Updated
12th May
A
Place of Hope by Adrienne Miller
The
tears roll down my face
As I sit here on the beach
I remember the times
we spent here
Together, Now I'm lonely and alone
There's no one here with
me
I wiggle my toes beneath the sand
The cool breeze dries my face
I run my thumb across my wrist,
five parallel scars mar my skin
Your old
army knife in my hand
I flick it open, then closed,
I won't use it to
harm myself
That's why you gave it to me
So I could never hurt myself
And the love of your life.
We grew up together
And now you're gone, far
away
Somewhere I can't get
Tears shine in my eyes
I look up into
the dark, cloudy sky
A small, sad smile graces my face
I know you're
okay, and soon I will be too
Happiness
by Grace S.
As a ray of light, shattering the
night,
Like a glorious sound, bringing joy and peace
To all who hear,
happiness spreads light,
Reaching others with contagious increase
Of delight,
illuminating one's heart
With bliss and contentment. Glistening eyes
and
smiles illustrate many fine arts.
Perfect reflection, like clear bright blue
skies
Of one's soul. Happiness: the breath of life
A gift from God above,
given to me.
This offering freely given ends strife
With blessings no
one can foresee.
But true happiness, worth much more than gold,
For Jesus,
His love He did not withhold.
Yet Another Day In School by Nikhat Hetavkar
In
the morning, get up early,
get ready & go to school in hurry.
The
school bell rings loudly in my ear,
warning that six hours of boredom are
near.
The school
starts with a dose of physics.
Just awake due to my friends alarming kicks.
Newton, Rutherford bouncing over my head;
So bored & sleepy that I wish
I were dead.
The
hour bell ringing gives some satisfaction,
in a few moments, the class creates
a complete commotion.
We check our timetable to see,
the next hour of
torture is of which category.
As
the teacher floods us with problems & sums
the memory of childhood to
my mind comes,
when maths meant 1 + 2 makes 3
and English was as simple
as ABC.
Hindi,
Sanskrit and even Marathi,
why are so many languages necessary?
Sitting
through Social studies thinking, "Oh crap,
When the hell are we going
to need so many maps?"
I
have drifted off into my own world
I suddenly notice the stern looks
the teacher in my direction has hurled
red faced, I quickly glance back into
my book.
From
punishment the bell saves me,
In excitement the class creates a complete frenzy,
Grinning I dump my books in the bag & rush
out of class ending yet another
day in school.
Loco
Motion by Richard Leach
Oh,
centipede, oh centipede,
Why've you so many legs?
Is it so necessary
To race round the flowerbed?
Oh,
millipede, you must concede
You do look quite amusing,
And tying all your
shoelaces
Must really get confusing.
Oh,
worm, in turn, you have to churn
In sweat and toil and bendage.
Writhing
about under the sprouts
In dirt, not one appendage
Oh,
Mr Snail, a small detail
Perhaps you could address
Is why have you one
big, slow foot
Which leaves an awful mess?
If
you're one of these small beasts
Sorry, and beg your pardon.
Oh, wait
a minute... you can't read,
Get back out in that garden!
(I
like this one. I changed the lines round in verse three so as not to end with,
what I think, is a made-up word.)
A
Fly and I by Richard Leach
A
fly and I flew to the sky
One sunny April morning
When from a cloud a
piece of pie
Appeared without a warning.
The
fly declared, "Oh me, Oh my,
Behold this holy vision."
And buzzed
and rubbed his compound eyes -
Marvels of cell division.
"Is
this some trickery of light?"
The fly asked with disquiet
"Or
is it a true miracle
For those not on a diet?"
I
smiled and waved at passengers
On a passing 747
Then told my friend, "It's
not pretend,
You've found your slice of heaven."
Updated
30th March 2011
Three
Summer Haiku by Claudia Taylor
june is a habit
for mosquitoes, the only
summer love i've had
july's
coming in
clean towels and pool parties
beach stretching to stars
august
simmers, sun
is losing intensity
day fading in blue
My
Robot by Richard Leach
Today
I made a robot
And Schubert is his name
He's made from old tins of baked
beans
And has a pickle for a brain.
He
has two balls of gum for eyes
And marshmallows for his ears
This morning
he had a chocolate mouth
But, er, now that's only smears.
I
took the wheels off two toy cars
And glued them to his feet
So I can push
him up the path
And wheel him down the street.
I've
made a coat from shopping bags
To protect him from the rain
And on his
head a carton sits
From yesterday's chow mein.
I
love my Schubert though I'll admit
He's really not much use
And compared
to, say, C-3PO
He's pitifully obtuse.
My
Good-Morning Poem by Sneha Chatterjee
Grow
your roses without thorns
On the sky, on the marine.
Destroy your walls.
Impelling rains from your eyes
Silently move into the clouds.
Races won't last long
Immerse into the ocean of poetry
Go search for your
answers
Heart knows all languages
Thirsts will die.
Hold your
hope tight
Emanating beams of your spirit
Rush into the heavens
East
spirits are waiting; keep moving.
Updated
March 14th
Fibonacci
Poem by Claudia Taylor
i
was
not impressed
when i opened
your jacket to find that
your
spine did not have numbers on it.
but i kept my mouth shut like pi digits
on a tiny calculator.
River
Long by Cameo H.
It's long and wide,
The
river has a sparkling tide,
Like bright earrings on a fair lady.
It flows
for a while quietly,
Then rages forward with full force.
Where
does this river go?
Does anybody know?
Could it flow forever?
The
river may go to the edge of time.
This river runs to the ends of the earth.
Or does it stop at a peaceful pond?
Somewhere down the dirt road.
Competition
by Claudia Taylor
winning
is brightness
bursting, like a huge flower.
why must i share it?
but
featherstone, ten
hundred thousand million
faces love just me.
This
Time by Claudia Taylor
This
time last week,
I was dreaming about spring,
and humblerumblebumble
bees and the invisible trails
they made in the air,
like road surface
markings.
Ode
to Zombies by Rory
Staggering, stumbling through the
city
Jerking, lurching down the street
Resolutely shuffling toward their
prey
Death and devastation are left in their wake
Humanity cannot
escape
The desolation they deliver
As they shamble closer, deliberate
In all their rotting glory
As their clawed hands reach to their throats
Our last emotions will be terror and despair
Our final smell the stench of
decomposition
Our terminal sight a view of gory fangs
We won't evade
these magnificent monsters
Their numbers are immense, their hunger insatiable
So Beware - our walking death approaches rapidly
Wondrous and appalling, they
are my beloved ZOMBIES!
Updated
18th February 2011
Phonics
by Claudia Taylor
You
spelled my name wrong.
And left out two letters.
Even
after you'd been
burbling it for months.
Practicing
diphthongs.
Secretly
whispering
it. Into
your pillow. At night.
The
Flee-Bitten Gray by Cameo H.
That old flee-bitten gray,
Quietly chews his hay every day.
Nobody
has ever heard him neigh,
As he pulls the cart through town,
None see
that twinkle in the horse's deep brown eye.
But one little blonde caught
the shine,
So she thought she'd give him a try,
That pearly afternoon,
And she unhooked his harness and grinned,
Off they went down the cobblestone
bright,
The reins the girl held weren't tight,
The gray felt youth once
more,
As the little girl's curls bounced sure.
Updated
4th Feb 2011
Life
by Richard Leach
Life
is like a peach, I mused,
On one fine summer's day;
You ripen and sweeten,
Then slowly get eaten
And what's left gets thrown away.
My
Dad by Shauna-Lee Mitchell
The
time that we had
It was all worth while
Sometimes it was bad
But
you would always smile
You
taught me how to colour
All though you're a lad
The day was never duller
Because you're my dad.
Win Me Over! by Ayesha Hetavkar
In
the school hallway he says Hi,
I just smile to myself and walk by.
In
the classroom I can clearly see
that he is sneaking glances at me.
When
he calls out my name,
I try hard and his voice I ignore,
because I'm afraid
to admit
that he has touched my heart to the core.
I
am not trying to ignore him,
I just want him to realize ;
That getting
me ain't that easy,
That he's gonna have to try hard.
You
may call it my attitude
you may think I am selfish or rude.
or think I
just love the attention
but getting him is my sole intention.
I
just want to make sure that he cares for me
that he will do anything for me
So next time when he meets me
He must try really hard to impress me.
Because
if he really loves me,
he's gonna make those efforts ;
and if he really
wants me,
He going to win me over.
Updated
January 19th 2011
aaarrrrr?
by Claudia Taylor
quiet,
i rested my cheek on the
deck, searing, my body curved
as a palm tree.
kissed - by the sun - was enough -
our
fingernails were filled with tar,
and salt. and sometimes
when idle, we'd
toss rinds, peels,
cores into the sea and set
off.
we
were
young,
then.
perfection blazed like a halo,
and then we begged,
"let's stop for ice cream."
we never once wore eye patches,
and no one lost a limb.
Back Home by Sneha Chatterjee
Why's the seat next to me
Always empty?
Why do I even care?
Why's
my life so,
So different,
When I'm
No different.
Or am I?
Is there really
A place called home?
Or am I nameless
Like the water
drops?
Dear sky,
Do you know where I belong?
Its blue cold everywhere
Devoid of warmth.
Infinite questions
Born without answers.
My soul
tired of searching
Bursting out
Twilight dwells
Wherever my eyes travel.
And now,
I'm caught
In the web of
Poetry.
My thirst dies
My mind
Ready to explore
The unfamiliar
My conscience
Heals my
emotions
End of my journey
And I'm back
To me,
Myself and I.
Life, a Journey by Nikhat Hetavkar
Climbing the mountain of my dreams,
in a life long journey,
the long difficult path that lays ahead,
my eyes have not failed to see.
The
deep holes, hard stones and
prickly thorns have grazed my body .
But
the bright sunny rays of destiny
are what mean most to me!
I
know the harsh cold winters
of defeat will be very long.
But the sunny
victorious summer
will encourage & make me strong.
Though
our paths would be different,
friends will meet me at crossroads.
Though
after few moments away we went,
the few minutes have lifted a dozen loads.
Though
not blind ,guidance I still need,
family steps in to help me choose.
Though
suggestions pour in,
I m still free & let loose.
I
don't know how long the journey will be
what in future awaits me.
I don't
know what really is my destiny
All I know is that I'll enjoy the journey.
To
My Hair Dryer by Claudia Taylor
1.
2 thin metal fingers
shove themselves
into a drumhead.
2.
your snout
touches my ear,
ceremoniously wheezing.
3.
i've decided you
can take it
easy first.
4.
flip.
5. blow.
suspended,
gold hisses and
clumps together
like a thousand tangled
wires in one fuse.
6.
my hair is dry now;
you're done.
Shark
Egg by Claudia Taylor
mermaid's
purse, fun bag, vessel,
spindly, four flagella, dull.
dry, crustacean,
nautilus.
unopenable:
crunchy, welded.
mutation; beetle; sack.
stone, animal, fetus,
seafarer,
lingerer, brave.
dormant, unshifting, unwilling,
cracking? hatching? no:
signature,
litter, artifact.
collection, souvenir, knick-knack.
ocean. sea. baby.
Updated
5th January 2010
Crushed
by Ayesha Hetavkar
The
way he walks is very cool,
he is the most popular guy in school.
He is
the reason I drag myself to school,
over my heart I can juz say that he rules.
His face is smooth
and clean shaven
I love his cute and simple style.
Like a bright light
from heaven
I can feel the warmth of his smile.
For
hours and hours I can sit,
gazing into his deep black eyes.
they seem
so enchanting and lit,
like in them the whole world lies.
I
love the sweet confused look,
on his amazingly cute face,
as he dreamily
gazes into his book,
as if in a deep sleepy daze.
Of
making one feel charmed and special,
he has a special way,
as he attentively
hangs onto
every word you say.
But he is already hooked
with
a girl he really loves.
They seem to be together
like a pair of white
doves.
However
may I desire him,
I just want him to be happy.
Though chances of moving
on are slim,
I wish to start a new fulfilling journey…
This
poem is the confession
of my deep and secret feelings.
I have decided
to get off my dream cushion,
This is the end to the poem and my crushing.
Alchemy
by Claudia Taylor
Pulling
on the corners of the sky,
unholy
lights shone closely, Cyclops eyes in a sardine tin.
We
turned and played with our hands as the moon
bloated, turned green, like a
pickle
in the silken black bliss of the night time.
Witches
that we were, laughter pounded on our ankles.
I
rested my hot head on the concrete as the bus
regurgitated a few others who
sped away in their
sun-shiny Volkswagen, appalled by our madness.
Dummy
by Claudia Taylor
he
called me emily, i
liked it. very much.
now
i stay in snow visions and snow
days and snow months of mountains of snow
(that picks up the melody and
throws
it
at my
head)
now
i crawl where i am
supposed to crawl (in crawlspaces)
and kiss
merely
my own paper cut.
is
that how they do it?
what
do i miss?
him. no, it. his body.
no, a body. just one to
hold like
a
crash test dummy
while you lie in wait
for the next man,
you
are a lost tourist
waiting for the bus.
I'm
enjoying your new, experimental style, Claudia. It's great to experiment and will
help your own style gradually evolve.
how
far? by claudia taylor
i'm
emily. i'm alice. i'm…
shut up.
i'm sandradee,
sandralee,
model of divinity,
crush-avoidance-ability.
(it's a new term.
a [made-up]
doctor in
oklahoma! or
c-c-california
coined it last year.)
in
restaurants, people stare
cause my sister's in a wheelchair
they say "we
do it cause we care"
but i know they lie
Let
Set by Claudia Taylor
So
sweet, I remember drinking this water
Twice. Between my teeth I felt the burrs
of
Summer fruit sink in; every eyelash working
In its little effort to
push the seed away
From my gums.
You
fed me cantaloupe like a fairy.
After I've unloaded (from the day at the
Beach) my camera, salt-stained,
Mum cools our dream of sunstroke and
Backstroke
with turkey.
In
bed, I open the windows onto
The sky like a thick tongue, licking,
Inspecting
for anything less than
Glorious. In my cotton, my jersey
And frills and
thrills, I'm complete.
ortho
by claudia taylor
okay.
ok.
come, come.
do you like it when i spell it
that way? i know you
do.
you said so.
wrinkles,
pimples. badges
of human experience.
(by now my face should be
unfolded
origami.)
i keep
the man young.
i keep his eyes
alive, taut, smooth as
glass from a
blue
bottle of rum.
(veins run from
the edges of the smoke.)
i
don't mind their
ancient gloss.
Happy
New Year 2011 Last
in the Barn Door Bloomed by Claudia Taylor
Last in
the barn door bloomed
were lilacs. They came shooting up in audacious pink
colors
like the eyelid of a pale baby.
I liked stepping out of that shed
- that barn,
onto the grass that made me feel real and fresh and
flowery.
I wished I had a dress to twirl in barefoot
through the buttercups. It was
perfect for
Walt Whitman or a thin and glistening novel.
I was quite sure
of my blonde hair and my green eyes
and the crisp tan on the outside of my
calves.
I did not feel the cottony fever of summer nor the
anticipating
hum of spring, just sunshine and flying
and the easy hunger of the moment.
Poetics by Richard Leach
Ornithologists
measure
Wing beats per second as they flutter
And all the while the poet
picks
Some words out from the clutter.
To
win the race, you must keep pace
The theorists all mutter
And all the
while the poet clicks
The poem camera's shutter.
The
harness breaks and in his grave
Old Aristotle kicks
But all the while
we know it's just
The way the poet ticks.
how
could the by claudia taylor
and
a blue true dream of sky;and for everything
which is natural which is infinite
which is yes
~e.e. cummings, "i thank You God for most this amazing day"
fuller
than they will ever be again,
the vast sand rills that are
your lips times
300 test the balance of
their rested pose, forming sky after
sky of words.
now
a crescent of smooth black, a
dog's coat is combed through with the
lullaby
sound of your voice.
tripping
over some of the softer tones,
lilts, nuances,
you explode through the
spaces so there
are no spaces.
sky
of words,
their rested pose, forming sky after
your lips times 300 test
the balance of
the vast sand rills that are
fuller than they will ever
be again.
dummy
by claudia taylor
he
called me emily, i
liked it. very much.
now
i stay in snow visions and snow
days and snow months of mountains of snow
(that picks up the melody and
throws
it
at my
head)
now
i crawl where i am
supposed to crawl (in crawlspaces)
and kiss
merely
my own paper cut.
is
that how they do it?
what
do i miss?
him. no, it. his body.
no, a body. just one to
hold like
a
crash test dummy
while you lie in wait
for the next man,
you
are a lost tourist
waiting for the bus.
Updated
10 December 2010
A
Sporting Granny by Harvey Macdonald
Me
and my granny went to play
"We'll go and kick the ball today."
My grandmother, who's short sighted
(And when it happened was not delighted)
"Come on granny give it your best."
She went and kicked a hornets'
nest.
Alex by Paige
You
know what you did to me
leaving me there to cry
You might as well have
stabbed me
and slowly let me die
It'd be less pain then I feel now
the feeling of regret
I know you hurt my deeply
I start to think and
yet
I miss you more than I hate you
I guess I fit in the glove
I only
wish one last thing
that you'd never told me who you loved
me you swore,
I'm beautiful
though it wasn't in your eyes
I can't believe your leaving
me
was ever a surprise
Parents
in the Morning by Richard Leach
Parents
are the oddest things
Though I suppose we must accept them
But in the
morn they look so worn
Their faces truly slept in.
When
dad wakes up he looks so rough
A scarecrow would be sheepish
His face
is grey, stare faraway,
His eyeholes truly peepish.
Mum
doesn't open up her eyes
Till she's had three cups of tea
And dad reads
sports and slurps and snorts
Whilst wolfing toast and coffee.
But
even though they are a sight
And are really kind of funny
I must admit
I love them so,
Especially for their money.
Beyond
the Grave by Harvey Macdonald
I
hope my children start to cry
When they find that I have died
Now from
heaven I can hear
They're all getting at my beer
The
Gem by Paige
I'll
hold the gem between my fingers
and never let it go
I'll hold it in my
sleep
I'll hold it as I grow
And if fate should cause us to part
I'll
always have the gem
A small token of your heart
You're in my mind 'til
the a.m.
And if you turn out rotten
or I will turn out spoiled
I'll
walk in fields of cotton
And though my blood will boil
I'll keep your
gem closely
but it will be a curse
I'll hate you then mostly
but
I'll regret you more
for my heart deep within
has just begun to tear
Gone by Paige
I'll
throw a match to my heart
and slowly let it burn
Out of every loss I've
had
I only wished you'd turn
around and tell me you were kidding
Ah
- what a rotten joke
Rather you just walked away
And left our love to
choke
It slowly died out
It slowly burned away
The end is coming soon
In any close day
I slowly keep its heart beating
A band-aid must do
I will never admit this
but our love is through
Updated
25th November 2010
Journey
of a Million Miles by Sneha Chatterjee
When
I was two
I had a big dream,
I wanted to write down my name on a piece
of paper
"Let me try" I thought…
When I was eight
I had a huge dream,
I wanted to write down an entire essay
"Maybe
I can do this" I said…
When I was twelve
I had my biggest
dream ever
I wanted to write poetry endlessly…
"I can do this"
I said…
And now,
I have an impossible dream
To write out
all my emotions on this holy earth,
The ocean, the sky and the stars…
Hey Mr Doubt,
I
won't let you come between me and my dream
I say I'll do it
As I write…
and write… and write…
Beauty
by Claudia Taylor
I worry about the forest
when it becomes old because
the forest
is young and
quite beautiful and usually
young people are quite beautiful
and, well, old people get
less beautiful so will the
forest get less beautiful?
Who
by Merkushenkova Irina
Ted was sitting at home
Reading horror all alone.
He just started
the first tome
And he wanted to read long.
