye for good.
I heard a bang, a scream, a cry for help but there was nothing I could do.

I'll never forget.

You To Blame! by Jenel Hall (aged 12)

What does "I'm not ready for a relationship" mean?
It plays like the record in a broken dream
It was more like a nightmare to hear you say
"I'm not feeling for you the same way".
I feel my heart crumble as there is emptiness inside
There's nowhere to go, no place to hide
I miss you more with everyday
Why can't you understand the words that I say?
All I wanted was to be with you
Now I'm left with all this pain
And I only have you to blame!

The Only Thing I Can Do is Write This by Marinela Reka (aged 12)

When I look at the people on the street begging
I wish they had a better life and homes too
I give them anything I find in my pocket
There is nothing else I can possibly do

When I think about all the ill people in the world
My heart shrinks and gets small
And I pray for them to get better
There is nothing else I can do at all

I feel really sad and my heart becomes stone
When I see people injured in war or maybe dead
And I can't do anything without getting involved
All I can do is wish for the war to be over instead

When I see the old and poorly all alone inside
I wish I could have the ability to clone
So I can make thousands like myself
And stay with all of them so they won't feel alone

I don't know what is wrong with this world
It has so much injustice and selfishness
I am powerless I cannot change it
The only thing I can do, is write this.

Jammin' to my Own Beat by Amaobi Otiji

my parents wonder why I don't listen to them
they understand we boys are now men

they think I should tell them about my life
when I do I feel like taking to my throat a knife

I feel like they smother me all night and day
if they weren't my parents I'd have nasty things to say

but sadly they are so I must respect them
every time they start talking they clear their throats "ahem"

no one ever said anything about listening...

*Dedicated to my grandpa who passed a year ago

Once Upon a... by Tallis White (aged 12)

Once upon a yesterday there was a girl
Playing with a friend
They'd found some bamboo and using it
As swords and bow, playing a game of fantasy battle
With dragons and unicorns and beautiful birds

Once upon a today the friends don't see each other now
Or at least when they do the other is with a friend
Or talking about his latest girlfriend
He's too old for princesses
Too old for bamboo,
Too old for dragons and unicorns too
She's too young to be his friend now
He can't be seen with someone a younger than him
It hurts her to know it's true

Once upon a future
She grows up too
Both are very happy
Both are very good friends again
Without princesses, bamboo, dragons or unicorns
Just memories.

What Love Is by Valeria Ochoa (aged 11)

Love is what I feel for you,
Love is what I hope you feel for me,
Love is not telling me that you love me,
But actually meaning it.
Love is not giving me a simple hug,
But a hug that makes me feel safe,
Love is trusting me,
Love is making mistakes,
Love is what I want us to have,
Love is what I hope you can give,
Love me is what I want you to do,
Love you is what I always do,
Love is the most beautiful thing in the world,
Love is life,
Love is what I want us to have.

I Still Feel You Here by Tanja Novak (aged 13)

I sit alone on a bench,
I don't now where I am
Or what I am doing, but
I sit alone watching the rainfall
My hair is sticking to my face and
My mascara is running
I still feel your warm lips on mine and
I still feel your cold hand on my back.
The rain drops are falling quicker now
I feel the water running down my face and
He expression on my face shows absolutely nothing
But that doesn't change the fact that
I can still hear your voice in my head and
I can feel our lips on mine

Never Say... by Yaimara Benitez (aged 13)

Never say I love you, if you don't really care
never talk about feelings, if they are not there,
never hold my hand, if you are going to break my heart,
never say you we're going too, if you don't plan to start,
never look into my eyes, if all you do is lie,
never say hi, if you really mean goodbye,
if you mean forever, then say you will try,
never say forever, cause forever makes me cry.

When You Leave by Eleanor Daniels

When you leave,
Take me with you.
I am your life
So take me with you.
Don't miss out,
Trouble may come.
But you will learn,
From your actions.
When the moon is in the sky,
And the sun is down,
You sleep peacefully,
And so do I.
I am your life.
I go where you go.
But when you die,
I leave your body.
Don't worry though.
I will move into another body,
And you be that body.
In a whole other place.
You won't remember your older life.
New beginnings are showing.
You will be in a whole other life.
But with me, your life.

Role Model by MiKayla Wolf

When little kids look up to you they find someone they really like.
It might be her, it might be him, it might be you
You don't know.
When you are a role model little kids want to be just like you.
Don't set a bad example for little kids who look up to you.
So don't wear clothes that aren't suppose to be worn or
talk in the wrong way.
Because you'll never know when a little kid
Might look up to you and say,
"Your my role model, I want to be like you."

I'll Pick You Up by Tanja Novak (aged 13)

I'll pick you up when you fall,
And I'll hold you when you need me.
You'll always have my shoulder to cry upon,
Where ever you are,
I'll ALWAYS be there for you

As long as you are there for me in return.

I Know it's For Real by Tanja Novak (aged 13)

Now you've left me,
And I know it's for real.
I cry myself to sleep at night
Dreading the day ahead
Knowing it will be without you
By my side
Holding my hand,
Easing away the pain in my heart, but
Now you've left me,
And I know it's for real…
So what I do at night
Is cry myself to sleep
Hoping for the day you finally return to me.

Love by Valeria Ochoa (aged 11)

I love your lips,
I loved your kiss,
I love the way you dance,
and the way you treat me.

I love the way your eyes shine,
and the way you laugh.

I love you
and the way you are.
I love you now,
and forever will I.

Trapped by Jordan Ruhmann (aged 13)

trapped in a cage with metal bars
bruised and bullied with lots of scars
hated
traded
for someone else
not doing very well
please oh please
I'm on a trapeze
don't let me fall
for there is no net

Friends or Foes by Alyssa (aged 11)

I keep reading my book,
thinking about what I left
back in New York
A sad, sad thought
Why me?
Why them?
Why then?
We fought and fought
Until I moved here
in this filthy old town
We've talked a little bit
But I don't know
if we're friends again
or still foes.

Emotions by Isobel Jane Fasey (aged 12)

Anger is the fire that burns up inside you;
Sadness is the rain that puts out the fire;
Happiness is the sunshine that puts out the rain;
Despair is the darkness that blocks out the sunshine;
Excitement is the stars that light up the darkness;
Boredom is the clouds that cover the stars;
Hope is the breeze that blows apart the clouds;
Envy is the thunder that destroys the gentleness of the breeze;
Love is the pink sunset that calms down the thunder;
Lust is the red of the sunset which feeds the love;
Loneliness is the cold of the night that spreads over the sunset;
Enthusiasm is the fireworks that fill the silence
With joyful blasts of colour;
Fear is the smoky blackness that creeps around you as they fade;
Serenity is the gentle moonlight dispersing the smoke as the Earth peacefully sleeps.

