Twist and Shout Slam
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Sleepy FaceAnd that's when I realized it was you. I couldn't help but stare at the sleeping face that was lying across my chest, picturing the deep chocolate brown eyes that twinkled when he grinned. I smiled just thinking about it.
A kid who just wants to be heard
Someone who wants success
Others look at him and say oh my he's blessed
They don't know the pain, the problems
Of always wanting to be the best
His parents are proud of him
The man behind the photo is unknown
his true nature are within the pixles of a picture
his facial expression like the cover of a book
Who is at faultFor the statisticThat states that every two minutes(That’s one hundred and twenty seconds)
All I do is run!
But why do I run?
Is it because it is fun
Or because I travel a path traveled by none?
Pondering the questions of my life and wondering why.
Running gives me an escape
I remember the first day of schoolHow I clung to my dad’s armNot caring whether I looked like a foolCause I thought, as long as my dad stood by my sideI would be safe
Skin is not transparent at all
Emotions blocked by thick broad walls
One’s inner self cannot be freed
As fake psyche pervades indeed
A curtain may seem like the same
They don't really know who I am,
They only see what I choose to show them,
You guys don't know I'm secretly a fem,
I do the dirty for that green,
But men are just so mean,
I am now a lesbian.
You know that girl who's always smiling and laughing,
That girl who isn't popular, but everyone likes her,
That girl who can cheer anyone up within seconds,
That girl who loves and cares for everyone?
You know that girl who's always smiling and laughing,
That girl who isn't popular, but everyone likes her,
That girl who can cheer anyone up within seconds,
That girl who loves and cares for everyone?
There is no other name in which I know.
There is no foe,
Who can stop my success.
When I am down jesus uplifts my soul,
When I am lost through him I am found.
He brings light to my shadows and tears,
I'm the one no one noticesThe girl with books as friends.A shadow whose bodyHolds the scars hiddenBy her vacant smile
I am not too funny
Not delightfully clever
I am not beautiful,
Being that my face does not inspire poems or ballads
My tall lanky frame is not the object of envy
When I walk into a room no one stops and stares
Words words, oh what’s the use of words?
Write them like this, spell it like that, use them like this, say it like that.
A word is a word with a meaning that’s unique,
Leaves are a-flying
Like surfs in the air.
Bright colors are shining,
Unique everywhere.
My dogs jump and tumble
And pant with delight;
They twist, turn, and stumble,
Poem
The vast, vast field
A brush of air
Wind that pinches my hair back
A micro whisper that is the sound
of wind against a window
The screeching void in my ears as I dare to stare
When I get home from school,
I'm met by familiar friends;
Miss Lizzy, Lucy, and Lady Madonna,
Staring into the swirling blue
sunlight dancing on the ripples,
then disappearing into the depths,
already beginning to choke
and gasp on my own breath.
I shall not go in.
To be able to surrender-
despair,
desperation,
and desolation
tearing-
at me from within
Yet, I keep going
for there are things worth living for.
In the silence of the black night
My eyes follow the black ink
On crisp white sheets
And I see a world of possibilities
Imaginary and alive.
Yesterday I was a Celtic warrior
Her smile was all I wanted to see;
Now I know what some people might think:
“Oh, you loved her, right?” But that’s not the point;
Point is, my memories are a dime a dozen,
I hear a knock-
Subtle at first, then louder.
A soft whispering:
"Come see the world!"
Should I open the door
Or hide in the dark?
My fate lies open
Like a country road.
I love the way it wakes me.
It helps me rise up and start my day.
The way it refreshes my mind helps keep me open-minded.
It is my first love.
I'm not really that ordinary,
I'd like to think extraordinary,
but that might be going
just a bit too far.
No matter what I say, though,
I know the way I want to go,
Mom.
The one I laugh at all of the time just because you’re you.
Dad
The man I act a lot alike.
On hellish plains and lost winding lanes,
these are the things that keep me sane.
Imperfect hearts. Lopsided smilies.
Just like life, chaotic similes.
Clouds that hide behind clouds.
These are some of the things I miss,
Stuff I took for granted; like a good night kiss.
Or last May I wish you were here to see me play!
I found the half of the moon behind a street lamp in Wisconsin
In the midst of an old industrial town
And
I couldn’t help but ask
How?
How’d you get here...?
You of Brooklyn’s trenches
Have you ever worked hard just to come up short?
And society's judgement makes you want to abort
Your plans, your dreams for what can be done?
My muse, my inspiration is to run.
To run is to be free,
I love the way he sashays through the sifter
I love the way his shell cracks against the edge of the bowl
I love the way his paddle moves through the batter
I love the way he absorbs the heat
What keeps me going?
It's the little things in life.
For one to be able to comprehend happiness, one must experience some kind of saddness.
I've experienced sadness. Now? I love the little beauties in life.
From this nation full of discrimination
Already judging before any information
I like summer, the heat, the bees, the pool
I hate pencils, the seats, the tests, the school,
But I drool once I see a figure ahead
a young school teacher with a fine blonde head,
I know girls who move like the wind over waves
And boys who sing like the pirates
That sailed them so long ago.
I know a place
Where tire irons and wood
Create music that makes my heart sing.
Sitting next to him on the carpet
By the suede couch
Raindrops fall individually on the roof
Then pour all at once
His eyes dart to the gray window
And cut my sentence short
He jumps onto his feet
School has started once again, and
Every student knows what that means:
Monotony, repetition, recitation.
But this above all (never forget):
Size12 Times New Roman Double-spaced.
I am a woman
but I feel more like an accessory to a mans world
the latest and freshest prey to catch
oh
wait... no
I am a game, a toy, a prize something else to be checked off in your little black book
Looking down, over the edge,
see the effort you’ve put in
and how far you’ve made it.
Standing high above the rest
Each breeze flushing out stress from the mind
Each breathe restores
I look out into the world, with a smile on my face
And think to myself, “This is a wonderful place!”
Ignore all the bad going on in the world
It is a beautiful place, and that can’t be ignored
Coffees in our hands, smoke in our mouths.
The morning is nearly-silent, hoarse mutterings.
Chipped teeth on glass bottles, pounding bass.
Sticky fumblings, trembling hands.
Sweat.
I slurp another slurp
I sip another sip
You can't pry the cup
Away from my grip
Drops drizzle down
The side of the cup
I stick out my tongue
It is sometimes said that happiness comes from within,a sort of promise, like a freedom from our sin,but joy stems from another place,separate from our own sacred space.
A friend of mine offered you an orange.
Your eyes lit up and you got so excited.
I smiled at your enthusiasm.