Suddenly
the strong wind flew
And there appeared angry Who
And he cried aloud,
"Boo! "
Teddy thought, "Is it true?"
"I
came to you," said angry Who,
"And I wanted to scare you!
And
I wanted to frighten you!
By the way, my name is Who!"
"My
name is Ted, I'm not afraid.
And to be honest, you look weird!
You're
not fearful at all.
You're podgy, cute, not very tall."
"I
had never had a friend,"
Said new Teddy's buddy, sad,
"Maybe
we'll be friends with you?"
"Yes, of course! I want it too!"
Falling by Claudia Taylor
My
heart fell downstairs into heaven
As I stammered across your arms
The
clock breathed 12:11
The summer air fragrant with swarms
Of bees, slipping
between the sweet nectar
Of affair-stricken flowers
From the morning,
apple-picked and raw
And your heartbeat struck each hour
Slowly, as I
dared
To kiss the places I could not touch
But still I shared
My desire
to come forth and reach.
Then: you rose from the sea into the sky,
And
froze the fire wherein in lie.
Updated
October 21st 2010
Junior
Varsity Cross Country by Claudia Taylor
Thump.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I love it when my feet pound on
the earth. Thump.
Thump. Thump.
Coach McDonald asks if I play cross country
No.
Track?
No.
Any extracurriculars? Do you sing?
Yes.
Anything else?
(I write poetry.
No, don't tell him that!)
Um, yeah, I'm in the science club.
Science?
Aerodynamics.
You know how to run.
No, no, I feel how to run.
Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.
Midnight
Cowgirl by Cameo H.
The moon is above and she's below,
her spurs shinning in the neon glow.
The cattle seem to move slow as she rides
her dun through the row,
Her heart evenly light even in this dimness of night,
For there is no place she would rather be,
It might be late but the job needs
to be done.
And the midnight cowgirl is a comforting sight,
To all those
out in the moonlight,
Her hat all aglow,
Her body in flow,
With her
horse on the go.
She'll keep working till the sun appears,
And then in
she will come a ridin' that dun.
Reflection
of a Shattered Soul by Cecily Conour
A
shadow reflects a person's soul, they say.
I ducked into another dark alleyway,
Listening to the reverberating sound of rain hitting the city gutters.
Nothing
else to be heard,
No pattering of footsteps in close pursuit.
The silence
was eerie and sickening.
I turned around,
Desperate for a way out.
It crept up behind me,
Unsheathing a rugged blade.
The handle was carved
in war time stories,
Alerting a victim to their coming fate.
It leaped
up from the ground,
On which it should have remained,
Plunging the blade
right past my flickering heart.
As I ducked,
I began to sweat.
All
of a sudden,
I realized that was it.
There was no way out.
Us
by Claudia Taylor
For
8 months
we sang the most beautiful note on Earth.
One, pure, strong,
continuous in its worth.
We
were clean,
slate, body, mind,
and through the perils we passed,
strong,
but kind.
I told
you of colors,
my head made,
it was white, always that,
and colorful
shade.
Beauty,
where did you go?
You are busy.
We'll make it. I know.
You'll see.
Girly
by Claudia Taylor
"A
freak! Where's her frills? Her heels and her hair?
Her giant pink bows and
lace underwear?
Her bonnets are missing! Her corset is gone!
Her skin
is so tan that she lives on the Sun!
An
outcast! She's shunned, she really is mad,
She's talking so Kingly and dressed
up like Dad.
Where'd these rights come from? Who made her this way?
She
must be made Woman, right now and today!"
They
bathed me quite well and they grew out my curls.
They gave me a ball gown
that swishes and twirls.
They Powdered and Blushed me, Mascara'd me too,
my lips are so red and my eyes are so blue.
I
went to some parties, I wore gloves and I dined,
and when I got home, my feet
ached, so I whined.
"We've made you a woman! You're our finest work yet!
And now for the husband...you'll find one, I bet."
Updated
Sept 21st 2010
Breakfast
with Timothy by Richard L.
I
read my post
As I eat my toast
And boast
To my cat
That
I'm
not as fat
As him.
Snacks! by Claudia
Taylor
I
laugh.
Of course he likes to eat,
he's a football player.
Jennifer
brings in things like
apple dippers (with caramel)
and, you know, we sit
on the couch
and play with his
iPhone...
Well,
that gets boring.
"Do you want to go downstairs?"
he says.
I nod.
This is our Talking Lair, too.
It takes a mere 5 minutes of School
Speak
for him to lean over
and kiss me.
"That's what I wanted,
too."
Sword
Of Glory by Cameo H.
Staring so long their eyes hurt,
At the majestic piece created,
By an unknown hand of glory,
Their eyes
were suddenly lit,
By a new fire of holy,
Hearts pounding,
No one
dared to touch,
That flaming piece of glory,
The light was so bright,
It bathed them in sparks,
Though faraway in the sky,
One reached,
One touched,
One lives,
One loves,
As of now he still does,
Because
he dares,
He is no longer,
Weak,
One lives,
He touched the flaming,
Sword of glory.
Army
Green, Navy Blue by Claudia Taylor
Army
arms, green, raised to the sky
like sooty stalks
trying to grow
Their
voices,
manifested by all barking things
and their twin towers
carrying
them along the
flat dirt with the red
seeping in
like
the fat yellow sun melting
into the sky that has now
turned blue like
none of the eyes
of the enemies
or the soldiers.
Reflection
of a Shattered Soul by Cecily Conour
A
shadow reflects a persons soul, they say.
I ducked into another dark alleyway,
Listening to the reverberating sound of rain hitting the city gutters.
Nothing
else to be heard,
No pattering of footsteps in close pursuit.
The silence
was eerie and sickening.
I turned around,
Desperate for a way out.
It crept up behind me,
Unsheathing a rugged blade.
The handle was carved
in war-time stories,
Alerting a victim to their coming fate.
It leaped
up from the ground,
On which it should have remained,
Plunging the blade
right past my flickering heart.
As I ducked,
I began to sweat.
All
of a sudden,
I realized that was it.
There was no way out.
Dream,
Then Crushed by Claudia Taylor
How
is a dream crushed?
By
the steam rollers
or the steam?
By
waking
or dreaming another?
By
a cold night,
and the tinny sound of
rain on my window.
Or
was that
just the allowance
of no dreams at all?
A
broken arm,
that would give.
But with a lost mind, well,
a dream wouldn't
live.
One
Day as I Walked Down the Road by Richard L.
One
day as I walked down the road
I saw frog - sorry, a toad.
He looked at
me with bulging eyes
And flicked his tongue at passing flies.
"Are
you in haste my friend?" he said.
"I am," I said, "I'm
off to bed."
"Please do not be so much in haste,
I'd like to
speak of food we taste.
As
cakes are big, yet buns are small
And chocolate ice-cream's yummy,
Whilst
sausages and cherry tarts
Feel lovely in my tummy.
Just
give me burgers, cheese on toast
Or tasty apple pies
With custard or a
bag of chips,
Just anything but flies!"
Emily
by Claudia Taylor
Ah,
poor bee-embowered flower over there, these
Are much nicer flowers. Poets
write poems
About these flowers. Just
Marvelous, they fall
From Heaven
into
My
Lap
And, Emily - every
Single one blooms and dies in a
second.
I
Once Was God by Richard L.
I
once was God, I once was not
I once knew all but then forgot.
I held the
oceans in my hand
And in my pockets kept the sand.
All living things sat
in my lap
I really was a greedy chap.
Updated
2nd Sept 2010
Moon
Haiku by Claudia Taylor
Last
night when it came,
I tried to give you the moon.
It was too heavy.
NYC Ballet by Paige Taylor
curly,
curly,
light brown hair
Kissable,
lips,
soft,
smooth
fashion
fashion
color
pattern
texture
shine
ballet
boyish charm
artsy
iloveyou.
can I kiss you?
I
want to have you
can I?
I wish I could
For
Reasons Unknown by Cecily Conour
Around
the bend
Is where they head.
Reluctant,
Maybe because of the water,
With green scum on top.
Maybe because of the jellyfish,
Lurking
in the depths.
They leap from rock to rock,
And then back on to the sand,
Under a fallen tree.
They hesitate,
Then turn back.
Maybe because
of the wall of rocks,
Maybe because the path halts,
Or maybe for reasons
unknown.
That's
You! by Sneha Chatterjee
You
bloomed from the rose,
And here I was,
Lost in the infinite blue waters.
You switched on the fire torch,
And then I sailed my way back to you.
I remained mysterious,
Until you gave me a chance to show 'me',
You
embraced my mind,
You accepted me and I accepted you.
Together we
now travel miles,
Unafraid, undisturbed.
You become my lucky charm,
As I peacefully read this to you my friend!
Whenever
the Wind Blows by Claudia Taylor
Not
sure where I should take him,
Let him under, inside, all around
The crisp
red light had started in my brain,
He
was an angel in his black shirt, lift my
Eyes, my hair and clothes, he told
me things
That made me wonder, that made my legs go insane.
If
I had a ruler, I could calculate the inches
There in squares down at his feet
up to his head,
It
was a bit like slapping stones, it was a bit like
taking photographs, or shooting
stars, or rising from the dead,
But
then, square-peg-round-hole, you cannot let this happen:
Only want to, only
want but do not have.
There, there, I am again:
Only wanting, only want
but do not have.
The Jewel of the Sea by Cecily Conour
Jellies,
Floating in the deep.
The sun,
Enticing like before.
Yet this time,
There is nothing to hold it back.
Floating,
Moving,
To shallow water.
The sun,
Illuminating a sparkling jewel,
Seen by only the most aware.
Fingers point,
Some dare to come closer,
To the jewel of the sea,
The sparkling jelly out in the deep.
How
My Body Works by Paige Taylor
Sometimes
it feels like an infectious disease
The thing that makes me crawl on my knees
when I'm supposed to be standing up
Running up and down the stairs
Without cares
Sometimes it feels like I've been stung by bees
Oh God,
let me do a pirouette please
Or even as simple as tying my shoes
Sometimes
it gives me the blues but not always
Or being able to hold urine in
Is
that such as sin?
Or being able to make a PB&J
Oh how that would make
my day!
But those things aren't caused by
an infectious disease
or
being stung by bees
'cause you can't catch it from anyone
you're face
doesn't swell up as big as the Sun!
and it isn't painful
That's a myth,
what it really is
what it really is
my brain
my brain can't send texts
because it doesn't have a cell phone
so it's all screwed up
so it can't
tell my muscles what the hell is up!
It's cerebral palsy.
Day
Beneath Olive Trees by Claudia Taylor
I
found you,
crumpled up in a heap with your blonde hair lashing your back
like yellow curling water on the shore.
A
joker, too, rising from the wave like Aphrodite,
telling how you wished you
were more beautiful -
well, you could not be.
And
when the misty, lacy light from distant mountains
came upon us through the
green-gray olive trees,
you laid between the columns, deathly still.
I
leaned before you, propped your arms precisely,
and I wondered why you couldn't
feel the sky,
hushed and turned white in your closed gaze.
I
picked the dullest star and popped its stem
inserted it into your placid chest
and angels let your true length be revealed.
Aisehtsenys: Study in Jibberish by Claudia Taylor
Does
it matter what I look like?
I love the way my letters curve,
the sharpness
of their angles and
their deepness
I love the color shows they give me
and their powerful figures growing
when I build them on my laptop
or
in my journal (it is not a diary).
I love their versatility and their
hurly-burly tendencies
I love how they slip out
of my mouth like terrible
fish
They probably
slice through the
synapses of people's nerves
...Because people get nervous
when they see my words
Updated
6th August 2010
Just
Leave It Be by Paige Taylor
In
the shadows that we walk,
you talk,
and talk,
and talk
and I walk
but you're not right for any girl
not even me,
not even her,
A Broadway
ballet star are you
nibble my ear,
and hold me tight,
and the pounding
sound of the world
is a faded light,
white,
bright,
a light,
romance
and
you know the rest
of what comes along with it
I'm
not gonna say it out loud
Blue
Shoe by Claudia Taylor
Your
eyelashes a black ice ski slope;
How do I get down?
Grasshopper
on the back of the toilet,
White dog banging at the door.
My hair hangs
wet, rolls on the cat's tongue
She puts my fingers in her mouth
And teethes
and chews and wonders
What's so great about kissing?
Two
toes consecutive, they cannot stand
To be just side by side,
They go over
and under and slip all around
In my shoes.
Crazy
by Claudia Taylor
Tonight
is nothing
unusual:
Dad blares his
rock 'n' roll
(from Elvis
to Motley Crue
to Black Sabbath
to The Allman
Brothers)
and Mum
plays
online poker and
screams
like
she has tourette
syndrome.
Tonight is not
out-of-the-ordinary
for me:
Dad gets kooky
Dad
starts
talking to the
music like there
is a gnome inside
the speakers
and Mum screams
some more
and Mum wins
some more
fake money
and I go up to my room
and write poems
about nice things
or weird
things
or horrific things
and sometimes
pretty things
because
I need
a little prettiness.
20,000
Leagues and 2 Hearts by Claudia Taylor
Not
a hiatus, or some fission of our minds
or a subtle wish for the orange clouds
of heaven. No, this was something different,
a sea in which there was an opportunity
to drown only if you were 6 billion grams,
and always treasure, gleaming,
at the bottom
and always life and glowing sand,
white, happy, so few,
huge promises ahead.
This
was love, wasn't it? The large and shiny
corner of the heart that bangs long
after death.
Yes, this is what I meant, this is nice. You can
just give
your matters away to me, you can
just find me lying on the ocean floor and
come lie down right next to me and say it:
"I love you." Do not
clear your ears, do not
ask for a repeat, because I meant it.
Updated
6th August 2010
Ambulance
by Claudia Taylor
At
the terminal
Ambulance screaming
No telephone
It's for you, Daddy.
Mommy
strokes my long legs
I am five
I am nine
I am fourteen
I
am there, in the paint
Of the ambulance
Waving my white arms
Kicking
my red legs
IV Monitor Language
If you wait for me
I will scream
Solidarity
by Claudia Taylor
watching
in solidarity
I fell perfectly aligned
I did not try the ring on
I let it slip, slip, slip to the ground
was I a daughter?
no, I do not
think so,
I think I was an explorer
(in all respects)
no, I think
I was an eye
blackened out
I think I was a flower
first blooming then
I cried
and I fell apart singing,
I tried, I tried, I tried
Move
Back by Claudia Taylor
Move
back!
Go back to boats!
Go back to summer, real summer!
Go back to
when you were 12
And you wrote pretty poems
About things that won't make
you cry.
Move, move, you need to move!
Don't go anywhere past 7th grade!
Don't you dare move your foot
Past that bad man's boundaries!
Don't you
let him get you, Claudia!
Don't you let that man get inside your life!
You gotta find yourself!
You're typing these words real hard,
You gotta
get some kinda rhythm,
You gotta get away!
Get away from this mask,
Move back, Claudia!
Move back!
To
Honor Martha, Whoever She Is by Claudia Taylor
I
am going to wear a white dress
And pour myself a tall glass of lemonade
And drink it on the deck
I am going to slather myself with tanning oil
So I won't look ghostly in September
I am going to eat wings at Coop De Ville
And touch my toes to Oak Bluffs Harbor
And wave at random tourists on pretty
boats
I am going
to paint my toenails bright red
And lift my feet and push, push, push the
sky
And play pianos until God falls from the clouds
To hear my bright
holy sound
I am going to do all my work for Honors
And kiss High School
hello
And greet Summer with utmost excitement.
Life
by Claudia Taylor
I'm
married to Life.
Life does not need to buy me
flowers; they are there.
Like
they say, Life is
full of surprises! Sometimes
Life scares me silly.
But
I love my Life.
I am proud to be the wife
Of such a man, Life.
Admiration
of a Hippie by Claudia Taylor
hippie,
who don't wear no brassiere
who let the vibes come in
and pencil
out.
hippie don't
talk no jive
hippie let the blood in mercy poured
hippie love thyself.
Distortion
by Claudia Taylor
Tell
me what you make of it:
Girl, with Rorschach face paint,
So clever, do
you see her lips
Or the black curve of a dog?
Boy, hips odd Picasso, slanted
Hollowed by the rightful fingers
Of a white man in a classy suit,
Offering
you fun things you would regret
The next day.
"I
think you should go to sleep,"
Paul said,
"I think I love you,"
Paul said,
"Then what am I so afraid of?"
Updated
29th June 2010
May
17th by Claudia Taylor
He
told on some warm day before I left
And it was just turning green outside
(His favorite color)
And he realized, lying in bed,
When I wasn't there...
We
went into the cellar:
Full of couches and ping-pong tables
And he sat
me down
And kissed me
And then his mouth opened
But not on mine
To the air
To tell me something
That I never thought I would hear
Except from my own mouth..."I love you."
And now I say
Yes,
yesyesyesyesYES!
A
Second Chance by Thanusa Baskaran
When Death comes around the corner.
Pass through the underworld
with the payment of a quarter
The ferryman travels down the Styx river,
With a boat full precious sparkling silver
Hades
is like another common coroner,
When Death comes around the corner.
Roaming
the sick hell below
The booms and the bangs make me cry for a chance to go
Then
my guardian angel comes to me
And asks me whether I would like some tea
When Death comes around the corner.
I recognized that it was received for
my pleas
A empty
cup that should have had tea appeared before me
And that's when I realized,
You just can't brew another cup of tea
When Death comes around the corner.
Emotional
Animal by Abby Keffeler
Forgiveness
Protecting puppy
Playfully romping around in the leaves
In the small front yard
Unconditional love
Hold
On… by Abby Keffeler
Hold on to your friends
Even if you feel they walked out on you
Hold on
to the good times
Even if sometimes the bad one are easier to remember
Hold on to family
Even if the fights make it tough
Hold on to life
Even if the going gets tough
Hold on to my heart
Even when we are miles
apart.
My
Best Friend is a Metaphor by Abby Keffeler
She
is an old joke book.
She is the sunshine on the rainiest days.
She is
the most valuable necklace in the jewellery box.
She is the smiles at a funeral.
She is the full moon on a hot summer night.
She is the bright colored shirts
I see in school.
She is the life of the party.
She is my world.
She
is my best friend.
Ode
to Tennis Shoes by Abby Keffeler
I wonder if they like
being tennis shoes
I suppose they do
They always get to run away fast
They never retire without miles
Some people say they are necessities
They
make my feel able to go all day long
Updated
June 10th
Day
of Golf by Graham Keynes
I'm
at the tee
It's half past dawn
I set up for my drive
and with a SMACK!
It flies through the air
and lands by the pond
I
move down to the green
to set up my putt
I hit my ball
and PING!
It goes in the
hole
A
Bit of Trouble by Reanna Hayward
Walking down the sidewalk
Dumb dog by my side
She strolls on ahead of me
Her head high in pride.
At
first she was excitable
My Nan said, "She'll settle down."
Yeah
right, she's the same a year later
Running havoc in our town.
First
she stole a lump of pork
From our local butcher's shop
Then she dug a
hole
And dug up the bus stop.
Then
she jumped in cement
And she quickly turned to stone
We took her to the
vets
Where she chewed the nurse's phone.
See,
she might be a bit of trouble
And a bit of training she might need
But
I'll still take her walking
Causing trouble when off lead.
Envy
by Nivashnie Poonsamy
Faster, Faster like forest
fire it burns,
spreading, scorching, and satisfying its need -
For disgust,
disdain and disorder.
Its fumes are unmistakable,
a splotch of black ink
on stark white paper -
that should be balled up; tossed aside.
Silent,
subtle in its internal destruction -
it is merciless.
Conspicuously seeping
out the pores
like dense beads of sticky sweat,
it accumulates, accumulates
-
till the scent is unbearable.
Swathes of green discolouring,
flickers
like neon signs,
till it fades, gradually... into nothingness.