A Lazy Summer Afternoon by Aidee Campa (aged 12)

On a lazy summer afternoon, we all retreat to the coolness of the porch,
Where mothers talk and us younger folk poke and prod and tease and taunt,
On a summer's afternoon, we all sit, with our toes in the refreshing water of the pool
And then, as if by soul agreement, we all dive, slide and flop in,
Splashing, yelling, and screaming, cavorting like little kids, And then we all scramble out, bit by bit,
We sit and talk, reminiscing about days when we first knew each other,
The sun and us, slowly sink to elderliness, but I fancy that we do it slowly,
Hanging on to the last remnants of a lazy summer afternoon

Love by Alyssa (aged 11)

Have you ever noticed someone there for you all the time?
to get you out of jail when you've
committed a crime
Someone that you've known for the longest time ever
That one person that will call you to make sure you're okay
When you're all the way in Denver?
Someone you may've had a crush on but didn't want to ruin
the perfect friendship
Think of what you feel when you talk to this person
Do you see yourself
on a ship?
Rocking back and forth
towards this person?
Does this person know that you love them more than
they think they know?
Have you ever told your friend that this person is all you ever wanted and they never knew?
Well then my friends
you may be in love.

Panic Attack by Natasha Woods (aged 10)

Ten years old
I'm hearing voices
I'm listening to sounds
I sometimes wonder whether anyone's around,
I turn around and think in my head -
Just stay calm there's nothing to
dread.

Sometimes when I'm thinking of people's words,
I turn around its absurd then, listen closely
to the words. I know now what's been said -
there's nothing to dread.

I'm kind of thinking through the sight it's okay
now I just had a fright. So thank you for
listening to what I've said. I understand now
they're just voices in my head.

My Sky by Megan Rensch (aged 12)

My sky has turned grey.
You contaminated it, you and your family.
"Global warming?" you say
and shake your head, "It's them trying to scare us."
And I thought the same.

My sky is dying.
I hear it cry out in pain, I want to end its suffering.
But that can't be, oh, no.
Look what you've done to the thing that was always meant to be there
Our barrier against immense heats and gases
Now it's a deathbed

My sky is lost
Never to be awakened, to go on dark and deadly.
Never again shall we see a blue sky filled with the puffiest white clouds.
Days missed lying on hills
seeing them crawl across its painted canvas
so pure and untouched
How I wish I could now.

It catches me by surprise and takes a hold on my heart
Intent of causing the worst pain.
But I take to it kindly, as it's something I need,
Without I'm no longer human.
I open my arms and say
"You are welcome here my dear friend, as you always are,
eat away at my soul dear guilt. It's all yours for the taking."

Step out onto the open decks and inhale the sweet, soft, toxic air
I die along side you, the sky.
My sick and dying friend.

Best Friends by Ujjayni Patel (aged 12)

We sometimes act stupidly,
But we make each other laugh,
When you read this poem,
You will find the friendship path.
We will always be best friends,
And we will always stick together,
BEST FRIENDS FOREVER AND EVER!

Negative Emotions by Alexander Young (aged 12)

I am new, nothing to do
I'm all alone, no one's there
And no one seems to really care
I am new, I know no-one

I don't know where to go
I don't know what to do now
It's all new to me because now
I am new, I know no-one

I am new so how can I fit in here
How should I know what to do?
I really wish I wasn't so new
I am new, I know no-one

Nothing! No one, what should I do
Whether it is me or you
You really have to dislike being new
I am new, I know no-one

If you have ever been new
Then you must know, then you must know
How I feel, you must know this though
I am new, I know no-one

How Can I Thank You? by Inês Silva

The word thank you is used everyday,
Sometimes it's said and felt,
Sometimes it's only said.
People say thank you when they feel grateful,
When someone did them a favour,
When they just feel happy,
When they are helped out,
Sometimes they just have to say it,
Others just need to hear it.
Thankyou is a big word, that may be small,
It has many different meanings and different ways,
I, personally, want to tell you thank for everything you've done,
For helping me out when I needed it,
For holding up my tears,
For standing up for me,
For making me the happiest person on earth,
For trusting me like I trusted you,
For believing me even when you were sure it was not true,
For never letting me down,
For protecting me from everyone,
For just being there when I needed you,
For being my best friend,
For loving me for who I was,
For never asking me to change,
For not always tell me that I was right but never tell me I wrong,
For being who you are.
You are enough for me, only having you, as a friend is enough for rest of my whole life,
So I am telling you these words, which come from the brightest place of my life,
My heart,
And is with a huge pleasure that I thank you and call you my best friend.
Thank you.

Write You A Letter by Paige Taylor (aged 12)

Dear Mummy and Daddy,
How are you?
Dear my love,
Soon to find you
Once I am older
Kiss you!
Dear people of the world,
I want to stop polluting
And be green
Dear myself,
Do you think that God could fix my mistakes?
Then again,
You learn stuff from your mistakes?
Dear God,
Do you exist?
Asking so many questions
In such small letters

the friendship by Maria del Mar (aged 11)

the friendship is like a bee
flying over the sea
sometimes you can play
sometimes you can make a game

your friends make you see
that the life is like the bee
you can go up to the top
or only go normal and dance hip hop

with your friends you can bake
a beautiful and delicious cake
you can play
and in the park stay

Never by Maya Gouw (aged 11)

I'll never brush my teeth
And my sword I'll never sheath
I'll never eat seafood
And I'll never have another mood.
I'll never ever be friends with you
And we will never be a pair as two.
I'll never eat your home cooking
And I'll never find a place where loudly I may sing.
And I'll never talk to you again
Unless you invite over Ben!

Alone by Maya Gouw (aged 11)

(This poem is about a man who has gone insane due to the loss of his entire family. He is walking through the park where he sees a beautiful woman who he describes as a star from Aphrodite. When she walks right past him, his heart is broken and he looks into the pond. His insanity makes him believe his reflection in the pond is walking away from him and it finally occurs to him that he is alone.)

Enveloping shadows have
Overcome the miracle of the single strand
Of unfortunate hope.
Falling back into the darkness
Remember the last gaze of the stars of Aphrodite
The reflections in the rippling pond
Show the other side with a continually sad gaze
As it slowly turns its shoulder back.
As it soaks in without a slip of time and chance
To understand the slightest bit,
I know for one thing,
I deal with harsh winds
And prickling thorns
And blazing embers
Only because I am alone.

A Mind With Junk by Paige Taylor (aged 12)

A mind with junk...
Worry, worry
Things you don't need
To hear your mind...
Go on...
And on
And on
And on
About
Things you did
A week before
Stay there
Just piercing your mind
With a voice of your subconscious
??????????
Why?????????
Saying.
Paige, WHY did you do such a terrible thing?
Go AWAY!