A friend of mine told me you got a 212
On the PSAT, two points higher than me.
6 AM
6 AM, waking up,
Going to take a shower.
7 AM, walking out,
The door to catch the bus.
8 AM, bell is ringing,
Students hurrying to class.
Stage lights
dont compare
with how the theater
makes you glow
Dont hold back
shine brighter
bolder
give your passion
without regrets
It brings me such joy in knowing
Each and every day
That a smile is still showing
They do not turn away
To know that what I do
Each and every day
Knowing that their heart holds true
Angel.
Princess.
Sweet heart.
Our miracle.
Why was she taken?
Why did she leave us at an early age?
We all smiled when she was around
Angel.
Princess.
Sweet heart.
Our miracle.
Why was she taken?
Why did she leave us at an early age?
We all smiled when she was around
Engulfed in utter darkness
I was trapped by walls with no windows or doors
Nothing but despair lingered in the air
You created a door where there shouldn't be one
The lights so bright, I cannot see
And though visibly impaired by this
I know everyone's eyes are on me
Every move I make, they will not miss
Who am I?
In front of the World, I do not know
The sun is hot, the wind is low
and soft against your face.
The trees are green, their shadows
tall and cool in their embrace.
The grass is bright, the flowers vivid,
and swaying in the breeze.
I go every three months to see my psychologist so she can sit me down on a couch and ask me,“So, Meara, how have you been lately?”
To immerse oneself in another world,
through drawing,
a new dimension opens up.
I do not wait
For tomorrow
Or the coming of brighter days.
.
I do not wait
For tides to turn
suns to set.
or muted winter.
I do not wait.
for happiness.
I have two nieces:
Hayden and Anabel,
Ages 3.5 years and 17 months,
Respectively.
As a young woman who grew up in a household of only boys,
Living with them is remarkable.
I have a futureI have a family that loves me and friends that support me I'm going to make it through what most people call the "dreaded application process"
Art
inspire, create, design
the world is my canvas and my inspiration
there is no greater joy than creating something new
when I create,
to myself I am most true
In the Sea of school work, amidst waves of worry,
With due dates compiled in a violent fury,
Stands and island where two weeks rest shall be gained,
A peculiar little island with a snowy terrain.
I can't describe to you what makes me happy,who I am proud of,what I'm looking forward to,
These things are not easy for me to express.
Maybe if I was talking to you face to face,
It would be easier to explain.
It creeps in, sometimes unseen,
Unseen till late.
During a blink, life goes dark,
The sun is as bright as an oncoming headlight from a slow approaching car at the peak of darkness
Wrapped in mother's arms; Young, grumpy, and hungry
Heavy hearted and sweaty, she feels love instead of pain now
There's so much to life that you just gotta be happy,
Now I'm not just here trying to be all sappy
But life is too short to be down
So make your day by day goal to never never frown
And never say never, ever
I'm telling you, the past few weeksHad me on my knees in deaf defeatIt wasn't a cloud following me around-More like a pitch room blocking out all soundSchool has had my whole brain fried
I am lost and wandering.
I wonder how I am so lucky.
I hear her voive inside me.
I saw the world crumbling around me.
I wanted her to save me from the chaos.
I am lost and wandering.
Proud
This past summer
i never even wondered what will make me have success
cuz i knew the things i digested
Can you hear?
It's the calling of my hopes,
my wants and dreams,
just between
the seams
of reality and pragmatism.
Those hopes,
scattered and forgotten,
like ditch water,
Dropping
I’ve said the word
I’ve pulled the trigger
Passed the point of no return
The huge mounds of snow stare at me
Cold, steel rails wait for me
I've been sitting here, day after day,
With a smile that touches my eyes.
Fingers to the keys, I type words I never say,
Never even breathing the slightest of sighs.
With each thought words go farther,
Its Thursday and I check my phone for the weather before I leave,
So it can decide whether
I'm wearing my rain boots or my sneakers instead.
I hear thunder as he approaches.
His breath is visible in the cold morning air.
I touch his neck and feel the heat radiating from within.
His chest rises and falls with every breath, like waves stirring in an ocean.
I get up everyday wondering what is going to be in my favor.Hoping that i'll get my favorite ice cream flavor.Dacning makes me happy like a little kid eating a big o'l lollipop.
Oh God, weep upon thy world lost in disgrace,
Bound in the transgressions of her first patriarch
Has set up for lasting rule this false corrupt monarch;
Virtue, love, and humility no longer dwell in this place
She sat as still as silence
In the hot fluorescent light.
She was bold with confidence
With all worries out of sight.
Her arms moved very gently
As she played her violin.
The world before us is rough and tough. It has the power to make anyone miserable. Despite negativity, obstacles and fears we know who we are.
Hear the notes drift and sway
treble, bass, and grand,
feel the rythmn,
feel the sound,
feel it burrow into my bones.
Let it lift me higher, higher,
when I start to sink away.
MUSIC...
Loud, Powerful, Moving,
Sad, Happy, Inspiring,
Passionate, Loving, Tranquil,
MUSIC...
Moves me,
Lifts me,
Lets me breath,
When I need uplifting, there are a number of things I can turn to--
Games or movies, music and novels--
But I watch a series called Mushi-Shi to make do.
A different, intriguing story each episode.
Peeking through the window, it wakes me in the morning
Seeing what the day will be, reminds me that I’m soaring
Above the clouds and in the skies, the daylight holds me tight
Sundays are the best days;
But they can end in the worst ways.
However, today im going to shed some light in some dark caves.
No matter the times you turned me away,
I still came back and asked you
each and every day,
"Come on let's
go and play!"
Worksheets, packets, handouts too
I stare at the blocks of text, nothing too new
Helpful, resourceful, that's what they say
And I agree, but only 'till I've had my way
Dashes, arrows, comments all through
the cool breeze
whispers over my skin
rustles the leaves above
a songbird's call trills
above the chatter of a squirrel
playing in its drey.
I lay on a fallen tree
once a mighty giant
My mom was undecided
On what she wanted to do
Instead of picking a profession
She kept trying something new.
She wanted to pursue acting
Every little girl’s dream
Held in place by the light, we die happily,
Wise in our time.
The solid light suspends us, upends our minds
Charlotte is like sunshine after a week of rain, she pushes the dreary days away. That four-tooth grin melts my heart every time. Her giggles make me want to dance for delight. She cruises the furniture, and cruises her way into my heart.
