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The Eye of The Storm grows bigger The Boricuas will suffer Maria looks like a Dahmer My family prays for a dollar The Eye of The Storm comes closer The Boricuas begin to suffer The world grows smaller
The past three years have been the hardest strongest most vulnerable time of my life. 2016 granny died suddenly, stage 4 pancreatic cancer two weeks, three days, gone. 
Dear twenty-seventeen there's a lot of things you showed me like how time can move so slowly then get faster than you'd like there's a lot of things that happened    like my highschool days at home
Did you forget last January? Memories fade like time But time returns, it finds you making merry While already planning to be new again next year
  Lately I’ve grown aware Of my habit for lashing out, my cold fits My disenchanting flare and I know my pride's laid bare
Dear 2017, I dont hate you, As much as I wish I could. Dear 2017, You have taught me many lessons, Including how to make love, hate, despise and let go. Dear 2017, You brought me many joys,
2017 Full of emotion Happiness, like jogging through the warm sunny summer air Sadness, feeling alone and empty, a void that can't be filled Powerful, like the moon blocking out the sun
Dear 15-year-old Bellla, College is rad. College is bomb. I am having the time of my life at Arizona State. Why did I have to wait? My classes are going very well. My friends are swell.
Dear 2017, I'm still waiting for you To send me a nice boy With a hairy chest And gnarly man hands and A bubble butt
New life, new me. That’s how it’s gonna be, I was a sinner, lost at sea I screamed for help, and God heard my plea He reached down in the waters, and rescued me
Dear twin sister,  
The son of the sky Carrying whims on wings Too fragile to fly Carefree as he glides down on a cloud Whistling to the birds he meets
A precious little bundle in a pink and purple blanket she was cuddled A sweet little girl Your natural, fresh-water, gleaming pearl
He's everything I'd laugh to myself about. Everything I thought I didn't want. Wet sand colored, dark blonde hair. Warm make-you-melt deep brown eyes. Paired with a smile that makes me glow. 
You don't need to utter those words I love you to the moon and back. You don't need to tell me I miss you more everyday. You don't need to remind me I care about you so much.
It's not knowing what to do  But knowing it's okay to ask you The power you give me to get out of bed The power to move forward when I know what's ahead It's safety and knowing it's all true  
Ask me why I love you, And I shall tell you what I love most about you. No lies spill passed my parted lips, Only truths that swell from my heart and fall out my mouth.   Ask me what makes our love healthy,
Crinkled candy wrappers filling the trashcan, I turn to my right and gaze at your caramel skin. Headphones on, you furiously play your favorite video game Which over time causes my eyes to drift away.
I just want to feel like someone cares about me. It's the little things, like a goodnight or good morning text or a compliment out of nowhere.
“Love” is a powerful word so full of intense emotion and desperate desires. “Love” can mend or break you, healing wounds of the past
Growing up in church taught me That Love is patient, and that Love is kind. My uncle taught me That Love is shielding young eyes from fighting parents. A family full of addicts taught me
because i love you -- we talk about the hurt: you wouldn't say I love you, because they didn't, and I acted like HIM we talk and find out: miscommunication, the intent was lacking where the action was the same
Because I love you, I admire that our love commences at the inner core, where our palpitations sync, exemplifying a magnetic field that encloses our ardor emitting energy. 
Some nights full of tears Others full of tossing and turning I've put all the code in my brain to fall asleep But I can’t.   I can’t stop remembering
I know we sometimes fight or hurt each others' feelings. I know we sometimes stop speaking because the pain is too much. I know we sometimes leave for the day still feeling upset, and I know we shouldn't. 
I am human, so are you. I am learning, and you are too. The mistakes we make, we learn to forgive. This is the real love, we have to give.  But not to worry, not to fret.
This is ridiculous What is ridiculous? This poetry thing. The one you told me about? Yeah. That one. What's wrong with it? It just isn't enough. What isn't enough? The whole thing.
Because I love you, a smile tugs at my lips at the sound of your name. Because I love you, my stomach becomes a butterfly garden when I see your smile.
Despite the eloquence ofMy words;My actionsShowcase merciless intent My actionsSeem to display meAs selfishAs ifI don’t love you BUT YOU ARE WRONG
A healthy relationship means we are both happy in this. It’s not a burden. It’s amazing, It’s wanted. The downs are worth it because they build up the relationship.
October 7th, 2017 Today was a horrible day. There have been more and more days like today. And I met a boy. He smokes cigarettes, and hits me when he drinks. He tells me I am worthless.