One More Chance by Mara Tzizik (aged 12)

You sit there
Do you see me
You look at me
But what do you see?
A bother
Something that
Is in your way
You gave me that one
Chance
To prove
Myself
Get me
Another chance
Please
I'm ready

Where Can I Find Here by Anon (Year 8)

I looked at the sun
And I found it in your shadow through me
Then I stared at the moon
And it asked me, where is she?
I searched underground
And all I found were
Ants marching their way to love and peace
I face the stars
And I wondered what they were
Then I found out they were who took your soul
I looked sadly at the desert
And it was obviously too dry

And that's my life without you
I stared hard at the sea
And it was too far and that's how my love is to you
I tried swimming in it
And I found it too wild
And that's how much my heart was begging for you
I asked my heart
Where are you?
And all it replied was
She is in you

Big and Small by Kirie

I went to the forest
Then I saw a newcomer
You'll never believe
How small the new tree was
Especially when it was next to a huge one
Zoom! The huge tree would stand
I'm jealous of you
The newcomer will say
Because he was as small as an ant
But wait and see
When the chopper comes
And chops you down
Then you're going to be
Jealous of me

Ugly/Beautiful by Saido

She is ugly like an evil witch
I can hear her heart beat
Lying in her bed
Feeling her blood rush
Beating like a bass drum
In her empty room
I can hear her heart beat
No matter what anyone said
Look inside you and be strong
Because a hero lies inside you

When I Lost My Shadow by Ayan

When I lost my shadow
I searched in my pocket
I searched in the sun
I searched in the walls
I searched inside me
I found it outside, beside me

Beauty and Ugliness by Anon (Year 8)

She was beautiful as a flower
She was uglier then a monkey
Her ugliness whispered to my ear
And her shadow ran away

Then her beauty came alive
It whispered to my ear
She was as beautiful as a ladybug

Happy and Sad by Dorsa

I am as happy as the sun
That means I'm having so much fun
And I start to run and run
But when I'm mad
I'm like a lion which is mad and start
Behaving really bad

Friendship for Sale by Anon (Year 8)

We used to be the best
Of friends
There used to be no secrets between us
We always did everything together
Until she found someone else
An evil friend came between us
She has forgotten me
It was if she didn't know me anymore
She left me
And went with her friend
Now I'm by myself I will never find
Someone like her ever again
I'd like to have her back again, but oh well
She's a fake friend
A really fake one
A friend now for sale
Only for 10p

Love by Aida

She loves him like a diamond
He hates her like his enemy Simon
She likes him because he is cool
He hates her because she is a fool
That shows they don't belong
He loves her deep in his heart
Now she loves his best friend Mark
He was too lost for her heart

Falling with Animals by Lia

There is a monkey inside me it is mad
There is a gorilla inside me that is playing gymnastics
There is a cat inside me that is learning
There is an owl inside me that is sleeping
There is a cheetah inside me that is doing homework
There is giraffe inside me that is riding a bike

Rivers and Mountains by Beronea

Mountains in the eyes
Rivers in the ears
All I see is my heart full of tears
Return to me on the mountains and rivers
Return my tears and bring
Back my love

Alone by Rowaida

One cup on the hook
One raincoat on the door
One key in the lock
I don't love you any more
One pillow is not slept on
One phone is not on
Someone's at the door
Guess who its John

Love by Laura

I love you
When you smile
I love you
When you cry
But mostly when you look in to my eyes

The Friendship by Maria del Mar (aged 11)

the friendship is like a bee
flying over the sea
sometimes you can play
sometimes you can make a game

your friends make you see
that life is like the bee
you can go up to the top
or only go normal and dance hip hop

with your friends you can bake
a beautiful and delicious cake
you can play
and in the park stay

A Young Soul Lost by Paige Morris

People say she lost her life,
So young, so young.
People say she lost her soul,
doing the thing she loved most.
Well I say both.
She lost her young soul,
and we lost her.

Sometimes by Fatima Sartaj (aged 12)

Sometimes I feel like an imprisoned bird,
desperate for freedom, with emotions stirred,
Sometimes I feel like a broken, shattered mirror,
trying to put myself together, but I won't I fear,
Sometimes I feel like some sort of a stupid toy,
In being thrown here and there, there's no joy,
Sometimes I wanna know why growing up's so complicated,
and why it's so important to be so mature and educated,
And all the time I wish I were an innocent, little baby,
with no worries or problems, just basic learnings maybe.

Daddy, I Miss You by Paige Morris

Oh, Daddy I miss you,
So much, I cry myself to sleep.
It is hard when you aren't with me.
Sometimes I barely make a peep.
Oh, Daddy how I miss you.
Why did God have to take you so early?
I guess he thought it was time,
but he was just doing me a crime.
Oh, Daddy how I miss you,
I can't wait til' we meet in heaven.
Make sure you have your arms spread out wide,
When I walk through Heaven's Golden Gate.
Daddy, I miss you.

What I Wished For by Lauren (aged 11)

It's not what I wished
It's not what I thought
It's not what I wanted
I wanted a lot
I heard about it
They said the feeling was amazing
I wish I could feel that too
The way he says "I love you"
I get shivers
Down my spine
The way a spider crawls up its vine
To find true love
It's very rare
Hard to find
In this world
It's bitter
Sweet
Love
I want that feeling

A Harsh Way to Find Out by Lucy Gallagher (aged 11)

the gates open wide
and seem to force her away
she screams and shouts into the open night
that's halfway
and yet it pushes
and pushes
tearing at her agonizingly
and the girl's soul cries in anguish
she has no emotions
but fear holds her not to let go
her hands turn cold
it spreads through her body
but still she clings on
still fear holds her
still the gates reject her,
the gates of life.

Sour One by Paige Taylor (aged 12)

Mary, you are a sour one you are
I don't know what to do with you!
Making fun of girls
Like my sister
About how they don't have breasts
Not treating me like all the rest
Because I have Cerebral Palsy
Hanging out with Lexi
Carrying shiny tote bags
From Abercrombie
"Paige, don't want help?"
"Good job Paige!"
"Bye-bye Paige!"
I'm twelve years old!
Not two!
Shut up!
I'm through!
"She's so cute!"
They all say!

Unique by Claudia Taylor (aged 12)

Undiscovered,
Newly picked off
Indigested fun,
Questioning what.
Unknown, a mystery
Early and ripe.

Idiosyncratic.
Solitary.

Gone from the world.
One-of-a-kind.
Only you, only me
Does know unique is good.