Wake up late,
Mornings I hate
Don't like leaving my bed
The smell of bacon
Brings a cravin'
Jam spread over bread
Hash browns or home fries
Always satisfies
Kethchup on top
The end of summer may seem to be grimBut there's a lot to look froward to in the endSeasons come and seasons goBut with each goodbye there is a helloWe say hello to fall once again
Summer, alas, wasted away like an unkempt plant.
Ignored, looked over, and pushed aside for more glamorous objects.
Summer has toppled over and allowed autumn to take hold,
do you hear it?
or did I feel it?
maybe we're all too young to understand it.
but I do.
the words are ink
spilled
Get in goal
not time to delay
put on those pads,
It's a lacrosse day!
I've never played before.
This is new to me.
But I opened a door
and I love it.
It's two months into season
Music makes me happy,
as does dancing and singing,
as does painting and drawing,
as does nature and reading.
Dancing makes me feel alive,
allows me to let out the feelings couped up inside.
What makes me happy?
Well its the nature we see,
from the song of the birds
to the buzz of the bees.
Music is my passion,
and songs give me soul.
The nature that surrounds me,
Every little girls' dream is to be a princess,
to be swept off their feet by a tall, handsome prince.
Disney portrays love, strength, and kindness --
Walt Disney provides entertainment and hopes to meet our true love.
When my friends and family are around me,
I feel a euphoric high.
Their undying love astounds me.
My needs they won’t deny.
For these individuals, I am grateful.
I owe it all to you.
Excitement courses through me
Like ants in a mad dash for discarded apple pie
I close my eyes and wait for the magic to begin…
Crickets drone themselves off to sleep
With their own melody but I am awake
The tree grows, and then the tree dies
The wind blows, to the people's cries
We are a tree of life, both you and I
We grow to live, if even just to try
I love each branch as if each my own
In a time and place where everything is dark
We gotta find a way to make sure we keep our spark.
To taste that sweet taste of victory
Knowing that all the hard work in the past had paid off,
All the gut wrenching, leg weakening, and agonizing pain we had went through,
I still remember when I was a child
looking up at my mother with fire in my eyes,
asking and pleading and begging to put the flames out
with the rain puddles outside.
I ran, no shoes, no socks, no responsibilities,
Freedom
Not the sort you find scribed in the antique pages of our American playbook
Not an allowance to speak, to sing, to say what I please
Not the ability to walk outside and know my security
Freedom
the crowd cheerng in the stands
football players counting
our uniforms are moist
tension grows between both schools
we will win
we play our school song
motivating our side
we will win
I cant wait to see it , its sweet smiling face that greets me with sweet kisses i can hardly wait
for the future that is ahead of me , that drives me to capacity
make one small mistake and its over no retakes
What makes me melancholy,
just chemicals in my brain,
experiences that I've had,
the way my life is arranged,
My favorite season it has been crowned;
Shooting hoops at the park with the warm sun overhead,
But the last days of summer have come around,
The summer breeze is against my face.
The butterflies flap their wings,
showing off to the sky.
But below,
Teens are in the mall, window shopping.
My life is always filled with crap,
And I admit that life will always be like that.
So let me instead give this time to thank
The guy who always saved my ass.
You always caught me when I fell,
I look forward to the weekend - always.
That's when I get to do all the things I've been missing out on all week.
I get to watch TV shows with my sister,
fangirling and being weird.
Exploration of the world from east to west
To educate those who have so much less.
To expand the mind of others but what of his?
Seeing what his future has to hide beyond the horizon line.
The mysterious cover
The flip of a page
The words slipping past my eyes
A character develops
Their life knits into mine
Their cares are my cares
Their worries are mine too
when pen hits paper there’s an explosion
somewhere within my chest
somewhere between after and before
I’m left helpless
So much beauty and depth resides in the wonderful world we live in.
When I look around, it's easy to smile at sight of things.
The clouds form together to make something beautiful;
Marvelous and captivating
This beautiful bird
Maybe I can draw
What I can't write in words
The feathers, the wings
I can draw with ease
With paper and pencil
I can do as I please
Streak of blue in sky so dark,
Your singular resolution
Touches the chords of my heart,
Sets it in absolution
To remain firm in course and cause,
To ignore every hindrance
The place that many people call hell,
I call home.
The place where kids attend as if in shackles,
I walk voluntarily.
The place that teenagers give adults
Attitudes and rolling eyes.
waking up early is not my thing,
the most annoying sound is my alarm clock rings.
the only way my day isn't sour,
is if i get my coffee within the next hour.
coffee brings out the good side of me,
Something I hate,
Somethin I can't stand.
Something that ruins my day,
That I never look forward to.
Tests are that thing.
School is that thing.
Stress is that thing.
When I look in one's eye, they already know, who i am today is what I’ve come to show. Getting on that stage, I have no regrets, it’s just a song that puts us all at best. A song coming to life has more depth than reality.
The words as I read float off the fragile page and create a beautiful picture in my mind.
Places near and far, swirl around my brain and transport me to a world entirely my own.
I am in a prison
Enclosed by the stress
To be someone, to succeed
This cage is getting smaller
I need some release
Just as soon as I am about to suffocate
Where am I from…?
I never thought to ask myself that. It has never accrued to me to think about it.
I from a wooden paint brush trying to paint my way thought life.
A silvery mask
Presented with gleam,
To a world unseen,
To people that can’t see past themselves.
A wintery cold, a frost’s breath,
One must make warmth
Or else invite a type of death.
ever heard them say
"it's easier to be yourself"
what if being myself
is when I'm someone else?
being so rich
so poor
so damaged
so successful
is what my soul needs
Reading! Writting! Things that make people cringe but makes smilegive me words over sports give me a book over TV
The sun shines down
Erasing the world of every frown
The lake in front of me glistens with light
My heart smiles at this beautiful sight
The autum leaves are orange and yellow
They ask what keeps me propelling,
smiling
after obstacles and complications attack
They ask what keeps me singing,
dancing
You have moved forward from you lego days
t-ball days, grade school days
You have come so far since then, a grand young man
You hold the doors and use utter respect, for not only me
but every one
The school year is a drag
And my brain is starting to melt
Plus, the internet here, just lags!
But I got this year under my belt
With help from my favorite musicians
Summer slips away and we students rush in to the facilities that torment us so.
We'll spend hours a day in chairs of stone, forced to learn things we don't wish to know.
Has someone ever left your side?
Left you in the dark?
Alone in the shadows?
Forgive them
People always ask me why I’m always smiling.The answer is fairly simple.Just the sound of laughing brightens my day.
People always ask me why I’m always smiling.The answer is fairly simple.Just the sound of laughing brightens my day.