Because the story all starts with a glance, Where time stands stead fast As the seconds freeze in a breathless trance, Which starts the chase of love’s past.   Because his fingertips were gentle and kind,
Love is  Having a bad day and instantly getting cheered up by your loved one. Love is Having a constant, walking reassurance standing by your side Love is Feeling Homesick when they you are apart
Grandfather, I thought you loved me? You said it as you held me close. All the times we laughed with glee, And when we would garden outside. Then we were in your room, I froze I begged for you to leave me be
Silence. The house is filled with silence. Daddy's battered Subaru sits in the driveway. Is he here to see me? His little girl, His little mouse. A manila envelope, A few words,
My heart glows, A fiery flame consuming, When I think of you, And when I try pursuing. We eat, We walk, We study, We talk, We do everything together,
It can be a struggle   To communicate.   To let the words stuck in your throat take a life of their own.   "You hurt me" "I'm sorry" "Can we try something new?"  
When beginning this poem I had an epiphany:   I don’t know what healthy love is supposed to look like   The prompt- “Because I love you” Only reminds me of a harsh November sadness
To talk to sing to sigh, the sounds we know. The looks, the smile, the physical fall. As ever beautiful as the sun burns, But not the language of us in awe.  Though if there be words of his longed return
I’m writing this poem about you Because I love you But everything you do for me Is because you love me   Thank you for being my friend Thank you for being there for me Thank you for being kind
Because I love you I will help you when you're down Because I love you I will do my best to never make you frown Because I love you
Because I love you, I will always reminisce on the times we had together. From holding hands in the stores, or cuddling when it was rainy and cold. From getting daily "I love you texts", and kisses on the forehead as reminders. 
​I want a fanfiction romance, The kind of story that I'd write, The kind where I meet "the One" At a party some night.
You looked at me with those crystal blue eyes. You took my hand, You showed me the world, You made me feel loved. I laid down my heart and you said you didn’t want it. But because I love you,
Love is a raw word. A word that is exposed and a word that is rough, Open and whole in a way that other words just can’t quite touch. There are many ways the word can be filled out, marred, and stuffed.
I love you and because I love you I'll never take you for granted; Because I love you I'll be there in your best, I'll be there in your worst; Because I love you.  
I am thankful for you You had helped me with more happiness You helped us move a better home though it is a struggle, I love it You helped me go to my favorite place on Earth, the rollercoasters were amazing
We can make the stars align even on a sunny day I see them in your eyes As we stare at each other over the strawberry field we stand on On this radiant day Was when it all felt new to me
When we fell together my heart was full of hope. Butterflies then Autumn leaves swirling around us was all I could see. Because I love you, I want you to know the real me.
This morning I woke up beside him He kissed me ‘till I was awake We laid there for hours, limbs knotted around each other Until I rose to cook breakfast   The night before, I came home, exhausted
I want you to be happy. I want to see you smile everyday. I want you to feel beautiful. I want you to be surrounded by people who care about you. I want to dream big, go far, and make it all come true.
Because you love me You would answer every shaky breath of mine with "are you okay?" Because I love you I kissed away your tears and held you so tightly Because you love me
Because I love you Your mistakes slice my heart Because I love you Thoughts explode my brain Because I love you My lungs cling for air Because I love you I get angry Because I love you
As this sprouted,  there were no expectations.  No hopes or predictions. Just children searching for support among their peers. Life had taken a toll on us, and without this love we would fade away.  As this blossomed,  this love became something 
I hope you read between my words  Because I unfold stories with just my tongue.  I've created lilac skies inside empty minds, And you have burned cities down to just ash. 
Your love is true, It is authentic. I am not just some trophy for you, Another accomplishment checked off your list; The love I have been craving, The love I have wished To find, I have found it
Because I love you I won't let you down Let you down by leaving you alone Or crying in your bedroom,bathroom stall Because I love you I will care I will try to stay strong, smile Laugh, even be outgoing,
We were out on a night time hike watching the stars look down at us while the moon smiled back, Because you know how I love to watch time jump on a shooting star and fly past us when I’m with you,
How can it be love When the girl you say You love Is afraid to speak her mind?   How can it be love When you say you love me
The boy was rich, the boy was wealthy, But their relationship, not so healthy.   When they got together in the tenth grade, “Make him stay” she prayed and prayed.   He loves me he does, he always will,
The idea that our time is equally valuable The thought that my feelings are not malleable Me before you tell any lies Us when you're making a choice Life when you lose yourself Love when you need my help
  tell me about what you love tell me about your dreams tell me about what makes you giddy let me see your eyes light up 
Hands held tight, Skin against skin, Their warmth was shared In the lonely, cold dorm room.   Everyday felt like eternity In heaven
Toiling the days away behind a desk Cashiering away for the tourists. A typical tedious tuesday until... A man, short and troll-esque,
"Once upon a time..."   The land is dark, the moon is bright. One love, one hope, one heart. They join hands; black, white, yellow, green And pray for restoration of Earth.