Believe by Bethany Churcher (aged 13)

People often say life is a game
You keep playing until you die
You may think it's a bit lame
But you do need to aim high

You pick up the ball
You play the game
But if it hits the wall
You try and try again!

Believe, believe that you can do it all
Keep and keep strong
And keep your head tall
Even if it takes too long
You try and try and do it all

Believe, believe, you have to believe
Even if it's Christmas Eve!
Support your friends
Even if your friendship ends!

Dear Mum, Dear Dad by Katie Monaghan (aged 11)

I know you're mad and your sad,
I also know I've been really bad,
I know I shouldn't do the things I do,
But sometimes it's hard,
Although I will always love you.

I know you don't like it when I'm bad,
And you might not know but I hate it when I make you sad.
I know I deserve not to be talked to,
I know you've heard sorry 100 times.

But the thing is I try and I try but sometimes it's hard,
I get stressed at school and take it out on you,
I don't know why but I just do,
The point of me writing this poem is that,
I promise, I will try even harder to be good and I just want you to know,
That I love you.

Rage by Joanne Dumerand (aged 13)

Thoughts going wild, and body staying still?
That's just too difficult for me to chill.
Thinking about how my life's in danger
and just thinking about bullies at school.
Bullies acting dumb and stupid like a pack of hyenas
and feeling so ugly by what they call me.
Ugly girl, ugly girl, that's all you hear 24/7
but the worst part of all is me believing them.
Thinking I'm ugly and breaking mirrors in the house,
parents going crazy and they need to get out of the house.
Crash and booms is all you hear on my block,
gunfire and breaking windows all is a terrible shock.
Gangs involving my family members,
dying and crying, mourning and blood pouring, is just all crazy.
It's called second thoughts and it makes you have thought after thought
and then gets you depressed.
It's rage, anger just killing you inside
and just ruining your body and your focus in mind.

Never The Less by Paige Taylor (aged 12)

Why?
You're just caught up in your own little
Adult world
But you're so fun
Made the same mistake
With Molly
You can just go and hang out with Fran and Jessica
Trying to get involved
In your
Conversation
Never the less
To be patient
I will write you a letter
Not of love but of friends
If you think we are friends
Never the less

Global WARNING by Karen Tam (aged 13)

The Earth has a flu
Oh no! What should we do?
The clouds cry no more
The birds are not singing
Icebergs went anorexic
So did the rivers, creeks, and little streams
We are all mourning

From Green to Gray
Why? You may ask. What have we done?
Creating this horror movie
Which had become a reality

Blame no one,
As we are all part of the cast
But you can be the hero of the 22nd
By beginning your ripples of Green
And spreading it to the rest
As this is Earth's only cure

What Happened by Lauren (aged 11)

You're all happy, and wellbeing, until it hits you like THAT!
You don't know what to think until you overcome it and cope
This has opened your eyes to the real world around you
Go ahead and explore; no one is stopping you
You learn new things and get over it sometime
But what happened is always going to be with you
No matter what

Being Me by Lama Khatib (aged 12)

I'll always love to be myself
Nobody could change that
It wouldn't matter to me
If I was as big as a whale or as small as a rat!
I don't care what people say
I can choose to be like them or even like you
But I don't want to
Being me is who I want to be!

Let Them Guess by Lucy Gallagher (aged 11)

"Eacritor 179 the last piece is here."
Domin was her name,
by birthright
but it's all gone
supposed to be forgotten
How?
She stared around uncertainly
not knowing if to believe
the facts were there,
all of them,
that this was real
and she tried not to groan aloud,
give any emotion away,
let them guess.
Inside her a deep wound penetrated her heart
it might heal in 100 years, yes
but then it would be time to forget
"do not levee us waiting 179"
She was there already, let them guess
not a single tear fell but a river of them inside her, Domin

A Way to Escape by Lucy Gallagher (age 11)

You look back
Good. They're not there
The river lies ahead
Go there?
I think not!
The intermist is a wide circle
In the shape of a parallelogram
Your eyes scan right past it
It's too predictable.
The foreground lies ahead
It's cold
Icy and yet forests
And one thousand types of mosses
Have ambushed there
you hear the swoosh of them.
You know
It's too late for escape
So you smile
Cunningly and turn,
They surround you,
A wide circle
In the shape of a
Parallelogram
Predictable?
Very slowly in your
Part second
Space of time
You finger your
Charm of destruction
Here it goes…

Darkness by Josie Benson (aged 12)

When the Earth stops spinning
And the people keep on breathing
Will we disperse
Those who strive to be the same inside
Living in eternal darkness
To hide their imperfections
And those who all alright with being different
In eternal light
Or will we stay mixed up
Forever forced to comply with those around us
As we live today

Everyday by Emile C. Power (aged 13)

I thank God for the beauty I call mine,
For everything about her is so fine,
So kind and gentle, Angels don't compare,
Without her charms I would sit in despair.
Her eyes are of Autumn brown leaves,
Swaying softly through the wind and trees,
Her hair is of strands of golden soft fur,
Her skin tone dark as so made of myrrh.
People dream of what they want,
My dreams are all of her,
I love her for everything she is,
And every word I say to her is pure.
She is everything I desire,
As well as everything I require,
Without her life would be dull and grey,
So I thank god for her everyday.

Swim by Katherine

S plashing
W hen the
I ifeguard is
M ean

Ugh by Claudia Taylor (aged 12)

Popular is funny
And every time
I go to touch it
It bites me
And clutches me
In it's slimy jaws
Dripping with
Abercrombie
and blonde ponytails.

Rihanna is great
I love her on my iPod
Until she's yodelled
Out of a big chunky
Sam Entner loving monster
That is.

I hope nobody like that
Sees this.

In Popularland
Everyone
Listens to 96.3 the Rose
And has cell phones.

Oh, that's another thing.
Cell phones.
Can't stand them,
Can't live without them.
They ring a little tune
And somebody hollers out
The words.

"Oh, I have a cell phone
I love pop tarts
I get dates and kisses
and watch R-rated movies.
Oh, popular is awesome,
La, la, la,
I have boobs
And you don't..."

Ha, ha, ha.

I'm smart and you're not,
La, dee-da, da.

I Said to Myself by Charlotte Farmer (aged 10)

What can this be?
This, this thing
Let me start again,
I was sitting by the fireside
When I said to myself
What can this be?
This thing I can see
In the fire flames
It didn't look like a person
Nor like a tree
Is it some reflection?
Is it some persuasion?
No, no, no, no, no!
Well if it's not any of those
What is it?
Well let me tell you
It's the thing your mind hides
It's the thing you love most
It's like food
It's like flowers in spring
Like the breeze in the trees
It's what goes on in your mind
Everybody has it
Everybody knows it
It's the illusion of fire flames!