The
Weeping Willow by Michelle Guckert
The
weeping willow
she falls so gracefully
her tears fall down
so fatefully
she wisely smiles hello
through her swarthy limbs
that cover her and give
her seeming charm never dim
The weeping willow
love so tenderly
alone
or in the densest forest
that love apparent so early
she wraps her adoration
and holds it tight
she projects out in the open
clearly with all her might
The weeping willow surely
is a thing of such exquisiteness
grace, charm,
and beauty
I could never love her less
Love
That by Abby Keffeler
Love
that mom
Like a hyena loves to laugh
I said love that mom
Like a hyena
loves to laugh
Love to tell her in the morning
I Llve to tell her,
"I wish I had your autograph."
Color
My World by Abby Keffeler
Navy
blue
My brother's Levis
Jiggling Jell-O
The midnight sky
The sound
of a waterfall
PowerAde being gulped on a hot summer day
The rain on a
cool spring day
Blue raspberry popsicles
Water when you are parched
Black berries off the bush
The wind running over me as I ride
The coldness
as the paddles splash me
My pencil as it flows over the paper
Navy Blue
can take away all your troubles.
I
Don't Understand by Abby Keffeler
I
don't understand
Why people do the things they do
Why people don't just
keep out of others' business
Why people hurt other people?
But
most of all
Why rainbows are 7 colors and not 8
Why fire has to burn out
Why people die
What
I do understand very well is
Why I love my brother
Why I smile
Why
my life is filled with laughter.
My
Name… by Abby Keffeler
My real name is Abby.
Yesterday my name was Daddy's little girl.
Today
my name is active, can't stop me from the outdoors.
Tomorrow my name will
be kayaker by day and camper by night.
In my dreams my name is National Geographic
photographer.
List
Poem by Abby Keffeler
What's in the refrigerator:
Month old meat loaf,
O.J. with no lid,
Over flowing drawers of fruit,
Moldy cheese,
Chocolate soymilk,
Delicious
leftover tator-tot hot dish,
Veggies of green, yellow, and orange,
All
the wonderful things my family enjoys.
What
If… by Abby Keffeler
What if everyone understood my thinking?
I might never get frustrated.
What if my tests answer themselves?
I would be the smartest kid on earth.
What if taking pictures implanted information into your head?
I would be a
photographer without a doubt.
What if all wishes could be true?
Dear…
by Abby Keffeler
Dear Tennis shoes
I would like to tell you
You make me angry
You tell
me
Shoes are good for your feet
You tell me
In-steps are good
You tell me
Shoes won't get worn
I would like to tell you
I would
much rather go bare foot
So during our next encounter
My feet will be
energized,
No longer hurting,
Then a long day of standing and walking,
And it will start all over again.
I
Asked… by Abby Keffeler
I asked the grass why it was green
And it filled with yellow dandelions
I asked the rainclouds why they had no color
And they let the sun shine to
make a rainbow
I asked the moon why it looked like a half eaten cookie with
no crumbs
And it sprinkled it's shining crumbs all over the sky
I asked
the sky why it was always blue
And the next morning it woke with pinks, oranges,
and reds
I asked myself why things are the way they are
And the Bible
explained God.
Updated
27th May 2010
Colored
Pencils by Leslie Pleasants
When
life is dull,
And I can't escape,
I let the light shine though the drapes.
And on a brand-new page, fresh like dawn,
I let colored pencils draw
on and on.
Regret!
by Annesti Meets
I
don't know where to start…?
My heart seems
ripped apart!
Didn't
you ever care?
Wasn't I the one that
was always there?
Ready to listen
Ready to bear, all your
Paints and
Complaints, but No!
You didn't
care
You gave me an ugly share!
A share of blame,
a share of shame
I wish I'd never
Played this
Horrible game!
Crossroads
by Leslie Pleasants
There's
a fork in the road,
Which path is best?
You stop to wonder,
Which
way is the quest?
Sooner
of later,
We all meet crossroads,
We'll all stop to think,
About witch
way to go.
Left
or right?
Straight ahead?
Just fallow your heart,
Do what it says.
You
may be right or wrong,
But we learn from our mistakes.
We all meet crossroads,
Eventually we'll find the way.
Stomach Butterflies by Annesti Meets
Where
did you come from Stomach Butterflies?
He just scored the winning try!
He led the team
Of muscle men onto their playpen,
But still what is this
feeling
burning in my heart?
What can I do to make the fantasy start?
You are celebrating the win,
Happy some of your skilled men showed what they
can do,
Still my question is answered about the burning feeling in my heart
…?
Where did all this start?
Was it maybe the day
I remembered
in December
Running through the fields on your beautiful farm
Or was
it in March when we met after two years…?
That night I cried human tears
For all my fears were turning around you!
Around your handsome smile
That'll
make me walk a mile
Around your eyes true as could be,
About you for
living far away from me!
Not knowing about me feeling for you
Not knowing
that I care,
About not knowing what you meant to me.
So Stomach Butterflies
why are you here?
Are you bringing back the feeling of years before?
Showing
me that I actually care about the man out there
Showing me that I should show
him that I care
and maybe even more than that
tell him that I love him
and always had!
Even tell him that I shed me feelings for him
Covered
them up with heart's hurt and
Tears, but thank you Stomach Butterflies
For telling me this!
I am ready to take the risk!
Crushed
by Leslie Pleasants
My
hope, my wishes, my faith, my dreams,
No longer are high and free.
My
bubbly spirit is trapped inside,
Now apathy is fully applied.
As much
as I try to be as before,
I'm still crushed - not 'me' anymore.
Don't
Look Back by Leslie Pleasants
As
the sun rises,
The slate is cleaned,
A fresh canvas awaits,
For a
brand-new scene.
Today's
a new day,
So don't be afraid.
Don't look back,
At history that's
already been made.
Live
life to its fullest,
Go to the extreme,
Let go of the past,
Be
ready to gleam.
You
aren't perfect,
Neither am I,
But we'll try our best,
And shoot for
the sky.
Updated
May 13th 2010
The
Batman by Mark
An explosion at the Gotham bank. Boom!
The Joker charges in with fiends numbering a platoon.
But, in the shadows
a lone knight stands,
Armed with batarangs in his hands.
Out of the
shadows, the Caped Crusader leaps!
Punching and grappling the villains to
sleep.
Looking around in panicked surprise,
The Joker runs to escape
his demise.
Surrounded by henchmen, the Batman will fight,
While
the Joker escapes in his van out of sight.
Into the Batmobile our hero then
goes,
Off to a destination that few men know.
Down, down deep, below
Wayne Manor,
Lies the headquarters of Bruce Wayne, the ultimate planner.
Plagued by the guilt of his parents' death,
He took up the dark mantle, bringing
justice with every last breath.
With Two-face on the run, and the Penguin
having fun,
The Dark Knight stops them all, leaving the Riddler without a
pun.
With villains at Arkham, Gotham can rest,
While crime fighting for
Batman is a constant test.
Stuck by Claudia
Taylor
You know when everything's roaring at you?
And you've forgotten your feet
And you're running at a billion miles a second
Down Main Street
That's
what it felt like when he kissed me
I could not comprehend
Whether it
was his beginning
Or your end
There's
an orange color
And two heartbeats
I never really liked orange
Body
and body meets
There's
a burning headache
And some gobbledygoo
And someone watching me
I
think it was you
There's
a burning guilt
And you don't want to kiss him
And all you can think is,
"Man, I miss Him!"
That's
what it feels like when he kisses me
I can never comprehend
Whether he
will quit, just for me
Oh just for me, let me see the sun
Let me be the
only one who loves you
Let me go
And let us thread the end.
Accomplishment is Worth the While by Tiffany Young
Accomplishment
is something that is hard to achieve;
Things must be done, things must be
made,
In order for it to come and show that it was worthwhile
And that
the feeling for the hard work was worth the trade.
At first it might
seem that the way is hopeless
That the things you are doing are pointless
and dreary,
That no matter how hard you work, nothing ever reaps back
And you begin to grow tired and bored and weary.
But do not give up hope,
for the day will come
When all your labor that continually appeared
Will
reap its benefits so that you can gratefully look back
While praying thanks
to God that you persevered.
It is a feeling that is worth all enduring
efforts
A joyous feeling that is worth your thoughts and time;
So when
you feel like you have lost all of your hope
Remember the feeling of achievement
that is so sublime.
Artificial
Love by Jessica Pena
Your love tasted artificial and
sweet
It was like poison, affecting me quick
I believed I was in for
a nice treat
I didn't know one sip would make me sick
I try to gasp for
air but it comes back
Inside begging and pleading for a hand
I need to
get back and on the right track
But your love is sticky and hard to stand
How long can I go before I explode?
I'm about to break with each step I take
I need to relieve myself from this load
Before I lose everything at
stake
Maybe it's best if I just walk away
I cannot take another lie
you say
Look Deeper by Katherine Cardelles
There they come, the beautiful butterflies
In my stomach without any
notice
Fluttering, flying, saying no goodbyes
But what would it take for
him to notice
The heartbreak and tears that follow his glare?
What do
I have to do to make him love?
Give up my life to keep him from despair?
Do not fret, once again you will re-love
One thing I have learned is to not
give up
I love you more than a fat kid loves cake
Though your love compares
to a sweet syrup
Just open your eyes your heart will awake
I will be by
your side forever
But without your love my heart will sever
How
Can I Afford For Your Smile by Jitendra K. Dewangan
Keep a smile on your face,
It goes miles more than a race;
You never cared
for a smile,
It is really very beautiful for a while.
The day you became
sad,
I was also not so glad;
I thought, This is my worse day,
Because
I can't be happy in any way.
I want to be a great for you,
But what can
I do?
There's not anything to be done,
Because I am here, the lonely one.
Friendship
by Meenakshi Dewangan
Friendship
is like a touch
Of Heaven in the Earth.
Friendship is like a circle
Of love, that has no end.
There is no control over friendship
Because
friendship is never made,
Formed by mutual understanding.
Deeper, the
understanding thought;
Deeper will be friendship heart.
Drizzling
of best friends in life,
Brings the taste of life.
Every friendship day,
Is like a peep-o'-day.
Friendship,
sign of happiness,
Brings love, joy and wellness.
Friendship won't have
curtain,
It allows light and darkness in.
Updated
April 22nd 2010
Three
Haiku by Allie S.
Rain
On
my car windows
The tiny droplets collide
Like wet bumper cars
Dancing
in the Rain
The rain soaks my hair
I feel no shame as
I twirl
Dancing like a child
Rainstorm
of Tears
I think about you
My eyes become moist with
tears
My question is...why?
Flowers
So Wild Grow All Around by Shannon Keeney
Flowers so
wild grow all around,
That field of love reminds me of you.
New in the
morning, alight with dew,
Here is where our love is found.
Don't
say a word, not a sound,
Your eyes bright with that hue.
What we have,
it grew and grew,
And by our love we abound.
A spark flew, a flame
so bright,
It burns a light that won't be huffed.
Such a love can't be
bluffed,
It stands tall and strong, like a knight.
The wild flowers
will ignite,
And never will they be snuffed.
A
Deadly Game by Shannon Keeney
I walked where others
never would,
I played a deadly game and lost the dice.
I allowed things
to happen that never ought,
And paid the ghastly price.
Cast to the
mines where monsters reside,
Left to reflect on my horrid fate.
Gone is
my mind, my hope and soul,
Yet here I stand and here I wait.
Gone
is the sun, a torch so bright,
The colors died away.
Everything here is
left for dead,
And moulded with rotten decay.
A thousand years go
by and here I still stand and wait,
The shadow still enfolds me, a shroud
forever dark.
A ruler within my prison, a ruler not at all,
Not within
these tunnels stark.
Within these shadowed lands,
I seek for what
can't be found.
A thousand years from peace of mind,
And trapped beneath
the ground.
Updated
April 8th 2010
Through
Your Eyes by Michelle Guckert
I want to see the world
through your eyes
the joy
the beauty
of each child's laughter
things so much simpler
unlike my eyes
wrought with so much distress
you look at me differently
than I see myself
how do you only see beauty
in me
but I can't find one thing
that compares to the beauty
in
you
my heart reaches out
to every little pain you feel
how do you
see
beauty at all?
Fly
Fishing by Graham Keynes
Out by the pond,
it's a quarter to dawn...
as I widdle my fly,
the fish are jumping high...
I cast it out
and wait about...
the sun comes out, oh so bright,
just as I get my first bite...
I tug the string,
and in I bring...
A beautiful, breathtaking bass...
It's You Who Holds the Wheel by Allie S.
I can cry until my eyes are bloodshot
I can talk until my voice cracks
I can listen until I can't hear a word
I can think until my head hurts
I can advise until I can't think of any more words
I can pray until my hands
ache
I can worry until it disrupts everything
But it's you who holds the
wheel of your life… not me
Ecstatic
by Claudia Taylor
I
don't know when I'm going to fall
But my giraffe legs will give in
I'm
an Amazonian idiot, too tall
I'm going to win
You were there beside me
Like a surprised sun
You leaped the tree
You won
I swam every channel
and every mile
Never thought my pen was as good?
Never thought Mars made
me smile?
Maybe you should
I know when you're going to rise
When I'm
growing and you can't catch up
I didn't want the ribbon, the prize
The
golden cup
I'm going up
And up
And up.
Evangeline by Sapphire Hughes
Moving
to a new school, it felt like the worst
She was taunted and bullied, always
picked first
Cry, she wouldn't, she was braver than that
Even when they
pulled her hair and said she was fat
But what she didn't realise was that
the others weren't the same
They didn't realise what they were doing, they
didn't get the game
With a click of her fingers, they could be lying in a
hospital bed
You don't really know, they could even turn out dead
Her
heart would beat faster and her dull eyes would glisten
She told them to stop,
but they didn't listen
Their lives, disappearing slowly, like time
No-one
would understand what was happening, like a fool with a mime.
The
F Grade by Prabhnoor
I'm
standing alone
Feeling so alone
There is no one to rejoice with
me
And no one to compensate me
My face is bent with shame
Burning
due to the anger's flame
I know that it is the F grade
Which left
my life to fade
Mom and dad can't stop crying
Seeing them I feel
like dying
I know I have blundered
To which I surrender
But now it's too late
And I can't change the fate
But I want to tell
you all
I am a kid after all
We make big mistakes when we are small
But we learn great lessons from them all
I don't feel anyone will
understand
The pressure, the tension I stand
So I will change my
noisy life
To a beautiful silent life
The Interpreter by Claudia Taylor
I
am the interpreter of maladies; I will open all your doors,
I am a country
holding people in my head
And their desires in my feet.
I will run away,
I will cry and beg for mercy
I have plans and schemes and huge dreams
That no one knows about
I am the god that watches over Harvard University
And fine-tunes the engineering of the eye
I will put my hand up in an oath,
and scream,
"You'll all want me!" You'll all want me
Someday.
Someday I will rise against these orange hands
These red ankles and purple
cheeks and I will tell you
That the time for greatness never stops
The
time for greatness is always right now.
I am every tear that swells and floods
the world
I will illuminate your fears like a horrible sun
I am every
dust mite hiding in the grooves of your keyboard
I will bind your legs together
for the sake of control
Since I guess you don't have any
You know I love
him
I'm going to go far without him
But I still have this string...
Here. Take it.
Updated
11th March
Good...bye
by Claudia Taylor
I
waited for you, I was letting you hear me, I...
Thought...we might have something
going for us, what did
You think? Had I always
Loved you, as long I knew
him?
Me and you, I do, I think about you day and night
But please never
hold me tight, you never did
I am sorry that I
Was in love with you, I
have a (boyfriend) now. Was it
Wrong?
I'm
still stupid, but you were never
Sorry.
Tears
by Allie S.
Her secrets she keeps all to herself
No one need know, she whispers
If they knew the number of tears she shed
She believes she'd be left for dead
The tears flow like a swift river
Staining her pillow
Her hand wipes them away
But they are only smeared
Why do I cry? She asks of herself
Deep in her heart the answer lies true
Rejection
Pain
Despair
Love
by Allie S.
The word love
So flippantly thrown
around
Becomes nothing more than a way to smooth things
Over after an
argument or fight
The real meaning
Has depth and beauty inside
It
is the way to express
The dedication your heart feels towards another
The
Perfect Day Tritina by Allie S.
It
was a beautiful fall day
Both our families were together
As we ran around
the pumpkin patch, I could feel something between us
We were walking,
just the two of us
It felt like the perfect day
I could sense my feelings
of fear and excitement intertwining together
My sense was right! Our
hands twisted together
It felt like there was no one except for us
Your
hand in mine made it the best day
Though we've each gone our separate
ways,
and probably had an even better day,
our time together, just the
two of us, will never leave me.
Born
Excited by Claudia Taylor
Maybe
I was just born excited
Always thinking, living, learning!
Ruler of my
World, my Earth, my
Kingdom of the Mind!
To
you saints, idealists, dream
Weavers, lovers, basket cases
And the lot
of you!
I live my life to the fullest! Best!
Never be less than Queen
of Heads!
Oh
What a Hotel It Was by Claudia Taylor
Oh,
what a hotel it was
We sat on a Febreze-endowed bed:
Yours--
The painting
was brown, as were the
Floors--
Oh,
what a game you played
Just brains and mouths and minds:
Clear--
A
notebook, for letters that began with:
Dear--
And
how I knew what you were doing
I did not know:
Why--
Your big brown
doe eyes, but his:
Sky--
And
how the sky began to pour
Out its sheathed heart:
Rain--
To mask the
damned sun
Again.
The
Sun and the Moon by Brian Phillips
The burning sun
melts into the night.
A cool blue moon comes out to the sky.
This blistering
gas giant, feel its might.
Black sky take it or I shall lose my sight.
Look at our moon, watch it fly.
The burning sun melts into the night.
All goes dark now there is no light.
Big round blue up so high.
This
flaming gas giant, feel its might.
Without wings it still takes flight.
When it goes it sleeps, but will never die.
This burning sun melts into night.
Farther & farther it loses height.
Night is over, start the fire
in the sky.
The fire giant, feel its might.
As the sun comes back
in sight.
Above everything we liye.
Before our burning sun melts into
the night.
The fire god feel its might.
Updated
8th February 2010
Birthday
Party by Halle Culbertson
Cakes
to bake,
Hats to make.
Streamers to hang,
Party poppers to bang.
Candles to glow,
Soon to blow.
Cards to read,
Games to lead.
Wrapping
paper to rip,
Bags to tip.
Piñata to sit,
And ready to hit.
Candy to fall,
Gifts wall to wall.
Balloons to buy,
Shirts to tie-dye.
Ice cream to scoop,
Family and friends to whoop.
Party is to start,
Time to finish my part.
Dreams…
by Abby Keffeler
I
have always dreamed…
Of being with you.
You make me smile,
You make me laugh,
My first impression of you,
Was great.
Maybe
you aren't that great,
Maybe I was wrong!
I
tried so hard for you to,
Actually notice me.
You didn't get the clue.
You sat there joking,
Just joking with your cousins.
We
will always be friends,
But I wanted to be more.
Maybe
I had a dream that was,
In fact wrong!
We will always hang out,
But
just as friends.
How
To Sing With A Cold by Claudia Taylor
I
wasn't supposed to go
My nose was all stopped up
Sniffle, sniffle, snort,
snort.
My throat felt like a highway
Burning with the Friction
But
Miss Melanie Music said,
"Claudia, you have such a beautiful voice,
I'd like to hear you sing Ti Moune's part."
Screeching!
That stranger must have crashed for my noise!
I was thankful that it was not
my audition,
But, oh, goodness... the humilation!
How I wished to bury
my head in with them boys...
Updated
21st Jan 2010
Happiness
by Nina Brown
Caring
for someone,
Hoping they're okay,
Smiling for someone,
And seeing
things their way.
Wanting
them to be happy,
Advising them as you should,
Helping them to see,
And look for light and good.