When I am left with the emptiness in my bedand loneliness consumes my heart,I think of you. I think of all the times we had together.I think of the December nights we spentlaying next to each other
1 and 2
Arm here hip there
Hit it hard now
Fly through the air
You're taken to another place
3 and 4
Your soul leaves your body
You're wanting more
Mid day’s blaze following dawn’s frosted sheet,
Signifies the suns diminishing heat.
The leaves abdicate their reign over the sky
Summer has ceased, waning climates imply.
Oh the plethora of festive décor!
"Do you need a doctor?"Is what I will say."I'm having a stroke!'"Then come right this way."
I give my timeTo help those in needIn the local ER,Where they all come to bleed.
Be silly
Be you
Shpw that smile of yours thats true
Feel that breeze
let it flow through your hair
andt take a mighty dare
Crumble all your problems in a ball
go ahead and give life your ALL
Bending, swaying, taunting me,
Begging, pleading, wanting freed,
white wish-holders dance aloft,
dream-cry whispers downy, soft,
flying, twirling, sailing high,
magic captured, drinking sky,
Ode to a Brownie
Laboring hard in school, my
Mouth began to drool,
Thinking of my Brownie
Each line a little story, a demonstration of truth,
a living proof of action, tied together by their roots.
Grab people and shake them to share their
creative minds oppressed by harsh realities
The amps stand tall as towers on either end of the stage and we scream as they kill the lights
I pant in the darkness whispering a silent prayer
Praying to the mighty lord
To let me be the one he spares
Because when night falls evil fills the night
The world was once dark for me,
and i had not yet met the light.
i waited and waited for change,
but passed it everytime.
You appeared and looked at me as if i was everything good in the world combined,
You're a cold place in my heart, love.
Icy chasm,
Sparkling with small
Crystalline specks
Like Aurora Borealis.
Your words are chilled
And brush across my face
And make my eyes open
Each day you wake up, hoping for that magical rebirth that will uplift you and clear your head
But it never happens
Each day is a blanket of stress, constricting you untils its squeezed the life out of you and you go to bed
When darkness surrounds me,
When hateful words weigh down heavily,
There is always one thing,
That is sure to bring,
A smile onto my face.
My worries vanish without a trace.
It seems to me that the kids today
Are blamed for the difficulties of yesterday
The economy falls because of our parent's votes
But the kids have to fix the hole in the boat
When war rages within every nation
Reach for the stars they say
but they dont know what its like day by day
they play us like pawn in a simple game
moving us, directing us in their own way
However thats not how it's going to go
Sometimes, the hardest thing to find in this world
is yourself.
Who are you
when you have everything
is as important as who you are
when you have nothing
I swim through late night rendezvous
featuring old Christmas music,
my nose guiding me towards Coppertone dreams.
Coconut lime incense soaks the curves and ripples of my mind
when my heart wants to fly
The Silence Before The Storm,
Flip of the coin at midfield.
The brotherhood that will form,
A machine man can not build.
From the first whistles blow,
Everyone chanting in the crowd.
I often feel the clouds fog my brain,
does that mean my synapses
are the suspention wires on
the Golden Gate Bridge?
Heaven knows.
Makes me feel sick and low and empty,
not empy, full,
My music
My hope
My notes
Of dots. staffs. trebleclefs.
My music
My reprieve
From the world around
I gaze at the many drifting clouds in the sky;
time no longer passes by.
The sun engulfs me in a warm embrace
as the soft breeze nuzzles my face.
The song birds are singing a symphony of love;
Life is the hardest thing that one will do
we all have to find the one thing that makes us happy just to help push us through life
everyone has a differnt thing that pushes us
i have friends and music
I run into an open sky.
I watch the sunset
and within the orange and pink horizon
I see me.
I see myself at just 5 years old
walking into a new surrounding.
I see my teacher anxiously awaiting
Giggles in the air;
The soft baby hair.
Squirming in her arms,
Not around any harm.
Running up the stairs,
Big blue eyes watching in pairs.
Dropping the bag on the ground
When highschool is over and graduation begins,
there'll be laughter and joy and faces wth grins.
When highschool is over and life offers choices,
My words will be heard, my thoughts will have voices.
On my wrist there lies a band with three simple words
"We will stand"
It stands as a reminder to stay bold
A beacon to what courage I hold
You see, the world claims there is nothing left to believe
What makes me smile, you ask?
What makes me ooze with felicity?
Just as oil attracts oil,
Happiness attracts happiness.
When I see the glow of laughter or tears of joy,
I sing a song,
a song i sing,
sitting on a tire swing
Loving, living, breathing air
summer breeze blows in my hair
The birds disburse as notes fly away
This beautiful music -
The key to my "Someday"
That is what I told myself,
And it was true
This beautiful music got me here
This beautiful music got me through
A childhood of pain
I am deep in slumber,
Dreaming of you,
We walk along the moonlit beach
Watching and listening to the waves gently roll in
How I have longed to achieve my passion
To write and to be written
In an innovative fashion
An author changes the world...a crisp, new apple bitten
Fall down.... Get upFall down.... Get upFall down.... Get up
We will not fall down againWe will not turn colors againWe will not live again
The pencil
It lands on the paper, waiting.
Waiting for the race to begin; waiting for the picture in its mind to bleed onto the canvas
Waiting for it to be caught up by a storm of motivation
I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
as you are one of many, I am one of none,
I stop to admire, as you already crossed the finish line.
Sentenced to prison for life,
-or how you call it school.
Trapped in a box with germy kids,
The weather isn't helping as it gets cool.
The orb shining from the heavens is just a laugh,
I want to change the fact
I don't now myself
I can't answer simple questions like
What do you like
What do you do for fun
I just want to know who I am
It's on the news, all of the time
That death shall come and seek
Where death shall find
I'm asked 'waht uplifts you?'
but I don't even know.
What brings you joy?
I usually just shrug,
unsure of how to answer.
But maybe there's a lot
more than I'm letting on.
I begin to feel giddy
the empty space and atmosphere between us
is always bending
morphing
growing
and shrinking.
the air we breathe is the same
and
the universe and stars
When I get up in the mornings
I don't want to die anymore.
I don't get up and think that I am ugly.
I eat on a regualr basis.
I have friends.
I wake up and I am happy.
I am the person I want to be.
Why should I
sit down
watching time flow past
like a river filled with melancholy reminders
when I can be standing
singing
dancing
to the rhthymn of a thousand voices
a hundred drums
Not the common joys
of laughter and hobbies
but the impossible.
Certainty.
Certainty brings me joy.