Death by Lucy Gallagher (aged 11)

The gates open wide
And seem to force her away,
She screams and shouts into the open night
That's halfway
And yet it pushes and pushes
Tearing at her agonizingly
The girl's soul cries in anguish
She has no emotions
But fear holds her not to let go
Her hands turn cold
It spreads through her body
But still she holds on
Still fears got her
Still the gates reject her,
The gates of life.

Dyslexic by April-Rose Macaskill (aged 13)

I'm bunking off school today because I can't be bothered to go in,
Mum said I might as well put my education in the bin!
I'm going into town with my mates instead,
It's just at school everything is a jumble in my head.

Maths is a complete bore; English is worse,
It's complete torture seeing the school nurse.
I want to put my hand up and say I'm confused but I'm too shy,
I feel alone; I'm dyslexic - that's why.

The Storm by Megan Rensch (aged 12)

I once felt their anger
They came as rocks,
Bruising.
Never healing strength.
How the wind laughed at me.
Whipping at my bruises
With its icy rod.
I shouted at them
They're cowards
Won't even face me.
But alas she carried on laughing.
So I repeated.
This time thunder answered
Shouting.
With his rumble of a voice.
Where is lightning?
Surely she wouldn't miss such an occasion.
Ah, there she was brightening the sky
In her flashy get-up.
Showing off as per usual
Thunder's got distracted
Seems he's found himself a problem.
Who really cares?
Not the rain,
Nor the wind
As if lightning would, she's vain
Thunder, you're on your own.
I would wish you luck,
But why would I do that?

Ooh by Claudia Taylor (aged 12)

You make me
Jitter when
I talk to your
Very soul
I try to take
A photo
So I can
Keep it
Forever
But it
Slips away.
When my
Eyes
Meet
Yours
It's like
Opening
A bottle
Of hot sauce.
You
Playing it
Coy,
Calm,
Cool,
and
Nervous.
That old
Schooner
Was no
Love boat...
Till you
Came along.
Cupid sucks
He has no timing
And when I write this
Silly poem to you,
It has no rhyming.
Not very romantic.
But
Heartfelt
And...
soft
Like that kiss
You gave me
In a dream.
Yours-
Or...
Mine?
Critch.

Heart Broken by Joanne Dumerand (aged 13)

Love fills the air then jumped into my heart.
The moment I looked at you my heart didn't dare to fall apart.
Your hazel eyes took my breath away and your hard stone chest made me think about you all day.
The last time I saw you, I wanted to kiss you but then you were taken by my coolest friend.
Even though she knew that I fell in love with you
she didn't dare to break my love for you, yet when I found out you loved her I was finished with you.
Though why does your name pop up in my head whether I'm asleep or awakened?
The answer is I still have deep thoughts about you and how I am heart broken.
So should I still love you or just let it be.
Just because you decide not to be with me.
Just know that I will always think about you, asleep or awaken but I want you see my expression when I was Heart Broken.

Stop and Think by Vanessa Bernatchez (aged 13)

the world would be so much brighter
if people would only see that fighting,
war and nonsense would not create world peace.
the park is full of litter, the oceans green and black
if we could pay attention maybe we could react.
but there's something that I learned from a teacher
not that old, she said, eye for eye - does make war
so stop all your bickering and take a moment
and think why would we make things worst
if we could make things great?!

Hear Me Cry for your Heart
by Joanne Dumerand (aged 13)

Weeping, crying that's all you here from me, I wish I can tell you what was really wrong with me.
I'm crying out for your heart to give me more. More love and support from whom I am in love with.
Show me you love me by kissing me on my forehead, let your smooth and moist lips rub against my smooth skin.
Let us stand outside in the rain together and cherish the moment in the dampness outdoors.
Just hear me cry once and only once, for your heart will hear me and adore me in romantic ways.

The One I Love by Emile C. Power (aged 13)

You are the one person I love,
And I always wanted to tell you,
I could never bring myself to do it,
But what I tell you now is true.
Always since the day I met,
I have loved you so,
Since that day eight years ago,
And I will never let you go.
If anything ever was to happen to you,
I would blame no one but myself,
For not being there when you need me,
But for your return I would pray to god himself.
Everyday I thank for you,
Your the angel I dream of, Beautiful and bright,
So kind and gentle like no one before,
You are a storm of heavenly delight.
Skin so tender, eyes so moist,
The sight of you is a dream come true,
Everything about is completely perfect,
And that is why I love you.

Upside Down by Josie Benson (aged 12)

Why did the world have to turn upside-down when I was at the top?
It seems like the clique has run on ahead and left me behind,
To wallow and drown in my own tears of exclusion,
They don't laugh and make fun of me slowly walking,
But ignore it, which hurts much worse than ridicule,
A third wheel, in a party of 2 is better than a 5th wheel in a party of four,
There are bikes with three wheels, tricycles,
But there is no 5 wheeled vehicle
As I am trying to create,
The hotel turns on the no on their vacancy sign,
As I reach the front door,
Inside the people are laughing not at me on purpose,
But they are really laughing at me,
In my desperate state,
For the night I tale up residence on the street,
With the others excluded in society
And we are our own,
For there are more people excluded from the group than there are in the group,
And we exclude them,
Then remembering our tears,
Allow them to join,
The cycle will continue until both groups have learned their lesson,
And we will let in all others to our group of everyone,
And be as humankind was meant to be.

Clock by Corinne F.

tic toc tic toc
I hear as the hand
turns round the
clock it never stops
time passes, time
flies still ticking and
tocking round the clock
it circles it spins
and still won't stop
I figure time never
stops just keeps going
throughout all time
so make the best of
it and make sure it
does not stop

What is Love? by Lauren (aged 11)

Love is joyful
Love is heart breaking
Love is fun
Love is cookies baking
Love is warm
Love is cold
Love is everything I got told
Love is everlasting
Love is doubtful
Love is dependable
Love is dull
Love is feelings
Love is true
Love is old
Love is new
Love is renewable
Love is non-renewable
Love is right
Love is doable
Love is love.

Too Late for Escape by Lucy Gallagher (aged 11)

you look back
good. They're not there
the river lies ahead
go there?
I think not!
the intermist is a wide circle
in the shape of a parallelogram
yet your eyes scan right past it
it's to predictable.
the foreground,
yeah, it's cold
and icy,
and yet forests
and one million types of mosses
have ambushed there.
you hear the swoosh
of them.
you know it's too late
for escape
so you smile cunningly and turn
and they surround you,
a wide circle
in the shape of a parallelogram
predictable?
very slowly
yet you only have a part second
space of time
you finger your charm of destruction
here it goes....

Who Dares by Claudia Taylor (aged 12)

Who dares
to step inside
my brain?