This
is part of loving,
It's free with a big reward,
You can love absolutely
anyone,
In good times and in bad.
And
once you've started loving,
Giving it freely and without a catch,
It's
then that you realise,
Happiness is in reach!!
Tomorrow,
Alice by Claudia Taylor
My
strawberry chapstick,
Holding hands with me on the moon,
The tease of
a Disney movie,
A long friendship shattered too soon:
Things you have
experienced.
We played truth or dare, it was my turn
I said truth, you
hesitated, asked me
"If you could date any boy, who would it be?"
I said, "Please don't take this the wrong way,
But...it would be you."
Okay.
You said, "You know I'd pick you too,"
Smiling. And I
blushed. And you leaned
And it almost happened
But then my mum came in
to check up
On our friendliness
And I didn't want to protest.
"I'll
see you tomorrow, Alice."
"Goodnight, White Rabbit."
Things I Expected by Claudia Taylor
I
knew you'd be tall when we were older,
With the same dark skin and brown eyes,
Same cheeks that Grandma would covet,
Full, light lips that I kissed when
I was four
But I never knew we'd be this close now.
Maybe you imagined
me, with the same
Blonde hair, big blue eyes, and fair skin,
That I've
always hated - I wanted yours
Your hair, thick, like mine, but brunette,
The hair I could run my hands through,
But I've made our boundaries strict:
No kissing until
Until
Until
Until when?
Blue Eyes by Claudia Taylor
What
is it that those blue eyes can do to a poet?
You have us hypnotized from age
ten
Drawn in like the magnets you demonstrate
You are no seducer, but
With those blue eyes, anything could happen
What was it about you that kept
away the idiots
But could draw in any girl from the Zone?
How could you
only exist in my world,
And not leave to grace these other talents
Just
for a moment,
They are still young to handle this,
But now I don't want
you back,
Though the needle in my heart still runs strong.
Recipe
For Disaster by Claudia Taylor
Ingredients: 5
apocalyptic screams
62 tears
1 death
3 tragedies
100 "goodbyes"
7 nightmares
A pinch of "Shut up!" (optional)
1 harsh break-up
1 world, ending
1.
Preheat oven to 9,000 degrees Fahrenheit.
2. Combine screams, tears, "goodbyes,"
and "Shut up!" in a bowl, and
mix.
3. Add the death, tragedies,
nightmares, break-up, and world, stirring
in gradually. Mix until combined
well.
4. Pour mixture into ungreased pan and bake for 10 years.
To make
revenge, substitute the "goodbyes" with "I hate yous" and
add
in a generous amount of trickery.
This dish is best served cold.
Updated
6th January 2010
Teach
Me by Claudia Taylor
Carolina
squeezes into my size 8 US shoes
She's US, too, way down south
She's staring
at this Kitty Corpus Colossus
Wondering, how convenient
Since I'm so freaking
human and physical today
And so she runs as the offensive Offensive Tackle
cracks open the skull.
We shift the same, radiuses twotoo meters long, shows
his face
Obsessive thought for the day: Mr. Ma--Ka--nn--rl.
Same thing.
Weird. Way across, north, up there
Nine ways to get suspended, Nine ways to
get jailed
Nine wants him. I want. Want.
Six foot, Size 10, Could happen
Senior, It's too real, Emily, Emily.
It's inside, It's too great
But -
Everything Has To Stop
when you're willing to
So, It's Gone Now by Claudia Taylor
so,
it's gone now
*poof*
it's been sucked into a quasar,
i guess
that's
what happened to me
maybe
it's just missing
quit fooling yourself
it's long gone
and i am glad
i
can't believe it
suppose this is how i'm supposed to be
it's the way i
can live my life
it's
how i'll lose to win
and it's better to have loved and lost
than to never
have loved at all.
Beautiful
Nightmare by Jessica R
As
I lay awake and look at the ceiling
Wondering what life could have been.
I remember seeing you,
Looking at me like the stars that shined
Than I remember and all I see are those yellow headlights
I remember
your face, those haunted eyes
I want to feel safe tonight
You saved
me
Protected me with your arms all cut up
I can't sleep tonight
It keeps replaying in my mind
I now live my life
Telling people that
it's wrong
Don't drink and drive
With your last breath
you told
me
"...I love you."
I
Am by Claudia Taylor I
am Bella
I am Nine
I am Emily's strain divine
I am Prudence
I
am yours
I will open all your doors
I am Livingston and Mann
I am
pale and sometimes tan
I am Arizona, too,
I am me and I am you.
I
am kisses, I am hugs,
I am thieves and I am thugs
I am Bonnie,
I am
Clyde
I am fear and also pride.
I am always good and white
I am clear
and clean and bright
I am leaves upon a tree,
But mostly, I am simply
me.
Cezanne's
Le Jouers de Cartes by Kai. J
Strickened
faces,
eyes glued to the table,
cigars in mouths.
They play a
money stealing game of poker.
A long thin, curled up at both ends,
moustached man wins.
Thick French accented voices
fly through the
air.
Grunts and snorts of laughter.
A deep voiced Frenchman says,
''Je ne peux pas croyer qu'il a gagner!''.
The winning Frenchman
in brown hat and coat,
gives a wide, open mouthed grin.
To reaveak yellow-black
teeth.
''Son souffle
sent mauvais!''
Says a man in disgust,
looking at the yellow-black toothed,
open mouthed Frenchman.
When
the Sun Grinned at My Spirit by Sneha Chatterjee
Life,
a vast ocean out there, so much to explore,
So much to do, so much to perceive,
Let me not border my life into a sheer pond of fantasy thoughts,
Life's more
than just daydreaming in the sunbeams.
God
has made this arena of the world so perfect,
So immense, so enormous, so colossal,
so overwhelming,
Doesn't matter who slaps me, or who makes me cry,
Let
me hug every person I meet,
No one's a foe, all's equal, nevertheless unique.
Let
me smile at the world, and look up straight,
Straight into the stars, into
the eyes of my lord,
I sensed my soul smiling, when the sun grinned at me,
When I first opened the doors of my heart, soul and mind,
To the almighty
Jesus Christ.
Un-seam-ly
by Claudia Taylor
I've
stolen the bindings and smeared all the paste
Untaped all the tape, had the
stitching replaced
Smashed sewing machines and unscrewed every screw
Ripped
out nails and poured out each droplet of glue.
I
opened the door but it just wouldn't close,
Tried to fit things together with
my words and some prose
The poems won't cut it, the novels are junk
Telling
you might get me out of this funk.
Help
Them by Claudia Taylor
wish
that I could help these girls
to know the street they chose
To lead them
down a rightful road
Know where their future goes
The
carriage carried us along
A merry way until
The girls said, we want something
more!
So take this path we will!
I
waited at the finish line
Where I knew they would fall
Head-over-heels,
the girl she feels
A crumbling of her wall
Silent
were we, the poets doomed
a life lived but forgot
I laid beside them,
dying slow
Though guilty, we weren't caught
PS
To all the girls who read this
Younger than am I
May you not take the
road I had
But spread your wings to fly.
Updated
4th Dec 09
I
Am by Andrew Blok
I am me and me is me
I wonder
how to open a door with no hinges
I hear footsteps in the distance
I see
a tall dark figure
I want to know who I really am
I am who I am and nothing
more
I pretend to be a tree waving in the wind
I feel the wind against
my face
I touch the dead leaves on the ground
I worry about the day I
will die
I cry when my relatives will die
I am Andrew
Hi
Claudia. Your poem is a bit heavy this time for the Poetry Zone I think.
Party
by Bethany Logan
I
went to a party
And remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink,
Mum
So I had a Sprite instead.
I
felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would,
That I didn't drink
and drive,
Though some friends said I should.
I
made a healthy choice,
And your advice to me was right,
The party finally
ended,
And the kids drove out of sight.
I
got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was
coming, Mum
Something I expected least.
Now
I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
The kid that
caused this wreck was drunk,
Mum, his voice seems far away.
This
is a poem to raise awareness about drinking and driving - IT'S WRONG!!!!!!
Updated
Nov 20th 09
A
Harmonious Age by Kabir Lal
Is it the land of the rising
dark
Where the darkness glows so bright?
Children run and play in the
park,
Because America takes off at a great height.
Soaring above all the
rest
She displays her famous plumage.
Black and white mingle together
To create a harmonious age.
Barack Obama shines so bright,
Promised he,
to set the world right.
His left hand upon Lincoln's Bible,
And his right
raised to receive blessing, tidal.
The first emotion was expectation by the
crowds around
Cheers shook the world,
"Politicians", said he,
his voice filled with dignity,
"You shall be judged by what you create
and not what you annihilate".
"Terrorists, you cannot stand up to
us,
We will grind your legacy to dust.
One day people will proclaim, terror
has totally gone away."
Deeming all of this right, Mother Earth filled
with pride,
At her blessed son.
Just as Obama said, "I am done."
Updated
4th November 2009
The
Swing by Nick Kost
The baseball was thrown
The
batter swung the bat
BAM!
The ball was gone
Homerun!
My
Soccer Poem on MLS Teams Galaxy and Crew by Graham Keynes
They are like cheetahs charging after the ball
undefeated champions of
the MLS
with only seconds to go the Crew kicks and scores
the game is
going into overtime the Galaxy might loose
But with luck there is a BOOM!
Beckham scores and wins them the game
With the crowd going wild the smiling
shiny cup
is given to the "L.A. Galaxy."
Done
Dishes by Claudia Taylor
I'll
drown my sorrows in dishwater
I'll wash my scars with Dawn
Take steel
wool to my wounds and
Maybe even mow the lawn
And by the time my sadness
goes
The dishes will be gone.
Palmolive
helps my loneliness
Sponges for my fears
Hot water for abandonment
A cloth to wipe my tears
But when the sorrow's past me
All the dishes
will be clear.
No
dishes never spotless now,
No stains for me to wipe,
No grease caking
the sheetpans and
No mess to make Mum gripe
No crumbs on all the steak
knives
No chunks of fruit gone ripe
When I'm sad I do chores ten fold
So what's the cleaning hype?
I'll
drown my sorrows in dishwater
I'll wash my scars with Dawn
Take steel
wool to my wounds and
Maybe even mow the lawn
And by the time my sadness
goes
The dishes will be gone.
Nightmare
by Claudia Taylor
Dream
dictionary, help me
Oh, all my thoughts are wrong
This boy is not the
one I love
But the dream carried on so long...
My
hair was choppy, my lips were thick
His elbows held my waist like a brick
I giggled but his breaths weren't old
He held a necklace colored gold.
I shivered as he took the ends,
Somehow to make a false amends
He unhooked
the clasp and laced it round
My neck, he groaned a naughty sound...
We
left into the night and
He murmured like an animal...
I
didn't want the dream to end
My mind took a bold and fearsome bend
To
suggest to me I loved this boy
To tell me to be cute and coy
I'M NOT AVAILABLE!
I said...
I just couldn't go back to bed...
If
Only You Touched My Heart by Joanne Dumerand
I can stare at him for hours or maybe weeks.
Focusing on his strong jaw structure
and imagining his big juicy lips sealed onto mine.
As he stands confident
and tall, just saying the words If only
could make me tremble and fall.
For his immense hands that I can picture wrapped so well around my waist causing
me to arch my back in further more.
Though I may be short as a regular chair
and he can be as tall as a ladder,
my heart for him only becomes advanced.
If only he had the chance to be inside of my body he would be able to resolve
all of my personal problems.
If only he can look deep within my eyes and
determine how I feel everyday.
If he had that one moment to talk to me I would
make sure he held me tight, look deep into his eyes and state, If only you touched
my heart
You can feel the loving blood pump very lightly and sweet like a
melody then finish it off with a stunning caress.
Updated
15th Oct 09
I
Wanna Be Yours by Abbie Jean Hassall
Let
me be your teddy bear,
That you can always hug.
Let me be your CD player
With a heart-shaped plug.
Let me be your red flower,
Lovely like a rose.
Let me be your disease,
So, like my love, it grows.
Let me be your chicken
curry,
Cause' you don't like vindaloo.
I got told you love me, boy
And I love you too!
Let
me be your chocolate bar,
I'll be there all the time.
Let me be your
Mercedes Car,
Just don't drink and drive!
Let me be your radio
And
your favourite song,
One last message for you, boy
I've loved you all
along
Flying
Turtles by Joe
Oh when the turtles fly, the world
As we know it would die.
When we see turtles in the sky, we
Know the end
of the world is nigh.
Poverty would be eliminated, but the
Whole world
would be intimidated.
Turtles aren't meant to soar high with the birds.
Flying high in the sky,
Just a green dot in the vast darkness.
If turtles
could fly,
I know that I would be
Finally mad.
Wake
up! by Sneha Chatterjee
Arise,
awake, arise, awake!
Don't let your mind float in a world that's fake,
Let your spirit climb in the dream mountain of life,
With the fire of urge
in heart to touch the sky.
Smile at the foe, just smile at the foe,
And don't ever cry when bleeds your toe,
Fight away the never-ending ocean
of sorrows and tears,
Sail across the blue waters with devotion and face your
fears.
Hold the rope, just hold the rope,
The divine rope of lord
that will never let you fall,
Keep the hope, just keep the hope,
Let your
soul reach your destiny, once and for all.
On
Religion by Claudia Taylor
You're
lovely as the skies, eyes blue as Jupiter, passion red as Mars
Hair dark like
time continuum, teeth twinkle like the stars
A hovercraft to carry us along
a sea of space
The vehicle replaces what are called the wings of grace.
You
don't speak of religion for it's taboo in your field
Einstein's quotes and
theories are the weapons that you wield
If Thor created thunder then your
bum created rain
Your blood is full of logic, every pumping, beating vein.
But
then suppose all this is fake: what then, in an unreal earth?
Did nothing
ever happen? Every death and every birth?
If it is all an illusion, then we
never really met
But even without reality, it's not something to forget.
Far
Away by Tio Lishomwa
As I look up to the sky,
I
don't know how, don't know why,
But I feel free, away from the rest,
Liberated
from the woe and the stress.
The evening light stretches on forever,
Turn away from it I will never,
It lights up the day with a glorious shine,
But nowhere near as bright as this smile of mine.
Though the skies darken
to the darkest grey,
I know that there's a nicer place,
Somewhere,
Somewhere far away.
Love Poem by Conor Durrance
Let
me be your hairbrush
We will have a crush
Let me be your teddy bear
Then I will never stare
Let
me be your hero
To save you everyday
Let me be your mate
So I can
say, Hey
Let me
be your date
I will not be late
I say this because I love you
Let
me be yours
Let
Me Be Yours by Liam Crawshaw
Let
me be your rose
Shining bright and red.
Let me be your nose
So I can
smell you're wed.
Let me be your heart
Beating nice and calm.
Let
me be your favourite song
So we can listen all night long.
I will always
be yours.
Let
me be your plug
Electric always stays.
Let me be your mug
Our love
always plays.
Let me be your big balloon
Helping you all the way.
Let me be your stencil
Draw me with a pencil
I am now yours.
A
Poem for My Sweetheart by Harry Blackburn
Your
hair is like silk
Shiny and free
Eyes like diamonds
They twinkle at
me
Your laugh
is contagious
Your voice a delight
I could never replace you
Try I
might
To me you
are perfect
In every single way
There could never be another
That
would brighten up my day
My
love for you
Will never die
So please don't ever
Say goodbye
Rowboat
by Josh Calvert
Let
me be your rowing boat.
I will keep you afloat.
Don't worry you don't
have to hurry.
If
you have a pencil.
I will be your stencil.
Let me be your hairbrush.
Just don't rush.
Let
Me Be Yours by Lauren Harrison
Let
me be your CD
I will play you everyday
Let me be your coffee pot
I will strip you when you're hot
Let me be that one-true love
I will wait
for your I do
My love for you is burning hot
Let me be your aeroplane
When you want to fly away
Let
me be your hairbrush
I'll perfect you in every way
Never say never
I want to be with you forever
When you say I love you
My heart skips a
beat
You are like a chocolate bar
You're so damn sweet
I
admire your face, every line, every groove
I touch your skin so soft, so smooth
Your love is like a lump off gold
Hard to find, hard to hold
You're the
one who makes me whole
You've captured my heart
And touched my soul
You send shivers down my spine
You whisper you love me I know you're mine
Love
by Josh Wall
Let
me be your hot air balloon
And carry you away
Let me be your teddy bear
So you can hug me all day
Let
me be your TV
You can turn me on and watch
Let me be your fairy tale
So I can be your prince
Let me be yours always
Him by Tio Lishomwa
Look at
how he walks and smiles,
Attracting attention all the while,
There's a
burning desire in my heart,
I knew he was the one right from the start.
Despite his funny ways and face full of delight,
Somehow I think something
isn't quite right,
How right I was, for the very next day,
A charming
girl comes and takes him away.
Why didn't I tell him before?
Why
didn't I ask just to be sure?
To ask if he loved me,
To see if he had
any feelings left for me.
Now he won't listen to anyone,
His smile
and charm are gone,
Not there for my eye, anyway.
So I sit here trying
to kill hours every day.
But if you are out there, dear boy of my dreams,
If you ever change your mind,
You know where I am, I am easy to find.
I want you to know that I love you.
Renaissance by Claudia Taylor
A
year ago, you were sort of like a ghost to me
Very new, strange, fascinating,
and perhaps unreal
But the effect you had was so odd, I had to deny it at
first.
I'd never felt this way before, as you sucked me into this awkward,
fantastic hole
We sat so close, and everything would get tighter as you
moved forward
I
remember when you thought it wouldn't hurt if you just leaned in a
few inches
closer
The word "affair" probably never once crossed your mind
I remember when we'd have those philosophical conversations, and you
always
loved my answers
It never happened anyway, so what was the use of the word
in the first
place?
Since
you were a terrible speller, I think it sort of amazed you
When I, science
girl, got up on stage and showed you I could damn good
spell
I think
you really liked me for that
And that's why you specifically congratulated
me
I felt special that day.
I
think I sort of amazed you a lot. You weren't in love.
I get it now.
Well,
let's make these months last.
I
Wanna Be Yours by Rebecca Janke
I
will be your rose,
The last petal will never drop.
But when I need a helping
hand
You'll supply the props.
I'll be your shield,
Protect you from
the thug.
But when I wake up in the night all I ask for is a hug.
Be
your teddy bear,
Hold me tight.
I will be your CD,
Fall asleep listing
to me at night.
When our love song plays,
Always dance with me.
I
will be your sweetheart,
For eternity.
I
will be your balloon,
Fill me afloat.
Feed me the chocolate,
On our
romantic boat.
Let me be your pencil,
For all your needs.
Just on
thing to say
Please …
Never let me go, never let me hide
For
I will love you till the end of time
Let
Me by Kayleigh Adcock
Let
me be your honey pot
Buzzing round you like a bee
Let me be your favourite
song
That's always played by me
Let
me be your chocolate bar
Really, really sweet
Let me be that chicken
wing
That special type of meat
Let
me be your plug hole
So you can turn me on
Let me be your very, very
special only one
Let me be your curry, hot like vindaloo
Because
you're everything in all you really do!
I
Wanna Be Yours by Samantha Davies
You
are like a curry, nice
Spicy and hot
Every time I want to tell you
I love you, my mind tells me not.
I say this because I love you.
Let
me be your hairbrush
I am always there
Let me be your balloon
I
will fill you up with air.
I
say this because I love you
Let
me be your chocolate heart
Nothing could tear us apart.
Let me be your
pencil so I can
Write down how I feel.
I say this because I love
you
Let me be
your teddy bear
Whose heart only you can steal
Let me be your rose, it
will
Never die.
Just hold my hand and this love won't be a lie.
I
love you
My
Love by Cory Norton-Wilkes
Let
me be your perfumed rose
A gift from me to you
Let
me be your one true love
I'll wait for your I do
Let
me be your hairbrush
Your hair shines like gloss
Don't
say you'll ever leave me
I cannot cope with the loss
I
want to be with you forever
Don't ever tell me never
My
girl, you are so beautiful
Your looks could change the weather
I
wanna be yours.