Knowing that I will be secure
that I will succeed
that I can make it into college
Rails don’t run out of downtown into
Northeast at these late hours, at least
not until 5:30 am.
So we plant ourselves on a bench with
VIP access to the bathroom. An older waiter strolls to
Oh Doctor, my Doctor grinning infectiouslybrown pinstriped suit, brown hair, brown eyes
Grass that grows up to my knees,
The sounds of soft fluttering leaves in the trees,
I lay my head on soft pillows in bed at night,
Watching out of my window the distant stars that shine so bright.
A pug who snores and grunts in her sleep,
Who doesn't regonize rich from cheap.
With a curled tail and a slant to her walking,
And enjoys peering over curtains for people watching.
I slam the door at my houe
Another bad day
I'm stressed to the max
Ready to graduate
But then I hear a voice
From across the room
That erases my sadness
And deminishes my gloom
The wind whips through my hair
The other cars zoom by
I peer towards my left,
And I say, “I can’t believe you’re mine.”
He smiles back at me
Our fingers intertwine
His other hand on the wheel
Out of anyone
and everyone, you're the one
I can count on most.
Selfless and caring
and charming is what you are;
full of compassion.
You believe in me
What is happiness?
It is the feeling you get when waking up on Christmas morning,
It is the sound of laughter while being surrounded by your closest friends,
What is happiness?
It is the feeling you get when waking up on Christmas morning,
It is the sound of laughter while being surrounded by your closest friends,
I am climbing this tower.
Take a moment, to see this as an obstacle.
My obstacle is getting to the goals in my life.
I am climbing this tower, through every wall that stands infront of me.
A Villanelle dedicated to my best friend in all the world, who makes me smile every day!
How High
Clouds are neighbors
Birds are friends
Meer seconds until we meet again
Fear may invoke
Do not look down
Walkers press the mesh to the ground
I come from a small shell
And I was content to stay
But I was watching my high school years
As they slowly withered away
So I tried my luck
And decided to audition
They help me when I struggle,
They comfort me when I’m stressed,
But most of all they put up with me,
And for that they are the best.
They pick me up when I have fallen,
They cheer me on when I’m at my best,
Batter, batter, batter
There's a new kid in town. You shove me, put me down.
Afraid to be dethroned. You're blind with fear. But, I am my own.
Called me names. Try to rule those new to town.
A jigsaw puzzle,
is just like a person’s life.
Pieces are missing.
Starting off it is very hard,
A masterpiece at the end
In this life, we are fighters
In our world, they tried to deny us.
Time is running out for us
We don’t have forever
We do not have any time to reconsider
We need to make a decision now!
Two years----last time I saw you
Thinking and thinking what my life would be if our paths never crossed
You seeing something I could not see in myself
Seeing a shy, insecure girl in your science class
you do not define me
BUT.....
you make me almost late for class
words are a lie
there no such thing as life being sweet like pie
words crush you down into the ground
they break you until you scream in pain yelling OW
words are a simple thing
I have so many people in my life
That i adore so much.
But the people i perform with
Have a special place in my heart.
I look at all of their faces as family.
Every day i look forward to seeing them
Summer fled this reality
Too content with leisure’s spent
In pools, the emptied schools, the desolate hallways
But I
I returned happily
To the back breaking work
I remember once
A story about magic and friendship
Love and loss
In the story they told me
How in a land long ago
The earth could breathe
Could speak to you if only you paid attention
I’m not really sure how to write a poem about what I love,What makes me laugh,What I’m proud of,Or what I’m awesome at, because that would be an incredibly long poem…
But I do know how to make a wicked list.
I've come to understand the power of being too
quick to draw conclusions.
Growing up I used to go into situations with
preexisting assumptions,
Shutting out ideas I couldn't relate to or accepted
From all the stars in every galaxy,to the electronic melodyof every song that comes through my eardrums.From every relaxing activity
To be happy:
sip coffee in the crisp, early mornings before crawling out of bed.
skype until 3am just to see your person laugh a thousand miles away.
Life starts with trouble that takes over the soul.
It leaves you breathless and an empty hole,
It can't be filled with concrete
or cement.
It can't be stopped from growing
or causing pain
Spit on the back of a Barbed Halo
They intend to break something they wont
As they pound on false salvation
Soon begins slow suffocation
Other knees broke speeding the process
It's him who makes me happy.It's him who makes me whole. I love him more than life itself,and his name,
You complete me.
It's not just some high school romance.
It's you and I
Together.
The way you smile
The way you laugh
The way you cry;
It all makes you beautiful.
It’s hard to remember anything about beauty when we feel the world weighing down in our stomachs.
Thump, thump, thump
What began as a soft melody like the honey caressing the tongue before swallowed whole
The winds clash to dishevel her
Disoriented, and whispers heard bouncing off the wall
If you want the world to glow, you have to have a spark. I’ve got the spunk and sparkle to chase away the dark.
Lights
Flashing, beaming, blinding, multicolored, bright…
This is what I zone in on, when I take the mic tonight.
The applause and cheers fading into a soothing hum.
Its her aspirations that drive her determination and inspires her to be greater. Hard work and dedication, shes commited to versification, on the everlasting road to riches she's trying to make it.
It is not something easily grasped.
There is no purchase to be held on to,
Not a divet or crook.
Not the smallest form of tangibility.
Yet it can be felt.
It can touch but it can't be touched.
Before I was, He is
Beautifully and wonderfully made
I am his
When I was lost, he came running to my aid
I can never comprehend how he forgave for shedding the blood of Abel
It's not that I was your cure
Or you were my disease
Not that I was saving you
As you were killing me
It's not your illness
Or your dangerous and deadly ways
Not that I'm sick
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And in this moment,
let the mind roam free;
release these demons,
do it carefully.
Mess is not needed,
slip away in the night;
darkness consumes dead limbs,
the demons - they were right.
Inspiring Lives
Tis the day for our Lord is here,
Lift Him high and exalt His name, for his name is quite glorious,
He is whom I owe this abundant source of happiness to.
I'm sad, tears down my cheeks.
Walk to my room, the door slides open.
His excitment, running, jumping, barking.
My smile big, pearly whites showing
Jumps in my arms, licks my face
Delicate toes tiptoed around the edge of the dock,
dipping slowly into the chilled water.
Erupting ripples followed, lapping and licking the splintered harbor.
Time goes by,Swim suits and Water Parks go away,But memories have stayed.The leafs start to fall,and the nights get cold.
Art is my passion I see it evry day.
Music, drawing, writing, and cooking,
A skill that creates something beautiful.
Mesmerized by the beauty,
I could fade away.