Please don't bring
gum in here.
It used to be a
healthy walnut,
But the kids
leave their gum on me.
That's why it's hard to think.

But, you've got to be careful,
Especially with me, the brain,
I've got cerebral palsy,
and it really is a pain.

I'm always jumpy and
a little nervous
(system)
It's an inside joke.
For the inside
of the body!
Ha, ha.
Oh dear.

Yoga is really
A pain in the bum
(no offense,
Mr. Gluteus Maximus)
I get tossed around
All the time.
Hhhmphh.

Endless Anguish by Lucy Gallagher (aged 11)

The gates open wide,
And seem to force her away,
She screams and shouts into the open night
That's halfway
And yet it pushes and pushes
Tearing at her agonizingly
The girl's soul cries in anguish
She has no emotions
But fear holds her not to let go
Her hands turn cold
It spreads through her body
But still she holds on
Still fears got her
Still the gates reject her,
The gates of life

Forever Friends by Christina Lai (aged 11)

My Friend Is In My Dream
The Next Day I want Some Ice-Cream.
We Sing Songs and Hold Hands
We Have Funky Wrist Bands.
We Are,
Friends
Friends
Friends
I repeat,
Friends
Friends
Friends
UNTIL THE END!

Life Goes Up and Down by Paige Taylor (aged 11)

Life goes up and down
I smile
Then I frown
Tears of joy
A mix of both
Happy and sad
Up and down
Round and round
A whole other emotion
An ocean of tears
Then smiles all around

Why Can't We be Friends? by Livia Petto (aged 11)

My eyes fear
My lips tremble
My hands shake
And my brain thinks

Me and you
Should be friends
As we were before

That's why I'm
Apologising
If I've ever
hurt your feelings

I'm sad
But I know
You'll think the best

Forgive me
and we'll
be friends
as before

Don't Make That Mistake by Sofia (aged 11)

Still, I'm weeping through the rain
Mournfully crying out in pain
Now no-one seems to know my name
All because of that day.

I was sitting in my class
Waiting anxiously for time to pass
He said he'd meet me after school
So I tried my best to play it cool.

I met him after school
Class lasted just about forever
I knew he'd say it, and I was right
He said so many words, but all he could have said was "We're over."

I stumbled pass the rickety gate
I returned home from school so late
Now I will never win
All because of him.

So don't be foolish
Don't make a mistake like me
Don't try to be smart
You can't handle the love.

A Cry at Dawn by Maya Gouw (aged 10)

From the hour of birth
To the late lifeless hours
I could not see
I could not hear
Nor could I feel
The cries from this gentle core
The pattering crystals
Will seep unwillingly in the ground
My joy… Why could it not awaken?
The truth was held before me
Why couldn't I accept it?
It was the hour of sorrow,
Their cries would be heard
The plutonian pounding of a tragic call…
But… Inhuman as it was,
Infernal, I figured,
Must be me.

Bad Luck by Janely Rodriguez (aged 12)

Am I bad luck?
Or am I untrusted by... I don't know!
Do you know how it feels not to be loved by your own family?
Sometimes I get that feeling unexpectedly
I need something or should I just want to leave?
Sometimes I just want to leave.
I'm under a place I feel scared in.
I know my parents love me,
but it's just that I can't handle all of this time doing by me.
Can I destroy someone's life?
Maybe I've already caused Global Warming...
It's my fault, it always is.
I should get away, fly somewhere
anything to be far away,
Don't make me feel better
I can do it on my own
because I can't be near people
I'm just BAD LUCK!!!!

Lady-Like by Paige Taylor (aged 11)

Crosses her legs
Curtseys
With her dress up in the air
Smiles gracefully
Waves her fan
Pearls around her neck
Gloves on her hands
Like a bride
A glamorous tiara
To top her lady-like look
Off

First Love by Sofia (aged 11)

Yes, I'm in love
But you don't know the feeling
Yes, I'm in love
But you don't know the true meaning.

It was February 14th - Valentine's Day.
There was a disco, as I expected.
Guess what he gave me?
My first kiss.

Just then, I floated into heaven
He gave me just what I wanted
My hopes and dreams have been answered
And he's wanted this for a long time too.

Yes, I'm in love
But you don't get it
Yes, I'm in love
Someday, you will be too.

Beauty by Paige Taylor (aged 11)

So still
So beautiful
I am in awe
This description
Could be about anything
A helpless little baby
In deep sleep
A lady doing yoga
In her child's pose
Head down
Zen
Calm
Balance
Beauty
All things resting
Close your eyes
And fall back
Into a beautiful relaxation

Change by Alec Pan (aged 12)

Some choices are a piece of cake to decide.
Some are more than you can handle.
Some are as simple as buying candy,
Some are as complicated as a war.

Big choices can wreck your life.
Or can repair it. But all it takes is one word.
And the choice is made.

Make your choices WITHOUT regret.
And even if you do want to change your decision,
Changing it will be harder than chasing a plane.

Choices are silent assassins
For when you do not notice bad choices,
They will strike you unexpectedly later on.

A specific choice only appears once in a life time.
So reply to that choice with a wise answer.

Am I In Love by Erica (aged 12)

Rest assured
here it comes open wide
let it hide
deep down inside
in the heart, a perfect place
to fill that big old open space
love has landed and won't take off
I've fallen in love and I think it's here to stay.

That Boy Named Bill by Grace (aged 12)

I used to like this boy named Bill,
And to this day I love him still,
Stay in my heart he always will,
That skater boy named Bill.

He broke my heart one winter's day,
Never thought it would end that way,
together we would always play,
that lonely winter's day.

Yeah, he really hurt me,
I guess he didn't see,
I set my feelings free,
Bill hurt me.

I thought he was the one,
My searching over and done,
We tried and it was fun,
But he was not the one.

Meditation by Ishpreet Sundal (aged 12)

To relieve yourself of envy,
To relieve yourself of wrath,
To free yourself of any burdens that may be blocking your path,
To maintain peace of mind,
To remain true and kind,
To reach the place you most wishfully seek,
To say words that are wise when you speak,
To see things that are clearest clear,
To fight so strongly to get rid of your fear,
To live your life to the fullest extent,
To learn what responsibility actually meant,
To refresh your soul, body and mind,
To see things better as though once blind,
To achieve all of the above without a doubt,
Meditation is the answer, its what its all about.