Let
Me Tell You by Kayleigh Duggan
Let
me be your snow chains,
To hold in all your fear,
Let me be your camera,
To hold and preserve your beauty,
Let me be your personal manger,
I will
never let you stress.
Let
me be your hairbrush,
To perfect you in everyway,
Let me be you're over
gloss,
I will never fade,
Let me be your chicken curry,
To warm you
with love and care,
Let me be the one you'll ever love.
Let
be your balloon,
The sky is our limit,
The world is a better palace,
With me and you in it,
Let me, let me, let me,
Let me tell you I love
you.
My
Love by Jack Perry
Let
me be your rose
So you can smell me with your nose
Let me be your plug
So that I can give you a hug
Let me be your teddy bear
As I will
always care
Let
me be your pencil
As our love is like a stencil
Let me be your chicken
curry
As you look like Andy Murray
Let me be your balloon
As I will
float all afternoon
Let
Me Be Yours by Stephanie Tyler
Let
me be your teddy bear,
So you can take me everywhere.
Let
me be your TV
So you can turn me on and watch me.
Let
me be your coffee pot,
When you're feeling hot.
Let
me buy you chocolates,
To keep you nice and sweet.
Let
me be your heart,
So I can keep you here with me.
Let
me buy you some roses,
So you can call your puppy Moses .
Let
me be your everything,
You're one and only every thing.
Let
me be your knight,
To guard you through the night.
Don't
let me go far,
So I can be your bright star
Let me be your dove,
To fill your heart with love.
But
not to forget let me keep you in my life,
So you might as well get on one
knee
then I can become your wife .
I
Love You by Jayden Mincher
Let
me be your fairytale
I'll deliver your roses
We'll hopefully soon depart
When you feel down and sad
I'll be straight to your heart
I'll
bring you chocolates
To enjoy on a rainy day
Let me be your bath plug
So our love will never drain away
If
the nights are dark and scary
I'll be your teddy bear
I will let you cuddle
My very scruffy hair
If
you promise to love me
I will always be there
I'll be your hairbrush
Brushing through your hair
I
LOVE YOU
I
Wanna be Yours by Kayleigh Duggan
Let
me be your snow chains,
To hold in all your fear,
Let me be your camera,
To hold and preserve your beauty,
Let me be your personal manger,
I will
never let you stress.
Let
me be your hairbrush,
To perfect you in everyway,
Let me be your over
gloss,
I will never fade,
Let me be your chicken curry,
To warm you
with love and care,
Let me be the one you'll ever love.
Let
me be your balloon,
The sky is our limit,
The world is a better palace,
With me and you in it,
Let me, let me, let me,
Let me tell you I love
you.
I
Love You by Rebecca Cattell
Let
me be your Teddy bear, take me everywhere,
When you're alone call me up on
the telephone
I'll be your Vindaloo if you'll be my rice and naan bread.
I'll
bring you a red rose straight from the shop, although
I got arrested by a
cop, please say you will be mine
Then we can travel through space and time.
Let me be your
lamp, shining in your heart
Try not to break me, I can't stand us apart
And don't forget this is coming straight from my heart.
Here's
a balloon from me to you saying how much I love you
I'll even get you a pet
baboon straight from the zoo.
You
get the pen and I will be your picture frame and
Together we can make a hall
of fame,
When you smile you make everything worthwhile.
Let
me be your favourite song playing in your
Ear all day long because this is
where you belong.
Even
though we're apart, you're still close to my heart.
I Love You!!
Curry
by Jamie Bailey
Let
me be your teddy bear
So you can take me anywhere
Let
me be your chicken curry
Then for dessert I can be McFlurry
Let
Me Be Yours! by Elizabeth Marsh
Let
me be your one true love
We will send a dove flying
Let me buy you a
bright red rose
That you will never see dying
Let
me put on your favourite CD
So we can dance around
Every time we take
a step
My heart starts to pound
Let
me be yours!!
Let
me be your teddy bear
You can squeeze me all day
You can fill me up with
passion
While we sail away
Tell
me to my eyes
That you will never leave me
We will stay together
Until I cannot see thee
Let
me be yours!!
This
Is For You! by Leah-Marie Trueman
Let
me be your pencil,
You can hold me all day long.
If you were my teddy
bear,
I would take you everywhere.
Let me be your honey tree,
My honey
is sweet and fresh.
If you were my curry pot,
I would keep you nice and
warm.
If you were my chocolate heart,
Everyday would be worth the start.
Let
me be your PC,
you can turn me on.
Let me be your CD,
I will play
on and on.
If I was your rose,
I would never die away.
Let me be your
bed,
I will never be far away.
Let me be your statue,
You will never
feel alone.
Let
me be your hairbrush,
You take me anywhere.
If I was your plug,
I
would never leave my socket.
If I was your pyjamas,
I would fit nice and
tight.
Let me your snow flake,
I will sparkle through the night.
If
I was the sun,
You would never have a rainy day.
Roses
are red,
Violets are blue,
And this little poem,
Means I love you
xxx.
Let
Me Be by Lauren Meadows
Let
me be your coffee pot,
To keep you warm and cosy,
Let me be your teddy
bear,
I'll never be as noisy.
Let
me be your CD player,
Playing your favourite song,
Let my shoulder be
the shoulder you cry on
When things in life go wrong.
Let
me be your roses,
As sweet as a rose can be,
Let me be your dream boat,
Bobbing on the sea
Let
me be your pencil
Writing down your favourite words,
Let me be your hairbrush,
Brushing out your curls.
Let
me be your curry,
As hot as vindaloo,
Let me be your ride
On your
dream hot air balloon
Let
me be your plug,
I'll always turn you on,
Let me be your heart,
I'll
never break in one.
The
last word is chocolate,
But I don't know what to do,
Everyone likes
chocolate,
And everyone likes you
Love
Poem by Jonathan Hall
Let
me be your teddy bear
Hold me close when you are scared
Let me be your
curry
Keeping you warm when you are cold
I could be your favourite song
In your heart all day long
Let me be your favourite food
Sweetening up
your life
Let me be the ocean
Washing away your worries
The calm after
the storm
I could be the stars and the moon
Lighting up your life
Updated
September 24th
Diary
by Claudia Taylor
In
what universe I lost
Every page at my own cost?
Live Journal daren't speak
my name
Beneath the sheep so fair and tame.
Every hand, and every fire
Burning strong my with desire
All the minutes I had spent
Writing to my
heart's content!
I must record all that you say
Every word of every day.
No kisses I could write about
No staring shall you not doubt.
Ah, then
you eyed me, I could dream
Everything is what it seems
My imagination
thinks you love me, too
I tell that to my diary - not to you.
Symbols
by Jenna Vaughan
A plant symbolises creation
The birth of something new
Everything has a meaning to it
Like
this poem from me to you
A light keeps out the darkness
So you will
no longer be scared
It brightens up the room
As there will be no more
despair
The air symbolises freedom
And a deep breath clears my
head
The smell of fresh cut grass in the morning
That I will never forget
A cross symbolises faith
And holds the strength within you
Some
people pray to god at night
I wish upon a star and pray that it comes true
A mirror is to show reflection
It shows your true identity
It shows
who you really are
And what kind of person you're meant to be
A
heart symbolises love
And who you trust most of all
I know this from
experience
It has a massive downfall
Friendships mean the most
They symbolise life by itself
Friends and family is what I live for
They will not be replaced by anything else.
Before June by Claudia Taylor
Carol,
she can't seem to lock her eyes with mine
But she's trying - I can try harder
for you, for Someone Else
I know she is hurt because of what happened
She asks me if I want to talk and I have to say no
There's Someone Else I
need to speak to.
Lilly says we should part ways and Charlotte too
Samantha
agrees, and Lucy is leading them away
I always was Outcast, it doesn't feel
weird sitting alone
I don't know if I've ever tried waving to the clouds
But I have looked at the moon and at the bacteria in my yogurt
So of course
I know what it feels like to be him. Do you?
Doesn't it hurt? Don't you feel
the pain? Please answer.
I need to know if it's gnawing at you, sir.
Don't
let me leave, Karl. I need to tell Ann I'm sorry. I am sorry.
Roger. Piece
together everything. All my poems... you might notice...
Karl. I'm nearly
crying at the computer screen and you can't see it...
Accept my infinite apologies,
sir, professor, teacher, my love...
I can't leave you before June.
Someone
Special by Jenna Vaughan
You believe in me
In everything I do
You say I have star qualities
You stand by me through
and through
When I have a bad day
With tears running down my face and
you look into my eyes
You hold my hand and smile at me
And say leave
the past behind
And as the day goes on
I seem to get more tired
But
one look at you
It's your heart I admire
It's your re-assurance and your
honesty
That makes me who I am today
I'm not a scared little girl
Feeling frightened day by day
But it's your heart I'm in love with
Your
soul feels so close to me
And I love you for who you are
Unconditionally
True Meaning of Love by Jenna Vaughan
For once in my life I was happy
And not alone
My heart was complete
I was looking forward to the unknown
You give me butterflies in my stomach
And your personality has shown through
You eyes showed me a picture
Of
the love that was me and you
You take my problems away
And my insecurity
too
Your sense of humour is priceless
That's why I fell in love with you
Your heart is made of gold
Your smile will always shine
Every time I
look at you
I can't believe your mine
I'm happy I've found someone like
you
That someone who has given me truth
The past is buried behind
That was the right thing to do
Love is accelerating forward
It's becoming
stronger every day
I'm lucky I have you
Because you keep me out of harm's
way
Updated
9th September 2009
The
Seashore by Sneha Chatterjee
Solitary
as I sing gazing at the seashore,
Sweet zephyr that I breathe in, feels like
qualms lie no more,
With my song joins the marine, the melody of the lyrical
waves so harmonious,
The blue diamonds, the sky and the sea being my extraordinary
companions.
The
white clouds so smooth, I gape all day and night,
In the grin of the sun,
in the glimmer of the stars,
Into the warm laps of mother nature,
Discovers
my spirit
The waves of serenity, tranquility and peace,
So awe-inspiring
and mystical, feels like the ever-flowing time has almost ceased.
Beliefs
by Abby Keffeler
I believe,
I believe in
doing well in
School,
Life,
And fulfilling my dreams,
I believe.
I believe,
I believe in
God,
Faith,
Hope and
Heaven,
I believe.
I believe,
I believe
The words of the Bible,
The
resurrection,
The birth of Jesus Christ,
I believe.
I believe,
I believe in many things.
I will always believe
In those things.
I
will never
Change my beliefs.
I believe.
The
Choppy Neuron Poem by Claudia Taylor
Neurons
feeling love and sparks
Electric pulsing beating beat
Fresh as daisies,
clean as parks
Dead as horses beaten, beat.
Nerve
cells kissing touching feeling
Sparks and light, electric light
And you
can't see they light the night
These nerves and nerve cells beating bright.
Myelin sheaths protect them all
Protect them all, and when we fall
They
boom protect our brain insane
The membrane insane
<melody>,
<m> <m> <melody>
Insane in the membrane! Insane
In the
brain. </melody> Insane.
Neurons
feeling love and sparks
Electric pulsing beating beat
Fresh as daisies,
clean as parks
Dead as horses beaten, beat.
My
Road Trip by Abby Keffeler
My departing place?
My mother's womb.
My destination?
God's kingdom.
My road
map?
The Holy Bible.
Updated
7th August 2009
The
Immortal Verses of the Immortal Soul by
Sneha Chatterjee
Pathway
to conquer our hearts he knew,
In the lake of gold he could make thee float,
Captured his words, the sights
Of unforgettable times in the past,
On
his plays, on his sonnets,
Is where his immortal soul still alive.
The
pioneer of the poignant dramatic lines,
Written down in the lost Elizabethan
era,
May thee pay tribute,
To William Shakespeare,
The extraordinary
emperor,
With his magic wand of timeless words.
(Hi
Sneha. Why not have a go at rewriting this as a sonnet? - RS)
What
I Thought I Would Never Say by Katie Heflin
I don't
belong here
I can't finish anything I start
Simply because I have no reason
to
No one will ever believe that
I am worth having around
And believing
in
So why should I waste my time believing it
I loved him so much
And it's so disturbing that I did
It was a forbidden love
But still strong
and intense
I don't think I ever wanted to feel the way I did
And I'm
just starting to realize
That I really did love him like that
But you
can't change how you feel
And I guess I can't let him go
Because I still
wish he was with me
As wrong and as gross as it is
I want him to want
me again
It's
That I'm in Love With You by Claudia Taylor
I
know that you knew
That I knew that you knew
That I know that I knew
That I'm in love with you.
I like that you like
That I love that you like
That we like what I love
That I'm in love with you.
It's cool that you
think
What I think what you think's
What you think that I think is
That I'm in love with you.
You won't sing that I sing
That you sing for
I sing
'Cause you sing and we sing
That I'm in love with you.
My smile
brings a smile
And we smile and our smiles
Cause my smile and my smile
means
That I'm in love with you.
I grow when you grow and I grow
More
than you growing taller and taller
Can catch up to you good why? It's
Simple reason it's growing it's
That I'm in love with you.
Woods
by Claudia Taylor
All
I know is gone for good
Hunting in a speaking wood
It closes one eye,
pulls a bow
To kill a deer or mute a crow
The weapon is unparalleled by
A sugary tooth of lovely high
As white as snow and like a blade
The blood
exposed in woodsy shade
Green light filters through the trees
Its eyes
are wild like the seven seas
Beautiful and calming, though
My boat is
rocking to and fro
Glimmering in a forest deep
It cannot ever go to sleep
Awake it stays all day and night
Bags are purple, skin is white
I spy
on it, the creature feral
Romantic face, frightening peril
I
Met God Today by Claudia Taylor
I
walked into the room
And sat in my chair,
I took out a pencil
Shook
rain out my hair.
I looked up and heard Him,
The knowledge He has!
He sat in an armchair...
I met God today in class.
Updated
15th July 2009
Outside
the Four Walls by Sneha Chatterjee
Viewing
the extraordinary colors of the springs and fill, dances my mind,
To the melodious
tunes of the astounding operas of Nightingale,
The sounds so soft like the
angel's harps,
Flows my mind like a feather in the gentle wind.
Sky
no longer remains blue, into turquoise and emerald it turns,
Streams uttering
out long verses in praise of my motherland,
Celebrating and announcing the
start of a new day is the sun,
And fascinated is my mind, as I go out of these
four walls.
Fading
Away by Katie Heflin
Sand washing swiftly beneath your
feet
Voices calling out
Just for some attention
Hopelessness is a
feeling that no one wants to feel
People just want to live and smile
But
we don't all stay happy
The oceans drift away
Just like your smile
The world fades
Sorry we couldn't let your happiness stay
My
Real Synesthesthetic Perception of Cursing by Claudia Taylor
Oh
curse, curse, curse
I ran away in the woods
I cursed my head off
I'm
sorry
I need to scrub my mouth out with soap
I feel like an ocean of cursing
curse
The oaths and pollutants came
Sputtering out in icy hisses
I
don't curse.
There's something wrong with me
But there's something wrong
with everyone.
Curses
look like licking flames
Fiery hues of the first Hell
In little spitting
punches of saliva
I'm salivating fiery little spews of
Anger and what-the-curse
They hiss and choke acidic yellow
And hot orange excretions of rust
If
I sing a curse it is smoky sulphur.
I taste blood faintly on my tongue.
I
swallowed too much fire
Can't digest
Have to go somewhere safe
Where
the fiery vomit can project
In a place of no harm
No, someone just shoved
It down my throat
They'll want to love me kill me if I don't
Eat the fire
they gave me
Synesthesia
makes cursing interesting,
At least.
If
There Was Any Way to Atone for His Sins by Claudia Taylor
Atone
yourself for meeting me
I love you all too much
It happened so quickly
I always want your touch
This morning you seek me
You looked towards the
floor
I caught you, you stared in
My eyes, they're just like yours
Regret
is in your eyes
I saw it soaking in
I know that I'm special
A credit
to your sin
If you were alcoholic
There sat sixteen old stale beers
I walked up to your desk:
A cognac of your fears
You
began to sing and
I didn't want to believe
There you were, staring at
Me, oh I was in trouble deep.
Next moment, I'm called on
You listen to
me speak
It's usually opposite
But you're just as intrigued
Open
Book by Claudia Taylor
She
is an open book
A canvas for a man
He sits and he watches
The student
should have ran
She knows what she wants now
It grades her by the hour
She watched him move closer
She's purer than a shower
Why
does he look at her
He grimaces, it's not okay
He fears her love creeping
upon him
It feels like this every day
Seducing his denial
He said
goodbye to his life
He loves her and he knows it
She's younger than his
wife
A voyeuristic
expedition consumes
All her dreams
Disgusted is her mind
He's given
her insanity
He sees it, in her eyes
Restraint is killing her
Confusing
temptation
An unintended lure
Accusatory
statements
They make her shout and cry
It's all the head's idea
But
he just can't see her die
He loves her and he knows it
He tells himself
once more
She can tell, she sees it
They're kissing in a war
Sleep
by Claudia Taylor
Head
swimming
"Let's look in the mirror, Claudia"
My legs pivot like
White ribbons out of bed
I do before and after
Not makeover or weight
loss
But sleep
Last
night -
Hair straight and long
For the most part nothing wrong
Excited
eyes with pupils dim
My smile was weak and close to grim
My limbs were
stiff, my cheeks were hot,
On my way to gruesome rot.
I
awoke to see my face
Pallid in a shining place
Big blue eyes the color
of
Deep oceans, and to them give love
I pulled on the green long-sleeve
Protective like a myelin sheath
My cheekbones protruded like feet on legs
Elegant, face fragile kind of like eggs
My hair was curled like Christine
Daaé
It was beautiful, if I may
Today would be a healthy day
If I didn't sleep another way
Updated
1st July 2009
Angelic
Purgatory by Claudia Taylor
I
sauntered in the blue room
I saw you standing there
Your eyes were made
of sapphire
Your voice was floating in the air
I thought you were an angel
Picturesque beyond belief
I thought you were a demon
This struck me through
with grief
I never
thought I'd love you
At first sight I repelled this thought
But then you
started dazzling me
And from there I would have fought
But your beauty
wouldn't let me
I couldn't break your shield
I marveled at your tactics
I guess love is a battle field
But
after all...
I should've known...
That I wouldn't be able
To sit in
your throne
And
after all...
Masochistic me...
You broke my bubble
You set me free
I
feel my blood pulse quicker, faster
The heat is racing up above
A hill
at a ninety-degree angle
To the pit of darker, my love
I tried to say
what a monster would say
But you're the real thing, standing here
Oh,
I could swear you were breathing the scent of my blood
You're so far away,
yeah, you're oh so near...
Don't
Look At Me by Claudia Taylor
I
look away.
I always, I always... look away.
And I fight, I scream,
I have to scream inside,
Have to scream inside my mind
To look away.
And I don't think you know,
Because you keeping, staring,
"LOOK AT
ME",
Looking, breathing, piercing
Me with your eyes I
Wish you
wouldn't stare so I
Could look away on my own.
The screams don't cut the
Cut, they don't cut it, it, the cut.
I have to see.
You never, you never...
look away.
Look away for once!
And I looked for once,
I saw you once,
saw you seeing
Me, I was there and you looked
At me like I was some ethereal
Vampire, or something, or an alien,
But so did you, so we were both?
We
were both,
And one and two was one
Two was one, one two
One... two...
one... two...
Through and through
The deathly grin is prismatic now
Shining teeth and white-rose lips...
My retinas burn in your own.
We know
what happened.
Silence. No more thinking.
Strange trains of thought off
tracks.
Trains crashed in the same spot:
It was a holy church of forbidden
desire.