Up-up-down-up,
Is the way my bow swings.
Down-down-up-down,
Is the ways my bow sings.
Across my cello she sails,
Surfing a whimsical, musical sea.
The confident captain of her ship,
The joy I find when their near
The tingling sensations that appears
With warm embraces
Smiling faces
The sound of laughter wafts through the air
The glow in my heart for all to see
The green grass, the blue sky, the cool streams of water, the flowers, the birds and the bees,
Picturesque paradise in a faraway land of lakes and of mountains and trees.
The books sit in the corner collecting dust
Don't tell me I must
Don't tell me I have to sit there for hours
I'd much rather be picking a flower
But O how the books call to me a night
What is my safe haven?What is my release?Everyone experiences frustrationIn search of a life of easeEscape, Run
The hair brought back behind my ears
by chilled hands as we walked
through the falling leaves
The colors around us
vibrant but serene
makes me feel warm inside
The scent of spices
Bell rings.
Finally.
God, why is everything so heavy?
It’s a heavy day.
The weight goes stumbling down my body, falling off my stomach, tripping over my knees, landing at my feet. My toes can feel the weight.
a book should be like your favorite blanket…
worn…
with the feeling that you're home…
I sit down
First day, first class
New faces are all I see
I see smiling faces
Faces, all staring back at me
Comforted, that's how I feel
Routine, that's what I need
At the end of the road
Examining the tread
Left behind by previous years
The moment of stepping
Through the doors
Into young adulthood
A new friend
Becomes a best friend
It’s been a long time without you,
This leaf burning season is always so hard,
I have so many memories I want to relive
But I won’t hold back or leave my heart guarded.
You are careful. You wash the raspberries one by one with your hands.I am reckless; I eat the unwashed ones straight out of the box as you scowl:“You know they recalled these last month for contaminants, right?”
Fantasies are swirling
In my head
I must get out
I must live them instead
Traveling is what I want to do-
Traveling of the heart and feet
To the mountains of the world
And oceans blue
Getting lost in the dusty pages,
sifting through distant memories.
A cup of hot chocolate in hand,
listening to the wind whistle outside.
Watching frost as it draws shapes,
My life can be stressful
My school work can be hard
My pain puts me into a hole so deep and dark,
Music is the rhythm of my soul,
It reaches out a fruitful vine.
Touching my life,
Touching life.
I feel the beat inside, tolling deeply like a tower bell,
Facebook status updateMarch 19th, 2009:is cool like ice on your eyelids, aight kid?
Chapter one is when you were born,
Laugh and smile whether hearts are sprung or torn,
You're here not there,
Be grateful that you've got it fair,
Look forward to what tomorrow not the summer ahead,
With everything gained and lost in my past
I began to think I had hit a brick wall,
Yet when you became my first and last
I realized it wasn’t the case at all,
The truest form of love is self love. A romance drawn apon personal reflection and detection of growth through the pain like the rose in concrete. Concrete.
Summer is a drag
At least for dreaded summer babies like me
Crunchy leaves
Exotic new tea's
Fall is the season for me
Sweater weather and nice new boots
Break out your North Face and cute scarves too!
A smokey baby-powder cloud explodes in the black night sky
Field lights flood the field
Ladies and gentlemen, friends from all walks of life, we have had a wonderful summer full of battles sleep, games, and near death experiences.
And with a head rested upon a down pillow,
I wish only that the feathers were my own wings.
Arms out stretched, face towards the sun as it sets.
A better day awaits and the future rides the coattails of yesterday.
I look down at covered feet
Pink sheaths of rubber
Protect from merry splashes
I look up at shedding trees
Their dead skin
Litters mushy ground
I look straight at dragon breath
Happiness can be found
in the air or in your hair.
Happiness can be heard
in the laughter of company or in the peacefulness of your country.
Happiness can be felt
in your heart or on your skin.
Who am I?
Where am I from?
Where am I going to?
For the answers,
I looked up and I looked down,
I understand life is not always fair, I never asked it to be.
Sometimes I pretend that it is all a dream and when I wake up it will all be back to normal
I cry when I realize I cannot alter the past.
Nimble fingers, busy hands-
A guilty head tilt off to the right
As delicate lines kiss the page.
She spends her imaginary free time in a world of her own.
Armed with a pencil,
Cobblestone streets tweet on.
Over the bridge, under the stars;
like a heart you beat,
love a guest to meet.
Taste the red fine wine, oui!
River sends the Hunchback
to the palace to see the Sun.
It's a slippery slope
If you trip, it's hard to get back up
Clawing climbing fighting
I cannot fall
I cannot slip
It is not an unknown
It is not a mystery
I know what lies below
Brush of the sun's warmth
Whispers in the air
Bustling of activity
Pounding steps on the ground
The ranges of vocals gathering to laugh
But it's the smile that gets me through the day
I go to Florida once a year,
All the way down to Key Largo.
Sounds echoing all across the bay.
Waves crashin,
Sun shining,
Palm trees blowing in the wind.
Boats stallng,
My story is unknown
No one knows where I've been
So now I sit here and wait
For my freedom once again.
I'm lonely can't you see
I just want to be held
Loved like all the rest
The Finale and The Beginning
Twist and Shout
Shout and Twist
Summer’s Over and School’s here
WE partied and vacationed
But now we are learning about our vocations
who are we
i ask what are we here for
to laugh and love
to be hurt and abused
being me is so free and i just ask myself
at 21 what have a become a product of this world
I was once told
That asking questions Is beautiful.
Now I wonder
Is answering
Questions just as lovely?
Am I lovely?
If so, I want to be told.
Here we are in the best four years of our life,
We stared this jorney in a new world, it became urworld, and soon we will have to leave this world.
Sometimes between exams and friends the world beats us down,
Small acts of kindness, compliments, and fun times are what I enjoy. I fall, break a leg. Now, I am in a brace. I still walk to class in the hope of throwing my crutches down the stairs, I flowing as smooth as shower curtains.
One, two three four.
Left, right, left, right.
Do it again, do it better.
Sweat,
Like the rain,
Drips down my face.
Feet,
So sore,
I just might sit this one out.
Feels like a rat-race
Whole day spent inside
Lecture continues
Powerpoint slides
Now away with light
Here comes the haunt!
Halloween's the game
The out-o-town jaunt.
Slow
and lovely
the silk and sheets
comfort and perfection
between those pillows
the heart beats slowly
the trance still in the gnawing of your eyes
it makes you feel satisfied
Do you remember those crazy drawings?
The day we laughed till we cried.
The day we traveled together it was your first time to a water park.