A bunny and a turtle have a nice little quarrel over who is the quickest one; So they agree to a race but the bunny has got pace and the turtle just has his money.   It is now fin'lly starting
Once upon a time, but not so long ago, a girl "lost her slipper", but there's  something you dont know.   Cinderella had a problem, so let me set the scene, her awful step family,
On the day of Briar Rose’s seventeenth birthday, As the curséd fairy had said, She pricked her finger on the spindle, But many do not know the truth behind this story…  
  At times you remind me of a glistening sunset and other times a raging storm, you drive me absolutely insane in the best and worst ways.
On long car ridesShe chooses the music playedCarefully setting the moodUsing songs to portray emotionShe turns melodies i
We are defined by the simplicity of a few words. Morphed out of nothing, as if expectations should really come from a boy in your chem class. He says he likes his girls skinny.
I await in my tower waiting for him Day by day And night by night I wait   I watch the sun rise and the sun set
  Terror struck the hearts of my fans Unable to protect or defend Just to stand and watch upon the empty stand Seeing them scream and flee
With saddest regards I sell allegiance to the flag Because for the first time in my life I worry about my peers tint Of the Disunited States of America Where acceptance for LGBT was gained but ripped away
America the beautiful,With red, white, and blue,Welcoming to both me and you,A land of opportunity but for who?   Red blood stain the streets,With senseless violence and rubber bullets,Tear gas blinds your eyes, and you can no longer breath,For as
Land of the free? More like land of the fee. Changes need to hapen before we all flee. America is not the same because we are not glee.   Men are not equal. Power and money makes mankind evil.
A once proud nation towering above its opposition In both the battles of science and national pride Finds half of itself screaming for a return to the past
America was created for all No matter what size even short or tall Yet not everyone is treated the same Throughout the years there has been little to no change The demand for equality is great
Make America great again? Wait give me a second Let's go back way back when We killed the natives  Is there really anything that can save us? When we hide behind guns From people we label as savages
  People ask me what to me makes America. If you ask 1,000 people you will get 1,000 answers, some good some bad, so let me just lay down a few facts.  
America the Brave America the tarnished Amerca the ignorant America the lost Lost. Fight for freedom? Fight for equality? Fight for Love?
A beginning. New life, bright lights. Tiny fingers, tiny toes. A brand new life, a newfound cry, I hold you close. I watch you grow.   You are my flower, my favorite joy.
March again; Revive; Awaken!Build atop what has been taken,Find your mantra, young disciple:"Do not tarry; carry on." -
I once wandered the lands- with nothing but the dust. The journey I took- I had no one to trust. My year long journey- began in the spring It was at this time, lonliness began to sting.
I am a part of Generation Z and amending society   I wonder what waits for me after this inaguration I hear voices in protest and anger
In light of events, I'd just like to say how lucky we are to be here today.   
It took 12 months, just 12 months for my life to completely change I thought "forever" would last a lifetime, but sometimes God will block out certian people so you can fall into a better path in life.
Did I really change? Did I change for the past year in 2016? Was I ready for 2017? Am I ready for my Graduation?   In 2016, I saw some things new,
I, a timid adventurer, Do promise, To make this year my finest. The prospect of future, The anticipation of living. I will no longer be frightened.
My year My year? A roller coaster taking a nose dive off a pier.   I've lost some, Far and near. Some close and dear. But I persevere   I ask myself, why am I here?
They say that up to half of college students go in not knowing what to do struggling, drowning in money while they try to choose. Pick one
Built up hatred Oozes out of the pores of the misinformed. Can't seem to escape it. Can't seem to rise above it. How can I become an example When I feel like a sample Of America's weakest?
Do you know what a friend is? One who is there for you and cares One who no matter what is there for you   How can you call yourself a friend with the way you act? You scream and shout
I am hiding under a window curtain, watching the 5 roll towards ocean beach and pretending that I am not a person and that my friends are friends without knowing me.    Remember:  Doctor’s appointment on Thursday. 
january; I left 2015 with an empty heart. As others gathered to celebrate joy, I merely huddled under my sheets, too exhausted, for the last few years had been hard.   february;
Let’s stop this war.   Soon.     Our frustration Is like ground-shaking bombs, Exploding with shrapnel And black against the dusty sky.  
Use to feel like I was on top of the world But due to foolishness and absurdity from the company There I was looking for my next opportunity One phone call in May saved my year, giving me the best news I can hear
2016 started off great Plenty of money and plenty of cash If only I could see my future And how it would not last Falling for someone I thought was genuine Learning his tricks and then going back to him
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