Now, then. Let's get back on track.
Pretty tracks. Rusty, confusing
tracks.
"Shhh"
by Claudia Taylor
I
said "shhh" when you said "shhh"
On accident
And I
saw your face
It shot mine shot ours shot
To prove what we heard
You
stopped talking silence
Was in the air and I
Drivelled at your face you
Drivelled at my face in
Shock like electricity
Your voice began again
To speak, drivel science science
Explained everything that I
Needed to
know, and I
Needed to know.
Twilight
by Claudia Taylor
I
have to go now -
I must go all the way
All the way, the long way
Into
the twilight
Where everything is nothing,
I have to scream
I will
fill the void with
Blaring music of
Perpetual shade,
I'll press the
music to my
Eardrums till they bleed
And feathers cut until they die
On a blade that lures them in,
But this feather can't stay away
Nor can
it perish,
I turn off my iPod's backlight
And shut my eyes till it hurts
And push the headphones
As far as they will smash
My aching ears
And
restart the song if
I miss any part that
I was spacing out on,
But
I just need to listen
And from then I will shut up
To hear the quiet
And finally feel
At peace.
I turn out the light.
Updated
17th June 2009
The
Struggle by Abby Keffeler
Two
bows.
Two bows upon her head,
Two bows holding the bandage up,
Two
bows I see above her eyes,
Two bows I wish weren't there,
Two bows because
of the hole in her head,
Two bows I remember,
Two bows, the spectacular
speech vanished,
Two bows that are special,
Two bows, two aneurisms it
all fits,
Two bows I love as much as the woman,
My mom, the woman with
the two bows.
The Sky by Claudia Taylor
The
sky is enormous
Today I can hear accordions
Thrumming through the blue
They sing happy droning songs
The sky is always gorgeous
And lets me breathe
It is not a cage
You
remind me of the sky
You set me free
I can see myself singing
With
the accordions
Ascending into the sky
And hugging the air
I love the sky too much
Its perfection is heart-pounding
The sky sends
my heart adrift
You send it soaring
And at night the sky twinkles
With all the passion I can bear
And after the cool aloofness of
The
nighttime
Comes the boiling, sticky
Sweet sun arising
From below the
earth's flank
To Hide from the Witch by Sneha Chatterjee
With
the black holes and the blood thirst witches existing in the universe,
Frightened
is the morning soul walking forward in its path,
Not a single drop to wash
away the sins and the miseries.
A forest with the firewood and the witches
- his deadliest enemies,
On looking at this, to hide is what the soul decides,
The fears play with its puppets, the soul is scared,
The witches with their
spells cast forth their ugly dark magic,
And the soul looks at the painful
events of the world so tragic.
But Earth, it's a piece of land with the
dramatic plays of our God,
Where the "The End" ends with waves
of glory and joy, no matter what these villains do,
This, the soul realizes,
and now it says, "I'll be the protagonist of my life story,
I'll face
my fears, I'll drive away these witches and cast the darkness away".
In the white path of the soul, it travels with great faith and never ending
devotion,
And gains the knowledge of courage, like the depth of the deepest
ocean.
If thou art on the right path, why dare hide?
To arise and
touch the ray of golden light one should fight, fight, fight!
Never to hide
from the witches should be our decision taken,
To taste the flavors of freedom
and truth should be one's ultimate goal.
The
Aliens by Abby Keffeler
I
saw my brother's blackened face
I saw a man I didn't know
I thought…aliens
are real!
I began to think they replaced my brother
The brother I knew,
A month goes by,
I think again…aliens are real!
I saw my old brother,
he's back
I was living with the brother I knew
I once saw my brother's
blackened face, but now
I see the face before the,
Accident,
With
the gas and fire.
Massive
Thing of Words by Claudia Taylor
Doth
the pain caress my chest,
And let nowt to begin arise the love of loves?
Or the holy of holies,
Must thou muse at my divine temple?
This religion
makes perfect sense,
Sense, Sir, and sensibility,
And pride and prejudice
live with
The rest of beliefs.
Wuthering heights are the proper thing
This world needs if it has to live
In the moors.
For it has error. Error
is beautiful.
I am good with my flaws
As is anyone else
And I'll be
baffled if any other person
Can reciprocate before they knew me.
Summer
by Claudia Taylor
Summer
is creeping upon
My brow to furrow in exasperation
For the coming heat.
Summer
pedals
At frighteningly high speeds
On her huge, orange bicycle
Made
of pure H2O
And I'm afraid of drowning
When it crashes into me.
Summer
comes to consume
Something I want more this year
And I wonder how the
digestion went
When summer tumbles off.
I hope it doesn't end up in the
bathroom.
I'll have to clean up that hideous mess.
Summer
gives me the day I want
But not the quiet I need
That makes me want to
sink in the ocean
And arise in the sky.
Summer is too infatuated with
The blaring drums of its own pride.
Summer
brings her friends
Sun and Sky
I quite like them
But Summer forcefully
controls
Their happiness
And it's so joyful it stings my ears.
I wish
they weren't possessed
So they could act beautifully
Like they do without
Summer.
I hope
Summer took a vacation
To Pluto this year.
What on Earth are You Doing? by Claudia Taylor
I
watch the creature saunter, bodily hoist,
His ear a caressing blade,
It
begins to slice another voice,
But then resolves to fade.
The
sheerlegs of his eyes arise,
To see waters never tame,
Expressing censure
to my mind; chastise.
Why does he play this frightening game?
My
heart begins to climb my throat,
And elegantly it falls back down,
Because
acid is poured like a sizzling note,
Down my delicate tissues it moans.
His
eyes curiously travel my slender frame
Before he passes me,
His intrigued
glare looks confused, ha! As if I'm a dame!
The confusing eye-locking stare
reminds me of what used to be.
Updated
5th June
Truth
by Jade Murzyn
My will is fading
Too tired
of waiting
This feeling inside I cannot bear
This feeling just won't
leave I swear
I've tried many times before
Thinking, and contradicting
galore
I just won't stop I have to stop
Tired, unwilling, about
to drop
Why can I not?
Pugaco
by Carlie Trahair
there is a
place I know called Pugaco
and it will make you say Woah
when you see
the show with that guy named Moe
and his partner Jill who is dating Bill
he works at the mill and they make rice
and add in mice so then it tastes
nice
so go to Pugaco
Pugaco is the place to be
why can't you
see that it is right for me
to be there all day people often say
why don't
you go away but then I said
I don't want to be dead
or shot in the head
I just want to go
to the place I know
called Pugaco
Spelling
Test by Felicia Juliano
I
went to bed early
I got me some rest
Cause tomorrow
I'm taking a spelling
test.
I had a good breakfast
I knew how to spell
They were easy words
I tell you
Like well and fell.
I got to school
I put my backpack away
Looked over my words
And began to pray
I knew I would ace it
It was
an easy A
But too bad I found out
That it's not today.
Ode to My Pillow by Hannah Boren
I met you in Target, those many
days ago. I grabbed your
satin covered
feathers,
squishing you against
my body, creating
a new warmth. When
I got
home, I placed you
on my bed.
Every night since then,
you lay there, waiting
for me. Your feathers
supporting my neck.
Your cool satin relaxing
me from the tips of
my hair to the skin on
my toes.
Your squishy body forming
to every curve of my head,
reminding
me you'll always
be there to comfort me.
I
Will, Want, Wish, Wonder... Part One by Claudia Taylor
I
will not take my corset off myself
I want it to squeeze me
I wish it'd
constrict my innards out
I wonder what pains really are
I
will try to achieve intellectual high
I want to make my brain shiver
I
wish I could speak and entirely know what I'm saying
I wonder what sentence
could mean bliss
I
will never poison myself with anything lower than understanding
I want the
knowing to myself but to sympathizers, too
I wish my mind could be quiet
I wonder what makes this hard to figure out
I
will revel in the nature surrounding
I want it to dance with my heated soul
I wish this love would never come up for a breath
I wonder in what way this
could be achievable
I
will rise above the waters of teenage immaturity
I want my healthily pallid
face's soul to take flight with the
experienced
I wish I could give it
the best that it needs to be happy
I wonder why it is condemned to be trapped
in a world so horrid
My
Future by Samantha Norris
I am not what most would
picture as the result of the perfect upbringing for a child in the "land
of opportunity," but this is what has molded my character for the rest of
my life.
Persistent, determined, and hard-working is just the beginning.
The first in my family to make it to college right out of high school and still
fighting for the chance to have what everyone else around me gets handed straight
to 'em.
So many opportunities presented due to academic ability, but
financial and family obligations were always rising above, letting one opportunity
after another go unattended and forgotten.
Confusion and pain comes with
a broken home. "Why me?" I always thought. "What did I do to deserve
this life?"
A single, then remarried working mother with little
education, yet highly intelligent; a father with a mindset that says, "Money
means Love"; and grandparents and aunts that have tried their best to tell
me life is worthwhile; but still all this frustration, and asking God, "When
will it end? When will I rise above this circumstance? When will it be my turn?"
Not many young women my age have lived what I lived and seen what I have
seen, so they just don't understand. Their morals and values no longer exist in
their worlds and things that look like gems to me, look like petite, dull pebbles
to them.
Life as I know it WILL change and everything I have will become
prosperous. I know who I was, and who I was made me who I am, and who I am will
make me who I am meant to be, and who I am meant to be is ME; regardless of my
past, my present, my mistakes, my clothes, my shoes or my do's, I am who I am
and that is my future!
I
am a Sparrow by Claudia Taylor
I
am a sparrow.
Sparrows: they are plain
And simple.
Sparrows enjoy
the
Simpler rarities in life.
Sparrows, I think,
Are prettier than
robins.
Sparrows are not allowed
To nuzzle with the exciting
Wing
of an eagle.
What a pity it is.
He
is an eagle.
Eagles: they are mysterious
And powerful.
Eagles enjoy
the
Simpler rarities in life
(Like sparrows do).
Eagles, I think,
Are more striking than vultures.
Eagles have exciting wings
That sparrows
cannot
Nuzzle under.
Yet
I still wonder if,
I, as a sparrow,
Cannot go under
An eagle's wing
Because it is
Forbidden
Or occupied.
I do not know
And if that
eagle
I try to consult
He shall say nothing.
I Will, Want, Wish, Wonder... Part Two by Claudia
Taylor
I
will let Music live more than she should
I want her to kiss the tips of my
reality vehemently
I wish she existed so much that it was impossible that
she even could
exist
I wonder why I want this so badly
I
will take my share of love, thank you
I want to feel the warm glow of connectedness
I wish it were as easy as thinking
I wonder why something so great shouldn't
be
I will sing
until my heart dies
I want this joy to stay with me forever
I wish the
love could empower me without breaking my collarbone (or my
heart)
I
wonder how that man did so
I
will say, Mary is quite contrary
I want her to be mine
I wish I knew how
her garden grew
I wonder how the silver bells, cockle shells, pretty maids
all killed
her
I
will let my art overrule my mind
I want my mind to perish under the spell
of an idea being birthed from
my fingers
I wish my drawing could penetrate
the depths of the human brain
I wonder what would make this possible
Updated
22nd May 2009
The
Weather Gloom by Daniel Pitkin
The weather is so grim,
There is nothing to do.
It's raining outside,
The sky is not blue.
The birds are not singing,
The sun is not out.
There is nowt to do,
And to do, there is nowt.
I can't go out
In the rain.
I'd get
a cold,
And that would be a pain.
There is nothing on TV
The computer
is broken.
All my music is boring,
And all my toys are soaking.
The roof had a leak,
And flooded my room.
I can't go in,
All I feel
is gloom.
CRASH!!! That was thunder,
FLASH!!! There is lightning too.
Will this horrid weather never end?
My dog needs the loo.
Suddenly,
everything is quiet,
Thunder and lightning have stopped.
My leg is numb,
So to the window I hopped.
The rain has gone,
The sun is out.
I CAN
GO OUTSIDE!!!
Instead of doing nowt.
I say to mum,
"Can
I go outside?"
She says "Yes alright, but make sure
"That
the sticks on the beans are tied."
I get my shoes on,
And dash outside.
And… EWW!!! The grass is SOAKING!!!
All the water has come inside.
Texas
Flowers by Paige
Sitting
in my room I think
when will the flowers blossom?
I can wait and wait
the seconds tick by
soon my hope is fading
then it rains...
Knee-deep
World by Becca Halfhill
living
in a knee-deep world
with feet upon feet of expectations
you slip and
you fall, take a deep breath
you'll never make it to the top
no one will
save you, society won't allow it
the water's just a bit too cool
if only
someone were tall enough to reach to the bottom
breathe deeper
you reach
for the top to an imaginary hand
you're all on your own as your breath lets
out
your eyes are closed, no feeling at all
you float to the top, lifeless
then the cool air sends a chill down your back
your eyes open wide, you try
to touch the ground
only to find yourself living in a knee-deep world
My
Name by Valerie
They
point fingers to blame,
But nobody will tell,
What the poor thing went
through,
For it surely was Hell.
They
have no right,
To be condescending,
To fix their own guilt,
Their
hate never ending.
Different
doesn't make us,
The base of your falls,
Because it makes sure,
We're
not porcelain dolls.
We're
not all perfect,
We're not all the same,
Because when it's all done,
You'll remember my name.
Longing
by Bethany
Constant rain
pouring down
no end
in sight
creatures longing
for the sun
when will it come?
Constant people
rushing by
no end in sight
people longing
for
a love
when will it come?
Constant heat
beating down
no
end in sight
sand longing
for the rain
when will it come?
Constant
cars
speeding by
no end in sight
animals longing
for a break
when will it come?
Constant life
flying past
an end in sight
everything longing
for life to slow down
will it?
Untitled
by Amanda Hiett
We
used to go to church on Sunday mornings.
We'd get up early and go to Wal-mart.
You'd spoil me rotten, then send me home to my mother.
You'd even spoil my
little brother.
I'd wait for you to come get me.
At any hour of the night.
You'd read and sing to me.
Junie B. Jones and beautiful lullabies.
Your
long brown hair you'd wear in a bun.
The picnics.
The Flea Market.
The swing set.
Its been six years since I saw you last.
On my brother's
birthday you quietly passed.
I miss you so much.
Everything about you
made me who I am.
Dad says he sees you when he looks in my eyes.
My eyes
tear up as I let out a sigh.
"I am very proud of you."
Why?
by Amber C.
You tell me you're sorry
This really isn't
fair
You broke my heart
But why should I care?
I
can't believe this is happening
I honestly don't know what to do
It's
almost impossible for me to hate you
Why did you make her statements true?
I
know you're sorry
And you didn't really mean it…
But I can't help
but cry
This hurt, why can't I defeat it?
Your
touch was so amazing
I won't be able to let you go
Gosh, why did you have
to do this?
Why couldn't you just tell her no?
Sooner
or later, I'll get over it
I'm forcing myself not to cry
You're just a
selfish jerk
I'm telling myself that's the reason why.
Wonder
by Christina Lounsbury
The rain drips down the clear,
cold glass,
You're sitting against the dreary wall waiting for time to pass.
You're wondering why, why, why
Why did this happen to you?
You
fell for the lies he fed down your throat,
You kept all the letters filled
with love and loyalty that you wrote.
You're wondering why, why, why
Why did this happen to you?
The
moon shines through the long, flowing drapes
You're sitting against the dreary
wall wanting so bad to escape.
Escape from the depression you've been held
hostage in.
This is a game in which you can not win.
The
only possible way out is to forfeit,
The only way is to take the jump and
end it.
And everyone around you is wondering why, why, why
Why did this
happen to you?
Bothering Mind by Brigette
What
once was a girl with thoughts of dreams
Is now a girl with thoughts of screams.
I want to scream! There's nothing there!
I want to cry! I'm just in despair!
Please
help me! I can't do this alone!
I've tried music! I'm cold to the bone!
Someone needs to notice, needs to see,
what terrible mistake is happening
to me.
I've thought of things, no girl should.
And when I do it does
no good.
I need to leave all this behind,
but I can't because what's bothering
me, is in my mind.
Please
bring me some sort of salvation,
because my mind is running toward this temptation.
Do this, or forever my mind will be left in darkness.
Just save me from all
this pain and distress.
The
Door by Sneha Chatterjee
I
stand outside the door, waiting for so long,
From the mysterious sacred door,
I hear a beautiful song,
A song that touches my heart, deep inside my heart,
I say to myself, 'I think it's time to start'.
The time has come when
I
Would dream beyond the sky.
'Sky is not the limit,' is what I say,
Now it's time to start my life's journey all the way.
No ordinary door
it is, is what it seems to be,
Something's inside it, something very special
to me,
I've got this mysterious feeling, about the door I sense,
There's
something I want, something I love, it's so very intense.
It's the door
of success; I've figured it out,
The door about which I've dreamed all this
time,
It was here all this time, how come I didn't find it out,
I waited
and I waited, kept waiting all my life.
I start to search the key, in
the sea, in the sky,
In the river, in the town, in the garden, oh my!
I should've guessed it before, it was right here inside me,
In my heart, in
my soul, is the key that'll make me free.
The visions I've dreamed, the
commitment and the deed,
Finally realizing, that's the key I need,
The
confidence and the hard work, I'll have to make my thoughts wiser,
Oh! Thank
you lord, now I've got the answer.
Now I have the key, right in my hand,
My life's now turned into an amazing fairyland,
Inside the lock, here goes
the key,
The door of my heaven, the bliss, the glory.
Mrs
Puff by Andrew Gregory
Mrs.
Puff teaches boating school
she works all day and she's really cool.
Her
mood is always cheerful and glad
but when she sees Spongebob her mood changes
to sad.
Spongebob just wants to drive
but in the end, she's just happy
to be alive.
Freedom
by Ryan Tilley
Freedom,
freedom to succeed or to
Fail and crumble into tiny little pieces and
Freedom to decide whether or not to be in the spotlight or
Hide in the shadows
or
Mix in with the crowd
Freedom to live your life or to
Live their
life or his life or her life or no life
Freedom to walk the streets or to
Drive expensive vehicles
Freedom to travel here and there and
About and
around and all over
Freedom to live life
Freedom to practice customs
Freedom to pray to a god or no god
Freedom to live
Freedom is the American
Dream
Headphones
On My Heart by Rosemary Gurak
Hide
away in the coming storm
Escape into the twilight
A wraith
Who vanishes
When the light returns
Sleep
In solitude, in silence
Dreaming
Of one lost.
A
feather kiss
A lingering touch
All that's left
To remember.
Rip
it out
Tear it up
Plunge a knife in
To stop its frantic beating
Locking it up
And hurling the key
Into the abyss.
Drowning
out
The screaming
Of the condemned
With screams of her own.
Waiting
softly
In an empty bed;
An empty room
For the muse to return
And inspire
So
here I am
Flickering; a candle
About to go out.
With
my headphones
Over my heart
Drowning out
All of my dirty little
secrets.
Memory
by Becca Halfhill
like
a cold ice cube slips through the warmth of my fingers
I try to catch you,
and pull you back to me
but your memory is becoming harder and harder to grasp
as it slowly melts between my fingers, beyond my control
soon, you will be
gone
nothing but a faded memory in the back of my mind
like a raindrop,
you will come back to taunt me
as your soft, wet kisses run down my cheek
I find myself running away from the memories I once tried to save
rain, rain
will you ever go away?
Waiting
for a Sign by Amanda Hiett
The day is only Thursday,
but I'm waiting for a sign.
A single ring from the announcement line.
My bag is packed and ready,
I'm heading for the door.
I'll go home and
sleep tonight,
to see what tomorrow has in store.
The
day is now a Friday,
and the blocks move by so slow.
For my mind knows
at 3 o'clock,
the fun will surely grow.
The last bell rings so loudly,
like music for my cheers.
I take my cell phone of silent and put my buds
in my ears.
I'm
on my bus ride home,
with a big smile on my face.