The day we screamed because a gross zombie jumped at us on the tv.
I dance with creatures that others fear
And I am not afraid.
I do what others prefer to watch,
And have never felt like more myself.
Daddy wouldn't want to see his princess fall
so I watch my stride and keep my pride alive
Daddy wouldn't want to see me fail
so when they raise the bar and I pratice pull ups
Daddy wouldn't want me to cry
Leaves float through the air
Don't give in to despair
As the walls grow closer
The wind gains a chill
More will lose their will
To live in the moment
Hold your head up high
3 hundred 60 degrees
rotation after rotation
around my hip, neck, arms, legs
the sphere glides around my naked back
a mystical circle in constant motion.
Made of cheap plastic
Don't say "It doesn't matter".
It made you cry.
It matters. Of course it matters.
Hey-
Don't hide your face.
Don't cry. I see you. I see you.
I see your strength,
your heart,
1:47 pm
O, sing a song of fall desires,
Of cool wind-mashed clouds and freezing skies,
And the trees that look not quite so green, but dry;
And of the one voice that calls when all the rest
the epitomy of me, shy and sweet but daring and fiery, insecurity hid inside of me for so long,
heart visible to the naked human eye, like glass is to a cut finger thats bleeding
Sometimes no one will understand
Why you persevere,
Why you smile,
Why you simply don't give up,
During the trials of life.
You can never let them see you fall.
The Future looks at me:
is it Happy?
is it promising?
what is to Be?
So, instead of darting away from the Gaze,
I look straight at It.
Future, I say, what are You?
Nothing.
Pay no attention
to the woman behind the
mask.
She's just an
illusion
of smoke and mirrors,
of pulsing lights and
then she's gone.
Pay no attention
She says they are just words on a page
topped with crushed pencil shavings and blotted ink;
they are just hills of crayons delicately roasted into its nooks and crannies and spine
Writing a sonnet about waterfalls
Is not an easy task to stipulate.
The sound they make: to some people it calls,
To others, an encounter is just fate.
Middle Tennessee State University holds me strong,
In its arms, I can see my future career can't go wrong.
Down in the south, I find my passion, love, and knowledge,
Who am i?
What am i doing?
Where am i going?
Questions i ask myself daily,
Yet i know not the answer,
I will one day,
Hopefully,
And i wait for that day to come.
Who i am,
Is not who you are.
Who you are,
Is not who i am.
I do not know who you are,
But i know who i am,
And that is all i plan on knowing.
On dark days comes light.
People screaming happily.
I remained silent.
Friends smile and laugh.
And yet I remain silent.
Until the time passes.
Looking down at them.
All around me are familiar faces
oh so bright places, oh so bright faces
Everybody full of warm embraces
Longing for that special tomorrow
Their hopes are filling up their passions
'Yer jalan athhirari anni,' she says. 'Moon of my life.'
'Shekh ma shieraki anni,' I whisper back. 'My sun and stars.'
But girls shouldn't date girls
They shouldn't hold hands or kiss
That feeling - it's almost indescribable.
T-minus 2 hours, I'm getting ready. The room is clouded with the smell of hairspray and makeup.
He finds me no matter where I am,
Lost in the dark, the epitome of ugly despair,
Or soaring on the backs of winged seraphs.
He is my King of Kings, my Lord of Lords, and my best friend.
Imagination,
Creation,
Learning,
Applying,
The world of my mind and the world of my eyes
They become one
As I step ever onward, becoming a thing
Flowers Bloom,
when molds of this world are broken, when the walls of conformity are torn down and personalities are set free
The Sunrises,
when hate dispates and love reigns
i used to feel the walls of my skin crumble,
crackling like colloseums of days past and
the lids below my eyes a rich purple, the
color of a royal kings pelt or fresh blood.
When I was a little girl,
I thought I was going to marry a prince.
I was going to live in a giant castle
In an enchanted forest
And have six little, lovely princesses with long, luscious hair
Ode to a University,
To these dreams and thoughts recurring.
That through the knowlege gained we might become enlightened.
We might gain aspiration and exignece,
Music.
Music.
Music.
My soul's bottle of booze;
Gets me higher than a gram of crack
And happier than pay day
Puts my mind on mountains high,
You shine.
You’re bright white light is so full of warmth.
Your positivity is contagious.
The love that seeps from your heart radiates,
and you’re words of kindness breathe life into soul.
Sublime riveting through my veins as the passenger seat vibrates from underneath me;
Foggy air surrounding my eyes and clouding my vision,
Walking down an ordinary street in my ordinary shoes,
With nothing much to do in this ordinary town
Filled with ladies and booze.
Rain falling grades rising typing, typing, typing away.
It's not the B I want, the A is not enough
Sunshining, grades rising typing, typing, typing away.
The grades don't matter, but they're the only thing I see
They walk along the floor just as us, but with more of those toes, and more of their feet.
With a push and a shove, the ripple and splash
Being ripped from the womb like ‘Blast from the Past’
That split second I’m flying oh-so-high
But more of a fly than a bird soaring the sky
Five-Seven to One
, but the song has just begun.
Releasing stress
a tough day, it moves us on nonetheless.
Add a major cadence
to make a statement
Here's to the bad days
to the days that end with you in tears
or nearly
To the days that make you wish
you'd wake up to discover it was a dream
A Resonance Rest
A mystical rise that craves to fall
A burst of tones – loud, unmistakable
There he goes again
Beauty in every step he takes
My dorm is just in the opposite direction
8 steps to be exact
Does he know the itallian "Hello" gets me everytime?
Screaming, thudding, pounding in my ears,
Music lifts me from my lows,
Wiping my tears,
Flowing, floating, swirling through me,
Once a little girl, so careless and free,
Curious of life and all she could be.
Introduced to this world with no map or instruction,
Took a wrong turn down the path to destruction.
The telephone wires shake with laughter.
While she is far away
she has never been closer.
She laughs with a vigor
invisible in sight
but joyous in sight.
She is an invisible smile,
The telephone wires shake with laughter.
While she is far away
she has never been closer.
She laughs with a vigor
invisible in sight
but joyous in sight.
She is an invisible smile,
I like the sticky, humid air on a July night
The constant chatter of the cicadas
Countless stars scattered across the sky
The feeling that I'll always live in this moment
No one can take it from me
You ask me why but I don’t know anything.
I’m just like everyone else, trying to find my way.
But you run into me so many times,
You push me to my limit,
And you make me feel so bitter about life.
Many people proclaim that their boosts are from their phone.
Or the quotes and the music they see or hear
But is that something they truly own?