China Doll by Paige Taylor (aged 11)

I saw this little antique china doll
Delicate
Fragile
So dainty
And pretty
Her face
So detailed
I stared at her
And stared at her
Until my mother yanked me
I held on to that thought still
Of that little china doll

Curly Hair by Paige Taylor (aged 11)

Charlotte, Charlotte
My curly haired friend
Why do you HATE curly hair?
Curly is fun
Curly hair bounces
Everybody loves curly hair
Curly hair is a design for your hair
Curly curls
Of fun and life
Curly hair
Curly hair, hair, hair, hair
Wacky hair
Chocolate brown
I just want to know why you HATE your hair so?
You look so good in that dress with curly
You can twist it
Your reputation is the girl with curly hair
Curly is awesome!
Chocolate brown is awesome
Curly
Awesome
Curly
Awesome
Blonde, short, and straight
That's my hair is!

I Miss You by Shaterra West (aged 13)

You just had to go and hurt me.
I really liked you, but you didn't see.
I had to set my love for you free,
But still I sometimes dream of you and me.
I don't know what it is about you that makes this girl go wild.
Could it be your laugh, your lips, or that supercute smile?
Either way it goes, one thing will stay true.
'Cause I'll always have some kind of feelings for you.
So if you ever read this, I just want you to know,
I will always have love for you,
But I won't let it show.

Kiss Me by Paige Taylor (aged 11)

Kiss me sweet
Kiss me soft
Subtle enough
But to show that you love me
My cheeks turn pink
Smile
Kiss some more
Our kiss
The sun beaming down on where you kissed me

You by Sammie Cucinell

Everything was going as played then you came
I had everything going off the wall
You made my emotions change
The words you say changed my world
I can't remember when last I felt like this
But I think it's the first
Come any closer and I'll go crazy
You make me say thing I thought I would never say
You make my heart bounce
You make my laugh
You make me what to die

From Another's Eyes by Melissa (aged 13)

We shall never see ourselves from the back as do our parents,
and we shall never see our face in their eyes.
But we do see the world in our way,
the way which they cannot.
In this odd manner, the whole world seems as it is ours.
It is not seen by others even in their dreams
which we shall not know.
Everybody on the earth sees the world in their own way.
We can't control, no matter how hard we try,
the way it appears to them.

The Red Black Sea by Megan Rensch (aged 12)

Last night I was walking in a dream
Hiding from the moonlight
I had made an acquaintance with the darkness.
Last night I was walking on a stream
Hiding from the shadows
The darkness had betrayed me
One step closer…two…three
One step closer to red black sea.
Last night I was walking in a crowd
Hiding from the sunshine
The brightness got me down.
Last night I was walking on a cloud
Hiding from the rain
It burned my skin like acid
One step closer…two…three
One step closer to red black sea.
Last night I was walking on a fountain
Hiding from the fog
It stole my throat, made me splutter and choke
Last night I was walking through a mountain
Hiding from the weather
How dare it laugh at me
One step closer…two…three
One step closer to red black sea.
Last night I was flying through the air
Hiding from the snow,
I knew that wasn't there
Last night I was under the sea
Hiding from everything
Even hiding from me
One second closer…two…three
One second closer to the end of me
Now its over, finally
Now its over, over is me.

What's Love by Lauren Hernandez (aged 10)

What's Minnie without Mickey,
What's Tigger without Pooh,
What's Patrick without Spongebob,
What's me without you!

Kiss by Claudia Taylor (aged 11)

Uncomfortable heat swelling inside me
Intimate
Kiss, kiss
Find a way so our bodies fit into each other
So we become one
I want to look
But I can't, I'm scared
I close my eyes
And trust, being calm
And then, it happens.
Some strange feeling
Brews up inside my pulsing chest
It swirls and steams and settles
I want to catch it and let it stay inside me forever
Red roses playing with one another
Flirtatious, coy,
Love,
Kiss.

If You Didn't Have To Love Me, Would You? By Rhia Lyon (aged 13)

If you didn't have to love me, would you?
If you didn't have to feed me, would you?
If you didn't have to clothe me, would you?
and if you didn't have to house me, would you?

Would you ever risk your life to save me?
Would you ever risk your life to comfort me?
Would you ever risk your life to help me?
and would you ever risk your life to love me?

Do you love me?
Would you love me?
Will you love me?
Can you love me?

You see,
I do love you,
I will love you,
I can love you.

If you say you don't love, you'll break my heart.
It will shatter and crumble into a thousand pieces,
lying there, destroyed, destructed, disrupted on the floor.
Sinking into the earth.

You are like glue. You can stick me together and hold me together.
You can mend me and you can fix me.

Will you ever know how much I love you?
and if you didn't have to love me, would you?
Would you tear out your soul to love me?
If you didn't have to love me, would you?

Fraxinella by Josie Benson (aged 11)

The smoke pours into the air
Killing us with each breath we take
Killing the planet with each puff allowed to escape
From the smokestacks of the
Fraxinella
That kills us all
Day by day
Breath by breath
Puff by puff
Some say suicide is committed by a man with a gun
I say it is committed by a man with a machine
It helps us
But it destroys us
The fraxinella

Daddy's Little Girl by Alex (aged 12)

She was at his heels, begging to go along.
Washing his truck with him
And singing a silly song.
Riding on his shoulders
And laughing at his knees.
Her love for him is huge
And very easy to see.
She loves him in everyway.
From her toes to her curls.
She cries her eyes out know.
Because she was daddy's little girl.

A Howl by Ronak (aged 10)

A howl can mean many things, from happiness to sad.
He howls when alone and hurt or over all just mad.

You scold him when he acts this way, tells him that he's bad.
But when you look deep in his eyes, you see that he's just glad.

When you're around, he can't hold back, filled with so much joy.
You finally realize, he's more than just a toy.

Best Dad by Josie Benson (aged 11)

'Tis the house of a frazzled man
The windows dirty as the pots and pans
The rug is stained
The sink not drained
Dregs of coffee in the cup
Bed that has never been made up
On the bookshelves the dust collects
For 02 please elect
Reads the sticker on the wall
And tons of trash is in the hall
The mantle holds on top
A card that reads #1 pop
It's the only thing
That good fortune seems to bring

Slavery by Shenal Perera (aged 10)

Battered and bruised
Taken from their homes
Whipped and starved
Horrified, sad and scared
Teeth examined, nude bodies gaped at
Stuffed in ships
Chained together
Mad and Madder everyday
Sold to unknown people
Scars and scabs
Showing pain
Forced to do stuff
you don't want to,
Shouted at and yelled at for
no reason
Scared and scratched
with no escape.

Our Hearts Beat as One by Rhia (aged 13)

My eyes are glued upon on the new born child
Here she lies with such amazing grace
Who knows if she will keep my gaze in her tiny eyes and
Her squashed up face?
My gaze is her gaze too, as our hearts beat as one,
just one heart's old and one heart's new.

I wonder what her secrets will be?
No doubt she'll have to spill them one day.
She'll open up her mind and out they'll all pour,
Like a golden chariot escaping through a forest of doubt and sorrow.