Sitting beside these
friends of mine,
I never feel out of place.
So I'll turn the tunes up
loud,
start texting all my friends.
for tonight is the weekend,
and
now... let the good times begin!
The Happy Place
by Paige
The Happy Place is a magical place where everything
turns out right
Everyone is happy in The Happy Place,
There are no wars,
no one fights
The Happy Place is everywhere
Under water
In a tree
In the middle of the ocean
I love The Happy Place but you will surely see
That this Happy Place is deep inside of me
Updated
8th May
New
Shoes by Deanna Grande
I
got some new shoes
They're white and shiny
They're clean and crisp
Not dirty and slimy
Your
shoes are a mess
And my shoes are not
But there is something I must confess
These shoes make my feet really hot
My
feet are really sweaty
My toes are stuck together
These shoes are really
not built
For this disgustingly hot weather
Music,
Sweet Music by Abbey McDonald
Music,
sweet music
sweeps through the air
escape from reality
that place
of despair
Music, sweet music
rings through my ears
away goes the
heartache
away goes the tears
Music, sweet music
take me away
erase these memories
let me start a new day
Music, sweet music
I am
right here
I need an escape
away from these fears
Music, sweet music
I'm finally free
only for a moment
that's good enough for me.
Purple
by Megan Scott
Purple
is me
Simply girly and bright
Purple is sunshine
Setting at night
Purple is fresh
Clear and clean
Purple are robes
Worn by the queen
Purple is a light
Leading the way
Purple's my colour
and it's here
to stay
Music by Claudia Taylor
Music:
the science of establishing cosmic order.
Music: a universal art form throughout
earthly culture.
Music: the manufacturing of heavenly noises.
Music: insanity
in the form of spherical perfection.
Music: screaming your life into the chilly
air where it freezes.
Music: vibrations in a dusty atmosphere.
Music:
stabbing all evil and forming a sculpture from chaos.
Music: reality in a
four-dimensional atmosphere.
Goodbye
by Megan Scott
I
know that I don't say it
But I love you very much
I know that where you're
staying
The angels keep in touch
To me you are country
A wall that
never breaks
I lean on you for confidence
And help with my mistakes
You fix me when I'm broken
Pick me up when I fall
I probably took it for
granted
That I could just give you a call
The photo of you is standing
I feel Gran's hurting pain
She lost someone she lived for
Someone who
was her all
I hope that I'm your angel
Someone who you can trust
Because
to me in a friendship
That is a must
You'll always be my country
My wall that never breaks
I'll always look to you
For help with my mistakes
Confidence is no problem
Now you've helped me through my fears
But one
thing I know certainly
We've not used all our tears
You still fix me when
I'm broken
Pick me up when I fall
And I hope for you one day I can do
it all
Knowing
I Knew Thee by Elsa Martinez
May
I ask why everyone must dread thee?
Thou art more admirable and more fair,
If thou art full of wonders thou must be,
But nothing less than life, I solemn
swear
I've seen thee give life to many roses,
But yet, I question if thee
will not fade,
And is pleasing the glow thou composes.
By chance, or maybe
nature's untrimmed shade,
But thou'st eternal quest shall yes remain.
To wondrous miracles thou have performed,
Turning this black world to a candy
cane,
To finally bringing peace thou informed.
So long as thee remains
or eyes can see,
I will be at ease knowing I knew thee.
Let's
Find Adventure by Sneha Chatterjee
All the world's
full of dreams and wonders,
Filled with lots of thrills and adventures,
Life's full of challenges and thunders,
With the mystical powers of mother
nature.
More adventure, more the fun,
And here is the smiling sun,
Don't worry if you get injured,
Turn every challenge into an adventure.
You don't have to try bungee jumping,
Or have to climb the Everest all the
way,
All you've got to do is be brave and stop dumping,
Who knows what
will happen to you the next day?
Don't just sit there and wait,
For the
adventure to find you,
Get up! break free! There's no need to wait, there's
much to do,
Find adventure, and make all your dreams come true.
If
My Dinner Came Alive by Felicia Juliano
If
my dinner came alive
I don't know what I'd do
I'd probably scream and
run around
What about you?
My
chicken started clucking
And my broccoli started to talk.
My meatloaf
got up and stretched
And on my plate began to walk.
I
don't know what's causing this nonsense
How did my dinner come to life?
Even my fork came alive!
Then the spoon, and then the knife!
Maybe
I am crazy!
It must be all in my head
Then as I looked over the table,
All I saw was dancing bread.
Colors
by Deanna Grande
Green
is my favorite
Lime to be exact
Tye dye is just gross
A little to
abstract
Brown
is too woodsy
And yellow is just as bad
Orange is way too ugly
But
green is really rad
Purple
is kinda cool
Blue is kinda lame
But green with black
Is totally insane
Without
You by Laura Graves
I
can feel the rain on my skin
your voice hits me like a compelling wind
when I know that your around
all my worries just hit the ground
I need
you like a kite needs wind
without you my world doesn't spin
when all
was lost
you were found
I was nothing before you came around
so I
guess what I'm trying to say
is thank you for making my day
because without
you I'm incomplete
you're the rhythm to my every heart beat.
Stop
Fighting by Megan Scott
The
voices kept on rising
The screams they filled my home
The tears flowed
down my face
I'm feeling all alone
A part of me is missing
I'm empty
without him
I wish they would stop fighting
And making such a din
I head into the kitchen
Hear screams break out up above
I try to block
the voices out
It is not good enough
A part of me is missing
Stolen
from my heart
I wish they would stop fighting
My family's torn apart
One sad thing is another
And one argument leads on
They try to act happy
When do they think I was born
A part of me is missing
The days now feel
too long
"I wish we could stop fighting
it drives me up the wall.
A part of us is missing
give the counsellor a call."
At least I'm
not the only one
my father feels it too
My mum cries out
"We're
sorry!"
The arguments are through.
Updated
24th April Haiku
by Suhas Narendrula
Lightning
by Stephanie Broe
A
clash of thunder arose
painting the sky a luminous purple.
The lightning
painted the sky and filled the night
as the moon ascended
to a hiding
place in the sky,
as the thunder and lightning clashed violently.
You Make Me Happy by Claudette Sanchez
You make me happy with your smile,
You make me happy with your sense
of style,
You make me happy with your poems,
You make me happy when we
talk,
You make me happy when we walk,
You make me happy when you joke,
You make me happy when you sing;
even though you're not a good singer.
You make me happy everyday,
every night.
You make me happy just because...
You always make my day...
Impossible
by Daniel Perez Valido
My hopes and dreams
Difficult question
The true thing is that
I don't
know
what
are my hopes and
dreams
But what I know is
that I want
you
to be in my dreams
my hope is that you
never
leave
But we know that
is
IMPOSSIBLE
IMPOSSIBLE
No
Purpose, No Reason by Marissa Valdez
In
a state of restive, I am unable to breathe
My firm hold on gospels are failing
to uphold me
The back of my mind describes an unwept person that I believe
In a state of restive, I stand to you with a plea
In a state of restive, shill
me into your game
Harness me into your life, brought to me for sustain
Give me something in love and then give me your name
For I am in a state of
restive and you bring me no shame
The
Girl I Love So by Ryan S.
Her
eyes just as bright as the shining sun,
The dimples as big as her caring
heart,
To be with her I wish this could be done,
To love her enough
I wish I could start.
She as pretty as the morning sunshine,
One more
last hug from her will make my day,
Her personality as sweet as wine,
To be with her one last time so I pray.
Personality being her best dish,
To care and love for her was all I knew,
To have her here in my arms so I
wish,
Wishing on shooting stars all I can do.
To tell that I love her
was not a choice.
As of now I no longer have a voice.
Winter
by Samuel
Cold
sickened
The sun shines feebly
On frosted fields
Sinking
It
vanishes
Leaving the vast sky eggshell blue
Then
sky devouring night
Advancing ever west
Brings a shadow of black velvet
And sprinkles the darkness with stars
The
spread of blackness
Rejoicing in its harsh beauty
Sucks warmth from
the land
Sending cold ice
To freeze the warm heart
Of the country
The animals shiver in their stalls
The trees
Encased in ice
Sleep like hibernating giants
And men
Stewards of this beauty
Huddle
in stuffy holes
Unaware that God
The master painter
Scattering
stars
Shining in darkness
Sent rest on the earth
And only the moon
smiled
My
Most Painful Love by Melissa Pena
On the stormy grey
day you went away,
Crystal clear pure tears were shed from my face,
How
will I survive without you today?
I stand here longing for your own embrace.
The things I shouldn't have left unspoken;
All the memories I can't remember;
Leave me with my heart bleeding wide open
To see your pale eyes again glow
amber,
Would fulfil my most genuine of wills.
To you I said I would not
bid adieu.
I've made you a promise that remains still,
When spoken it
was true I hope you knew.
I'll remember you even if it pains,
My love
for you will forever remain.
The
Narrow Way by Samuel
From
rocky summit's vista grand
Life's path runs errant back
Where many mountains
conquered stand
Outlined in craggy black
And
many yet stand guard ahead
Imposing, harsh and gray
Their towering crags,
cold, stark and dead
Blocking the narrow way
Their
languid mist filled gullies hide
A thousand sorrows, griefs and trials
The path is set on every side
With Satan's dangers darts and wiles
To
face this straight and narrow road
Our feeble strength is far too small
We cannot bear our heavy load
O'er any summit half as tall
In
Jesus' death our hope is found
He bears our load of sin
And Jesus guides
us when the ground
Grows rough and night draws in
I
will not shun the steepest climb
I'll walk the wildest path
He'll keep
me to the end of time
Beside me to the last.
Love
Me Back by Stephanie C.
Never
a day that I don't think of you,
Hard to believe by the way I act, no?
The way I feel though, is completely true.
That feeling you get from cupids
arrow.
Nothing
so fair has ever caught my eye.
The chance to look at your fair skin, I can't
pass.
One kiss from you and my stomach will fly,
One look from you and
my heart will beat fast.
One
day you'll see how much there is in me,
I'll draw it in the skies or in sand.
Just for you, I would carve it in a tree.
Just baby, eternally, hold my hand.
Love me back
and you'll complete me indeed
Love me back and that's all I'll ever need
I
Want You by Jose Elias Padilla
I
want you when you are with me,
I want you like nature needs the sun
I want your lips,
I want to taste the sweetest candy in the world,
so
for that I taste
your lips.
I
want you next to me,
I want you with all my heart,
I want you when I
hear birds sing,
I want you to never say goodbye,
I want you like oxygen
into
my lungs.
Songs
of the Day by Will Mantell
The
hummingbird sings.
Car wheels skid, and a heavy metal carcass slides across
black ice.
Children scream.
The hummingbird sings.
A trigger clicks,
a bullet whizzes through dense air,
a gunshot booms, a grown man cries.
The hummingbird sings.
Lightning crackles, the tall tree crashes to the ground,
pulling sparking wires with it.
The hummingbird flies to another tree,
finds its perch,
and begins to sing again.
My Way by Ji Yeong Yoon
Again
and again and no-gain
There was time to go
You and I roamed and roamed
in that room.
Detachment from you made me creaky
It was queer,
Flickering
everything ceaselessly.
Again and again and no-gain
There was a storm.
You and I lingered and lingered with that link
Solitude made me crazy
Absurd, isolation means nothing.
Blowing out everything ceaselessly
A-gain
and a-gain and no-gain.
Video
Games by Gretchen Bishop
You hitch a ride with us every
day
You are my closest friend
You ask my dad if I can stay a while
It pleases me when he says yes.
You turn on your Wii,
We talk and chat
While you beat me at this and that.
Your mom calls me her future daughter
in-law
But I know it's by just what she saw
But best friends getting married
should be against the law.
The video games dance across the screen
I
can't remember what we just played.
I ask you what your problem is when you
blank out on me
You shake your head and say "Just thinking of what we
could be."
It's nothing new you've said it before.
I don't take offence
to it any more.
You mean what if your mom was right?
Would we do the same
thing we do every night?
Playing video games at your house or taking walks
around the park?
Chatting and hanging out in my room until dark?
Watching
wrestling or movies
Talking on the phone for hours on end?
I'd rather
you be just my Best Friend.
Gone
by Megan
Tears
stream down my face
As I stand in the road
Wondering if he cares.
The
phone rings; It's him
He says he loves me
The phone goes off
The
bottle is half empty
For so is my heart.
I miss him so much...
Should
I?
I think so....
The
glass of water falls
As I hit the ground
I hear the sirens
For I am
gone.
My heart
pumps once more
For my breathless life was taken
by a speeding van.
My Sweet by Kimberly Gooden
How could my eyes depart from his sweet face
My heart throbs in my chest
with love longing
My cheeks turn rosy pink within this place
When in his
eyes I look, our love takes wing
I could not live another day without
Only his love could ever get me by
Within my heart I have never seen doubt
For he will always be right by my side
The sweet smell of his hair sweeps
me away
He knows me exactly, all that I am
Coming to this I don't have
words to say
What we do goes to the beat of our jam
He and I, we are just
like our own book
We are bound together with just one look
Great
Storm by Sarah Davey
As rain falls down on the deadened
land,
I look out at the sky, a cloud-ridden black.
A storm hurtles, lightning
menacing with gold,
And I keep staring, never to turn back.
The wind
whisks everything into its grasp,
Life of every form, animal and earth.
They whirl in constant circles; spinning, spinning,
While the gale laughs
in his malicious mirth.
Thunder roars, rumbling on the horizon,
A
deep bellow so loud, not just to us Men.
The very earth shakes; Nature cowed,
And I'm quaking, never to still again.
Heaven's
tears spill from the darkened skies,
I stare with round my neck, terror a
great rope.
Welcome to my life; sorrow my burden,
While Grief grins in
his terrible loss of hope.
For Everybody by
Carlos Alberto Zuniga Mata
Hopes and Dreams,
To be
happy when I grow up,
Graduated, have a good
Family.
For my
family,
Have money, be in peace,
Be unique, Love each
Other.
For my school,
Have good teachers,
Like the ones we have right now,
Be in peace, learn.
For the world,
Always recycle, don't have
World War,
Respect the traffic signals,
Those are my hopes and dreams.
Pecking Order by Beka Nanson
On a super hot day I always get a whim
To dive in the pool for a long relaxing
swim.
Both my brothers are giving the weeds a trim.
But here I lay, relaxed
from limb to limb.
The outlook for them looks very grim.
But for me, the
day seems truly great!
I know you're thinking, how do I rate?
I'm the
youngest you see, it is my fate.
To not be made to participate!
For being
the youngest has its perks
Sorry, I'm not trying to sound like a jerk.
But I'm sure my time will come,
When it's my turn to pitch in and help some.
But for now, I'll just lay here and rest
Because I know that I have it best!
Two Friends by Ariadna Valdes
Is there a relation between two friends?
When they accommodate a love
is born,
The love increases lots and never ends
Lighting a new flame that
will always burn.
Happy and sad we will be together
Walking tall
towards a better future
Sharing occasions that last forever
Learning lectures
of colossal measures
Help each other reach their destination
Following
the same wonderful aspect
Celebrating together their mission
Giving happiness
with love and affect
A sincere help is a great friend today
That
is always here and for everyday.
I
Close My Eyes by Will Mantell
I
close my eyes.
I close my eyes and the world comes alive.
Above me,
motors roar as the gods hurry to whatever their next destination is.
On my
left, I hear the shuffling of a small quadruped rapscallion, scampering and sniffing
and digging, digging.
To the right, a brook babbles gently.
Behind me,
a silent fortress lies.
A cool spring breeze arrives, reminders of an early
April day.
The first gust brushes my face, the second tickles my ankles,
both flowing, flying away as quickly as they came.
Now the gods in their
cars again.
Now the muffled chirps of birds atop their trees, and the loud,
acrid chirps of a certain quadruped, and then
I open my eyes.
It is a
dreary, gray, February day. Ice on the ground, wind in the air.
My dog comes
into sight. There he is, barking, digging away.
Above me, an airplane flies,
its motor piercing the air.
Behind me is my house.
The birds have stopped
chirping and the sweet rustling of water in my mind is a distant memory.
Killer Vamp by Gretchen Bishop
Vicious Killer, How could you?
Kill the people who knew you?
Others
loved them as you loved me,
Yet you used there blood to feed.
Vicious
Killer I should hate you
For every single bloody thing you do,
Yet your
heart you promised me
Despite not being the beauty I should be.
Vicious Killer how can this be?
Have you put a spell on me?
For some reason
I do not know
I am unable to let you go.
Vicious killer end the lies.
For it is you my kind despise.
They come for you but I will but my humanity
on the line
My precious bloody valentine
Beloved Killer here they come
We will not try to run.
Updated
20th February 2009
Live
Green by Jade Murzyn
We
must save this world!
Recycle, Reduce, Reuse.
It isn't easy but we need
to keep clean
This world is where we live; let's lean toward green
Plastic
bottles flying around, trash everywhere.
So start picking up for this world,
it's only fair
What about global warming, do you think it's true?
Promise
yourself, "We won't waste away our world"
Save the only world we
live in for many years to come
We can lean toward keeping green give it a
try
If you don't this world could die!
Loneliness
by Sneha Chatterjee
I
see the river of my tears that flows by,
Like being lost in the middle of
the ocean and the sharks being so close by,
Never been hit so hard, it's better
to die
Than shed my tears like the leaves in the autumn
And bear the needles
under my feet.
But when eyes are closed, I smile,
Every time when
I look at my lord's divine shrine,
No, I'm not lonely am I? God, you are here
with me,
Let my eyes dry up, let my soul be free.
What
Do We Look For? by Makiah Eveland
What
do we do when people fight?
We are sidetracked and we can't see the light.
Bombs
flying through the air, sparkling like fire.
Showing some soldier being liars.
What
can we do to fix this?
We can't just march around playing "Tempest".
We
have to show who's boss,
and who is most likely to get lost.
You
have to see what I see,
When people are being attacked, trying to flee.
Angry
fighters attempting to kill,
maybe even doing it just for the thrill.
Have
people seen the crime?
The blood oozing like nasty slime?
Do
they even seem to care?
Or do they just sit and stare?
What
would you do if you saw it first-hand?
The rage and fighting on no-mans land?
The
peace that is needed is a life-preserver,
helping bring back life that we
want to keep forever.
Lake
Scene by Justin Pergolini
Under a desert sky,
a woman wraps her babe.
Her dark face stares onward,
where no trails can
be found.
Under a desert sky,
children run among the tents.
They
laugh as the sun sinks
and all fades to violet glass.
Under a desert
sky,
a man gathers palms and dates.
He then sits along the water
and
recalls his aching heart.
Ruins by Samuel
Mackereth
Sitting on a broken wall
In a marketplace
Where no lively bustling stall
Ever shows its face
Sitting
'mongst the sad old ruins
That kiss the waiting ground
Walls that have
seen so many moons
That time himself lost count
What
is this town so grand and proud?
What is this weathered stone?
This empty
place is naught without
Someone to call it home
You
palace crowning yonder hill
Where are you're subjects now?
You time cracked
gods, was this you're will?
That none to worship bows.
Shame!
Man-made gods you are but stone
There's none to praise you here
In fallen
shrines you stand alone
Worthy of scorn not fear
You
baths! Where are the idle men
That rose from you're steaming pools?
You
tavern! Dusty drinking den
Where are your drunken fools?
You're
town is dead and gone now
You're town is dead and gone
Another town in
the vale below
Has long outstripped this one
Sitting
to watch the setting sun
As sounds from the busy road
Echo among the silent
ruins
Of another, older, world
Snow by
Samuel Mackereth
White
Fresh
Soft
Cold
In the morning
Tracked
Sculpted
Enjoyed
All day
Wet mush
In the evening
Brown mush
In the morning
Snow
Asano
by Justin Pergolini
A winter night,
a man sits
alone and laughs
at a joke he made.
Tall trees,
shake underneath
the moonlight
only they can hear him.
The wind whips along -
the man sits up straight and bows
his weary head.
Moments
of the Past by Jordan Wilson-Dalzell
Longing
for ocean where she swam as a child
for the crystal sparkling depths that
lifted
her body up and gently set it down
floating her away from new born
cries
and the pain delivered by the bottle.
The
grimy streets filled with children
chasing each other down alley ways
and the hot day relieved with
an ice cream shared between three of them.
The
chaos of creating a feast out of
chicken ,rice and tortillas- laughter
and crude jokes ringing against
the background of poverty.
Missing
the feel of the muddy dirt
freezing her feet in the cold winter
after
a rain - the feel of freedom
beyond chain link fences.
I Knew a Man by Samuel Mackereth
I knew a man who went sometimes
To test the ice of arctic climes
Where, camping in a simple crate
He'd watch the frozen sheets abate
Hoping
to give the world some warning
Of the effects of global warming.
He paddled
there by bark canoe
To spare the world from Co2
Of polar bears he met
a few
Tipped his hat, said "How'd'ye do"
The bears were too
astonished to
Conceive of tipping his canoe
For years he'd live on frozen
fish
A tin a day his only dish
For he was always loathe to waste
His
money on expensive tastes
He did great service to the nation
Providing
useful information
And he was always proud to say
He did this service
free from pay
But grief it was to his soft heart
To see no shame upon
the part
Of power hungry politicians
Who obviously had different visions
Than power from a greener source
By mixing oil with Worcester sauce
He
plagued them with insane petitions
For government funded expeditions
To
visit the extremes of earth
To look for data hardly worth
A single penny,
let alone
A multimillion dollar loan
And so he lived and so he thrived
Where you or I would not survive
One day, he lived at ninety-four
And
if he'd lived one minute more
His heart would have been broke to see
A
sudden change of one degree
But being so abnormally old
That very night
he died of cold
That vital change of one degree
Was really minus one you
see.
Unreal
by Kelseigh Hofmeyer
I'm
very hungry
I don't understand this pain
Whoosh! Breeze through my shack
Happiness is very rare
Bread isn't enough for me
High Ho, High Ho by Kuds Hia
High ho, high ho, high ho
My dreams are tall, nothing below.
High ho,
high ho, high ho
Rolling is our life, we all know.
High ho, high ho, high
ho
Across the lake of cultures we row.
High ho, high ho, high ho
We
fail, we succeed
Have, have our go.
High ho, high ho, high ho
Climb
up your dreams
Climb up the note do.
High ho, high ho, high ho
We
reap what we sow.
High ho, high ho, high ho
Life is so, shall be so.
Catch
a Dream by Jordan Wilson-Dalzell
Catch
the red stars as they fly across the sky.
Watch them fall to the snow
to be picked up in your little hands.
Dream nothing is impossible.
Night
by Justin Pergolini
Yellow lights
waving to me
from the cold
and lonely night.
The wind whistles now,
with a
gentle hand it nurtures
my weary mind.
I breathe in crisp air
and then study the heavens,
hoping to see stars.
Five Year Old Happiness by Jordan Wilson-Dalzell
The
way her eyes light up to see me
racing headlong to jump into my arms.
Her weight against my hip as I pick her up,
the smiles that spreads across
her face,
mixed with innocence and contentment.
Fake
Smile by Jordan Wilson-Dalzell
My
smile glints of the window and bounces back.
No one sees the tears I cry to
my pillow at night.
I laugh barely aware of what I find is so funny,
my
emotions collapse on me in the fading light.
I'm
happy at school or at least I think I am.
I have friends I trust but something
feels missing.
Driving in the car and my insecurities slam [me],
everything
isn't so great anymore- my moods shift.
I'm
so afraid that I'm losing myself to popularity games.
Games that I make a
serious effort to not play.
Caught up in scoring points and remembering names.
It's so hard to not let myself slip up .
I'm
the loudest sharing jokes in class with friends,
by the end of the day, I'm
so tired from facades, my voice has fallen silent.
I feel wrong for loving
the adrenaline of being good at competing for this.
It feels like a struggle
to put a real smile on my vase-war that's not violent.
Updated
12th Feb 2009
When
the Rain Gods are Happy by Sneha Chatterjee
Feels good when the blessing drops give us smiles,
The earth stands still
as it enjoys the bath so sweet,
Like the rest in the journey of a thousand
miles,
Our lovely friends with wings look for shades, I just love the silent
tweet tweet,
And also the ones without wings, come clean together.
Purple clouds sing loud their thunder song,
The winds rejoice and bring out
the thrills and adventures,
As they invite me to step out after so long,
To come clean with my comrades, to get closer to the nature.
The time
seems to slow down, when the rain Gods are happy,
New melodies compose and
arise from the beating hearts of the magicians,
The paint brush turns into
the fairy's magic wand and paint such masterpieces.
The sun seems to cool
down, the change is so lovely, I admire so much.
I love when the rain
drops tickle my skin,
All wet, all clean, all pure, like a sweet dream,
Waves of happiness surround the neighbourhood,
So, come clean & feel mother
nature's miracle, the blessing of the rain gods.
Updated
30th Jan 09
Wishing
Dreams by Jordan
Oh,
if I could run free with the wild horses
I'd run and I would keep going and
never stop.
Oh, if I could keen with my brothers the wolves
I'd cry sorrow
and call for the freedom we lost.
If
I could pick up my legs and just gallop away
my footprints would be pounded
in the earth eternal
If I could hunt with my pack, coexist as one
our
cries would be recorded in a wild journal.
Oh
if I could race out my heart and challenge the wind
Even if I lost, my loss
would be mine to own
Oh, If I could speak the name of a word to feel its birthing
roots
If freedom were the word - then I am coming home.
There's
No Obscurity by Astrid Sardiñas
As I gaze into
his liquid gold eyes,
Poetry radiates from his warm soul
His lips brush
mine and I soar through the skies
Passion seizes me; I loose my control
An amalgam of thoughts pierce through my mind
There is love, trust, yet I
feel petrified
I know destiny; our fate's intertwined
But what if he's
a dream, one I'm denied?
A thousand years I could spend with those suns
Amid his presence I've conquered all realms
I've witnessed beauty that forever
stuns
And have basked beneath his forest of elms
Then and there, I grasp
truth with clarity
He's in my arms; there's no obscurity
Politics
by Bryan Arias
The
world of politics
It's a different world
Different from mainstream society
Different like night and day
D.C is the capital of the political
world
Republicans and Democrats
Elephants and Donkeys
Left and
Right
Most people pass C-Span while surfing the TV
Here, people
have risen and fallen
Like life and death
Spitzer, Blagojevich to name
a few
It's a different world.
Confused
by Olivia
Write
a poem about a feeling-
What if I am not
feeling anything?
Yugh.
Life is sometimes like
a busted zipper-
stuck.
Curling up in a
question mark shape
on the couch
with a chilly bowl
of sweet ice cream,
I wonder.
The chocolate chips and walnuts
are bumps in my cheerfulness.
I am trying
to figure it all out,
understand those problems
that are
battling
inside my mind.
Never
Let Go by Chelsea Romanchuk
She
lay in bed,
The covers up close,
One hand clenched tight,
The other
held the music that soothed her soul,
Dug in deep and twisted her stomach.
Her eyes shut tight,
Her heart a single beat.
There used to be a rhythm,
A drumming of two.
But the second beat,
The second beat left.
And no matter how hard she fought,
The ocean poured through the cracks in
the corner,
Slid down her nose and quenched the pillow case.
She
thought of him,
He thinks of her.
And no matter how hard she willed it,
His face won't go away.
Her heat sinks deeper, emotions stay strong.
She
turns now to face the wall,
Like the blank slate that paves her face
She'll
hold it back, bite her lip and dig her nails in deep.
39 - her waste of time.
But she'll never let go.
You can bet on it.
Covered Up
by Jordan
faded
smile
flickering on her face
covers up the pain
blinking
eyes
hide unfallen tears
pretending confidence
disguising me
Our Eternal Flame by Christy Delgado
His place was beside me; why did he leave?
I miss his presence and comfort
amid
My joy has been buried I solely grieve
Like birds without song I
have grown rigid
His eyes peered within, his words touched my heart
Our
love had sparked a fire so passionate
Now but two diff'rent worlds hold us
apart
And the cry of the stray I emulate
Oh how much I wish my timer would
halt
To join him in the eternal divine
So I'd escape this world laden
with fault
And our lives at long last would intertwine
The sole love in
my life I've been stripped of
Like his last breath shed, I'll join him above
Love
by Elsa Martinez
May I ask why everyone must
dread thee?
Thou art more admirable and more fair,
If thou art full of
wonders thou must be,
But nothing less than life, I solemn swear
I've
seen thee give life to many roses,
But yet, I question if thee will not fade,
And is pleasing the glow thou composes.
By chance, or maybe nature's untrimmed
shade,
But thine eternal quest shall yes remain.
To wondrous miracles
thou hast performed,
Turning this black world to a candy cane,
To finally
bringing peace thou hast informed.
So long as thee remains or eyes can see,
I will at ease be knowing I knew thee.
When My Soul Will Set Free by Sneha Chatterjee
Someday,
across the heavenly skies I'll fly through,
Say goodbye to all he consequences
I had dealt with & gone through,
At last dreams will come true, I'll reach
my life's destiny,
This road's full of needles that I cross, the white path
of my life's journey.
Through my little boat I sail across the mighty
ocean,
With all of my hard work, with all my devotion,
Oh Lord! Please
tell me that the day isn't far from me,
The day when my soul will finally
set free.
Back in the holy kingdom, happily will my soul reside,
With all the waves of happiness that I'll feel side by side,
In the feet of
my lord I'll taste the fruits of freedom,
My eyes will get to see my holy
father's divine wisdom.
Memories
by Jessica
As she stares out the clear clean window,
Her mind races in thought,
Of the memories she once had,
And how she should
have fought.
She feels empty,
Lost in despair,
The one she loves does
not care.
He's now with another,
But her heart still aches,
For the
special memories,
That they had made.
She felt so special
She felt
so loved,
She felt like an angel,
From up above.
He made her feel
so good,
He made her feel like someone cared.
He made her feel safe,
So she'd never have to be scared.
Deadly
Obsession by Jordan
Seeing through skinny girls with a deadly obsession
Pain pierces the
tears pouring from my heart
Starving themselves in a search for perfection.
Alone but I don't envy them, I chose to be apart.
I
see them everyday sitting at the lunch table pretending to eat
Anchored in
a chasm of oblivion- deaf to their bodies' cries
Denying their sickness-blinded
by a desire to compete
Their lies are frozen thorns that hold them entwined
Breaking
down teens nationwide-one thought
A image that cages heart and soul - beautiful
= thin
This game they play is dangerous-I've already lost
Brittle they
look possessed - they can't win
Updated
23rd Jan 09
Animals
by Devika Girish
We
all wear leather shoes, slick as slime
But did we ever think that leather
was the alibi of a crime?
We wear stoles full of thick and shiny fur
But
did we think that it was the cause of murder?
Millions of animals are hunted
to the point of 0 and less
All because of man's fatal selfishness
Without
any thought man selfishly poaches
And soon the world will be of nothing but
flies and cockroaches
Animals
don't have any court to go and complain
But if they had poachers would surely
be slain
What did animals do to spoil man's life
Why does man have to
pierce them with a knife?
I
hope man realizes his mistake
I hope the world delves into nature's intake
A
New World by Inês Silva
I turn around
And
there I see it
It's a world
I can't deny it
People have said
It's
not an end
But they don't know
How much there's still to go
The clouds
are hidden
The sun is golden
And even though it's forbidden
I don't
mind being told
I look for space
Trying to find the air
I can't see
your face
It's just not fair
A new world
How hard can it be
I
only have to remember
It's a beginning to me
Hydrogen
by Dylan Blake
Oil
Black, Expensive
Sticking, Burning, Contaminating
Pollutant, Petroleum,
Water, Energy
Unpolluting, Unequalled, Unfailing
Clean, Plentiful
Hydrogen
Propagation
by Dominic Meyer
How
do you see mould on bread?
Is it just a pile of mould
A fungus
To
be scraped off the surface
A nuisance
Whose presence is ultimately?
Insignificant
Or do you notice the individual spores
With jobs, families
Lives
All doing their part to spread out
Propagate
And advance
the growing metropolis
Until the mould has suffocated the bread
Quickly
the bread loses its nourishment
And then
The mould dies
Having exhausted
the life
Of its terrestrial bread.
You
Give Me… by Chelsea Purcell
You
give me power, when I am weak.
You give me courage, when my courage leaks.
You give me the direction, when I don't know where to go.
You give me hope,
when my hope is low.
You give me warmth, when I am as cold as frost.
You
give me love, when all my love is lost.
I
Am the One by Alex Richmond
I am the one you
love
to hate
Are you afraid?
I am the one you
hate to love
Am I above?
I am the one who
makes you smile
all the while
I am the one who
smiles at you
although I'm feeling blue
I am the one who
watched you
kill
I saw the red blood spill
I am the one who
watched you die
and slowly pass on by
The
Flame in the Candle by Sneha Chatterjee
Slowly
and steadily as I lighted the candle
I thought of all the consequences that
I'll go through and handle,
With all the optimistic thoughts that entered
my mind, heart and soul,
I looked at the flame, it looked like melting gold.
The
shadows of the dark water I saw no more
As I stared and stared at this golden
ore,
Full of divine glory, it shone all the time,
Never saw such beauty,
my heart felt with pride.
More
beautiful than the sky and the marine it shined,
It turned my home into a
holy shrine,
So peaceful up here, it burned with all its freedom,
To replace
the darkness, here came the light of wisdom.
Fast
blew the wind, still the flame continued to burn,
God's picture I could see,
the whole universe it could turn,
Lord's name I chanted, as I closed my eyes,
Felt like my soul has returned back to my heavenly paradise.
One
by one as I lighted all the candles,
Suddenly felt like, I saw lord's sandals,
The blessings were showered, the shrine was blessed,
For all the sins I committed,
I finally confessed.
Meaning by Andrea C.
I
have yet to fulfil the life waiting to live.
The world's an open book left
to read,
And I, the story untold.
Like a blank page in the middle of a
novel,
Right before meaning comes into existence.
As
time passes slowly,
I'll turn from page to page,
Memories flooding the
back of my mind.
The pain of growing up,
And the thought of leaving the
past behind.
Anticipation of what's to come.
I'll
write my own words.
Each having a purpose,
A significance.
Life isn't
just a step from one life
To the next.
When
my story unfolds,
I wish to be missed.
I want to do more than just exist,
Make a difference,
Accomplish something significant.
I
will prove the world wrong,
Not just remain another face in a crowd,
Or
another book on the shelf.
I'll leave a mark,
One without a disappearing
trail.
WHY?
by Chelsea Purcell
WHY
does this always happen to me?
Does it ever happen to you?
WHY does this
always happen to me?
Do you know what I should do?
WHY does this always
happen to me?
Do you know what I mean?
WHY does this always happen to
me?
Maybe it's in my gene?
WHY does this always happen to me?
Maybe
it's a power coming from above?
WHY does this always happen to me?
Maybe,
just maybe it's because of LOVE!
In My Hour
of Need by Alex Richmond
I want you but
you don't want me
I want the world
but it cannot be
I cried
for you but
you can't cry for me
I called for you but
you walked away
You walked away as
you watched me bleed
You walked away in
my
hour of need
Poems
by Chelsea Purcell
There are poems about love;
There are poems about hate;
There are
poems that are funny;
There are poems that are sad;
There are poems about
you;
There are poems about me;
There are poems that make no sense;
There are poems that involve a lot of thought;
But this poem is not about
any of that;
It's not about love or hate or funniness or sadness or you or
me or sense or thought;
It's about poems!
Updated
12th January 2009
Why
Did You Leave? by Paige
Why
did you leave?
Why didn't you call?
I was there for you in winter, spring,
summer and fall
I
gave you everything I had
But you're still mad
I'm still not sure why
and now I feel like I should cry
When
I see you roamin' the halls
with some unsuspicious girl
you love her more
than you ever did me
And no matter what you say, you're still not cool
Wicker-back Afternoon by Monica
I sat in the wicker-back
chair, guitar chords slipping out
between
my fingers,
steel strings scratching.
Tuscan flowers
twisting
in place on the backsplash
under the sun -
I felt its drowsiness
limp on my neck,
rays that aren't seeking
anything new
but that's
just fine.
You talk, I listen, we'll see the sun
feeding flowers - blue
ones
arching their backs
under a golden sky, and soon the
whole world
will
slide
away to
sleep together.
The
Smile by Sneha Chatterjee
Something like the wonders of the night sky, it is to me,
Like the rays of
the yellow light from the golden sun, so free,
So gorgeous, so glorious, captured
my eyes, this beautiful sight,
When my inspiration of my life smiled, it was
the brightest light.
They're the ones to whom I dedicate my devotion,
When they smile, I feel like I am swimming in the holy ocean,
I can sense
that my lord is happy when they're happy,
When I see a beautiful smile in
the lips of my mommy and daddy.
Unnecessary
Confusion by Tawfeeq Elahi Samad
I
keep asking myself who am I.
I keep asking myself what should I be in life.
I keep asking myself what can I be in life.
Other people ask themselves what
or who should they be in life.
Should I be like the celebrity that I most
admire?
Should I not care what or who I am in life?
Should I seek guidance
from those that are wise?
Should I seek guidance from those that can't think
for themselves?
Thinking and thinking the wrong things will get me nowhere.
Thinking deeply from within can get me somewhere.
What becomes of those who
don't know?
Who don't know what they should be in life.
Who don't know
who they should be in life.
Should I be someone who I am not?
Should I
truly believe that I can be whatever I want to be?
Maybe, I should be me.
Truth-falls
by Sneha Chatterjee
The
holy miraculous falls of heavenly yours
Is like the falls of rain of rainbow
sky,
Like the peace and truth is endless, even more,
like the river of
a flower-bed that flows by.
The golden diamond falls of stars and skies,
Flushes through the holy path of Jesus Christ,
Washes away the storms and
lies,
And evolves into a glorious truth paradise.
The black sword of evils
and beasts
will one day, disappear in the east,
It will be washed away
with pure blood of truth,
One day it will arise and flow -
'The falls
of truth'.
Once
Upon a Time by Emily Corron
To
remember beauty
when things were simple
and nothing,
nothing hurt
To sing my lullaby
let it echo
from the heart within the walls
of a forgotten castle
To cry and know it’s
there
the sound of tears falling
the fantasies too big
one’s
hand, too little to hold
But
then to listen
to what could be beauty
lingering in the midst of innocence
and the sweet glow of my hidden tiara
today,
beauty.
Daddy
by Kalicia Fleury
When
you're not happy, you're mad to no end
I never know what coming around the
bend
Can you not see the pain you cause me, around you, I can't be free
Every time I see you take another shot, drink another beer
It becomes suddenly
clear
You take a part of me that can never be replaced: or maybe it just misplaced
Every time I had an event, you never went
sometimes, I have dreams of your
death
In the casket when you haven't any breath
For a 15 year old to go
through that is not right.
Do you not see, that it kills me at night?
It's prettty bad that I'm preparing myself for your last days.
and that you
can't see of your own ways
But I'm sorry to say I can't take it
It never
really fit
I will leave you alone
And I will keep to my Zone
I just
want to say one more thing.
Like I said long ago....
Daddy, I love you,
and I don't want to go
My
Life by Yankton Barker
Smashed,
broken
Tattered and torn,
Breaking the new dawn
And a new day is born.
Windows
cracked
Dreams destroyed,
This is my heart
Dull and void.
My
mind is blank
But my days are young,
Although there is no point
Sadness
is all it has brung.
This
is my life,
The wonderful dreams that didn't go right.