But some secrets will never be told.
These are her deepest, darkest secrets, sent off to capsize in a storm of emotions.
.
But no secret can burn her heart because that secret would kill us all as our hearts beat as one

My Crush Named Chad by Stephanie (aged 13)

I always liked you

Lied to me and told me you liked me
I felt like the world was falling apart
Kind to you very kind
Either way I always will remember what you did

You still always smile to me in geography and in the halls
Oh I still like you
Usually don't feel this way

Change is not always good, especially this BIG change, me and you
Had good times together
And will never forget you
Demand you to say sorry

Sadness by Orit Addous (aged 12)

As I look out my window,
Staring at the rain
I think of her once
Then I think of her again.

As I hug my pillow,
Hug it through the night
I dream of her talking to me
It urges the tears I fight.

As I eat my dinner
I notice it's not the same
Not the same as she fed me
I force down my food again.

Since she's gone
I don't know what to do
Sadness has taken over me
Like a blanket coloured in blue.

My Dad by Katie Stewart (aged 13)

I feel like you're still here,
Watching over me but I feel lost like a stray,
You're in my thoughts and dreams,
I think I see you sometimes,
But when I blink you're gone,
While the accident you left me,
Crying alone, without your shoulder,
but you're not here anymore,
My life has changed, I have nightmares
thinking about what happened,
You're my dad and I won't forget that.

Something's Stopping Me by Joanna Lannon (aged 13)

Sitting next to you on the bus,
I see someone I used to love,
Someone I still love.

We used to be together,
But now we are just friends
I ask myself everyday...

Do I want to be just friends?
No, I love you,
But something's stopping me.

I don't know what it is,
I don't know how to fight it,
And I know you love me too.

We act all chummy,
But we know are feelings are stronger,
Your like my best friend, but...

Do I want to be just friends?
No, I love you,
But something's stopping me.

My Amazing Love by Stephanie (aged 13)

Ran my heart in circles
Yes you picked me
And you know I like you
Never will stop, my heart that is

&

Super cool match
The best couple ever
Even if you do something I'll forgive you again
Please say yes
Have always liked you RYAN

Show Me by Rhia (aged 13)

Show me the toothless smile,
Show me the helpless lies and
Show me the truthless trial.
Show me the dying brain,
Show me the scorching fire,
Show me the crying pain and
Show me the towering Spire.
Show me the broken life.

Why? by Orit Addous (aged 13)

Why, if you saw a teenager,
Would you always relate her to Goths?

Why, if you saw a butterfly,
Would you always relate it to moths?

Why, if you saw a ship,
Would you always assume it's a She?

Why, if you saw a doctor,
Would you always assume it's a He?

Why, if you saw the homeless,
Would you always think it's their fault?

Why, if you saw a slug,
Would you always think to revolt?

Why, if you saw a teacher
Would you always believe they were right?

Why, if you saw a spider
Would you always think they're a fright?

If I Could by Karen (aged 13)

If I could write you a poem
I would,
but I'm no poet
If I could sing you a song
I would,
but you know I can't sing
If I could bring you all your dreams
and raise you to the stars
I would,
but you're heavy and your dreams are much too far.

If I could be your friend
I would.

I am

Best Friends by Biola Oladeji (aged 11)

You know I am shy, but yet you still tease
You know this makes me cry, but yet you still laugh
You snarl at me as if I eat hay.
Why are you so horrible in the nicest way?

Then comes a day in the fine weather, May,
You say Hello, in the nicest way
I think it's a joke
I know I'm right
Then we becomes best friends, despite.

Weeping Willow by Emily Scott (aged 12)

Weeping Willow
Weeping Willow, why do you cry?
Is it these feelings that rush by and by?
Or is it the thought he's not here right now?
Don't cry, please don't frown

Weeping Willow, why do you mope?
Is it because you're fresh out of hope?
A reason to not spring out of bed,
Because you know what's up ahead.

Weeping Willow, why do you scream?
Perhaps you know this isn't a dream?
Maybe you think your life has become tart?
Don't worry; he's still here, in your heart.

L O V E by Aliza (aged 13)

Pink,
Yellow,
Orange,
Blue,
Hearts and kisses,
Love U 2s,
Skipping beats of love and joy,
Forever hold this greater joy of love, it's in the air
Dreams of tender love and care.

Grief by Emily Scott (aged 12)

Grief is sickening.
If under the influence of grief,
Seek help immediately.
Do not let grief go unseen.
Side affects may include:
Sadness, anger, urges to live in darkness,
depression and anxiety.
Avoid all hazards sights with grief in them.
Grief is not permitted for children under the age of 7.
Regular venting periods are advised as you come upon difficult stages in your life.
Overuses of grief may cause heart damage, thoughts suicide or death.
Do not keep grief bottled up inside you.

Simply Why by Mandie (aged 13)

Why do I have to cry to find comfort?
I feel like I'm alone.
Am I the only one who feels this way?
Am I really alone?
Or are there millions of others in the world who feel the same?
Nobody should think they have to cry to find comfort.
Then why do I feel that way?
I cry because I found out you can't tell anybody anything.
Because either they laugh or tell everyone else.
I thought crying was something you did because you were sad.
Not something you did because it made you think that it would make everything better.
And because it made you happy.
Then why do I feel this way?
Why do I feel alone?
Why do I feel like I'm the only one?
Why do I feel I need to cry to find comfort in this world?
Am I really alone?
Am I really the only one?
Somebody please help me figure this out.

Child by Aliza (aged 13)

I am beaten
I am worn
I am tired
I am torn

I am a child like everyone else
I am not different
I am just a kid
that is sick of the world
I don't care what they say anymore

I am a child
And so were you
don't deny it
Just say it too

How did they treat you
Like a rag
Like a bag
Or like a prince with a crown

Being a child has nothing to do with
Your strengths or weakness

Just because you're older then me
Prettier then me
Cuter then me
Cleaner then me
Richer then me
Meaner then me
Does not give you the right to torment me

And I love
And hate
But I don't relate
To those that hate me so

I love you
But I have to let you go
'Bye forever

Ode to my Sister by Mara Tzizik (aged 12)

Anna you have screamed
at me
yelled at me
until your voice
goes dull

but then there are the
good times -
laughing,
playing
and singing
all night long together

I always thought
the year you
go away would be the
best of them
all

I think I'm
wrong

Jealousy by Alexis Stampley (aged 13)

Jealousy is not recommended for people under the age of 13.
Jealousy may be contagious inside and enclosed area.
Do NOT remain if jealousy is found in the area.
Avoid at all costs.
See your doctor to find out if you are at risk of jealousy in the future.
Side effects may occur.

Does love make you want to fly?