We only have ourselves to motivate; to love, to fear.
I was skipping through the fields
making friends with the wheat my height
I was holding on to Papa
with all my little might
We ate apples and dreamed
For the sake of tomorrow
Ballons lift me above the surface of the blue
Smiles crack the faces that didn't know about the new you
Endless dances and thinking about how I can reach the moon
In the end I didn't have a clue
You know what is so funny ?
This question !
When people see this statement, they right away want to know the end point.
However my friends, there is no end point.
When i start this poem that what came to my mind!
Fall
It is swallowing us whole
Red, orange, brown
That's all I see
Cool air trickles down my neck
Fall
It's kickoff time
The stadium roars
We hustle through life trying to find meaning, but don't put worth into what we're dreaming. Where does the most value lie? In graveyards where we have died.
Inside the school, so boring and bland,
Lies a charming oasis, a musical land.
Where Tenor Sax, Clarinet, Tuba and more
Are proudly carried right through the door
You've been given the another day. Make the best of it! Don't sulk and sigh because you have to wake up. JUST BE HAPPY! Be proud that you are here. Yes you may not have the best of luck at the moment but it will get better.
Stretched taut from the peg
You resonate
And as I shatter into emotional bliss
You break evenly into fourths -
And perfectly into fifths.
Gone is the still air and
Down goes the canvas of silence.
Twist and shout, I am the boy who made it out
Defined the definition of triumph over doubt
From the concrete who knew that a flower would sprout
Word to Tupac, yeah that’s a shout-out
After I set down my empty coffee mug
I go to school and get me some hugs
From the friends who are like family
The people who love me for me
I know that grades do not define my worth
Nature is pure.Nature is all around me.Nature is emotional.Nature is honest and truthful.Nature is bare and raw.Nature is open; showing all its wonders.
I never thought myself
to be
someone with the dents and grooves
of a chronic smiler
The skin was always smooth
never broken by happiness
until you filled me up
with the hills and valleys
Happiness is hard to find
We can get lost in our own minds
But I have come to find
That friends bring happiness of the best kind
Music is something important to teach
its voice, its soul, its message; its deep
listen and understand the words it weeps
put your mind in a song and let your heart speak
Frogs, food, and video games,
That's what makes me happy,
Family, friends, and life,
That's what makes me happy,
These few things,
Is what is keeping me alive,
Without these people,
Boys?
What's so special about them?
I don't need a boy to keep me happy
But I'll surely keep my eyes open.
What about family?
Not by blood but by love
Who you can be mad at
You make my heart shine
you're an inspiration and
with no you, there is
no me. I hope you
know how amazing you are
my sweet woman, I
am astounded by
Off to college or work; home to cook or clean,
Life gets overwhelming and I often daydream,
About a life without worries, a life without a care,
But then I see your tiny face fixed on mine with a stare,
I like the sound that emmits from my headphones,
the colors that cover the pages of my sketchbook.
The sun that shines so warmly when I sit out on my porch,
Literally heaven for even just a few minutes.
I am looking forward to the future,
Fall and winter, summer break and becoming a senior,
And even farther in the future,
Senior year, prom, and graduation.
I am looking forward farther in the future,
this is a mission of equal vision
peace for your brother and loving one another
no one has to die just to see civil rights
and these kids dont have to cry cuz they got no food
I woke up bare and naked.
My identity was my name and date.
I didn't grow up to be famous, but I grew up to be great.
What's Happiness?
Perhaps making a stranger smile
or seeing your soulmate for just a while
What's Happiness?
Is it waking up with all of your family at home
or taking a crazy last minute trip to rome
Some are hard to please,
but not me
My mind is put at ease
by simply looking out at the sea.
Sometimes i wonder if you think of me,
or if i should just let you be.
Why can't you just see?
I am suffering here all alone,
left alone out in the cold,
heart turned into stone.
Summer. Fireflies caught in a jar.
Lemonade and sweet guitar.
Swimming. Working. Swimming some more.
Creating. Sweating. Barbecued pork.
I have been here in this life time and time again.
I have been to hell and looked the devil right it the eyes.
There I walk broken and cast aside, I am not okay.
His Love
His love is a candle in the dark of night
For those who need it and follow his word
And those who seek it and follow the light
Silver and gleaming
Illuminating
A shadowed light
Fall upon me
Cast aside
Nightmares
And the clouds
Ever obscuring
Hide the path
Until I see
You beyond
There is this misconception that when you get to college you become an adult,
And you become more mature and "the real world" starts to make sense.
I'm a very easy person to please
give me the bare necetties and some privicy
I'll love you for ever
it does't take a lot to make me smile
Give me sunflower or a sloppy kiss on the cheek
Protection from the sun,
A place with all things fun
Does not exclude anyone.
Diversity is pure.
Every day becoming clear
That friends of all color are near.
I'm happier than a bird singing a song.
It's all because of you, mom.
You bring me from my darkest moments and make me happier than a bird singing a song.
My only wish is for you to continue being the same.
She smiles so deeply that it leaves imprints on her cheeks.
Her laugh brings joy to others that are far beyond her reach.
The words flow out of my mouth
My whisper floats in the wind
They fly from the north and go to the south
They go on without end
The music creates my world
The soft waves hitting the shore
I am hard working
I overachieve
I want to go to college
But it is a lot of money
I apply for scholarships
As my hope
To follow education
And tell slackers nope
I'm surrounded by these barbie dolls
their make-up so plastered
like those white walls,
Noses up in the air
proud and feared
as if they're drowning in this atmosphere.
They spit on those seats so low
I look to my right at the beautiful boy sitting next to me and I wonder how anything so shattered could look so perfect.
Am I wrong for being different, unlike the typical boys?
The ones who sag their pants to the floor, as I look around it feel like I am unsure
I used to be afraid to come out and say look, you hurt me
Hurt me with the pain of a billion crying souls crushing mine like the compression
Of earths plates
Here comes me seeping out the seams like magma from a volcano
headphones on,
fingers on the
keyboard
electronic
music in my
head
write this rhythm
Beat within a Beat within a
Sometimes I think of you
The way the sun kissed your face
The way the wind ruffled your hair
And all we would do was stare
I think of what we were before
And laugh when I see the sparkle in your eyes
Let me live in the valley,where the music drums in my earsand rattles my bones.I feel the crisp air
A look;A precious truth that I cannot hold nor touchtet can feel the softnessbrush against my faceas your cold eyes pass over mine
You are perfect?
No.
I don't like perfect things.
You are beautiful?
Yes.
But that makes it just sound skin deep.
You are indescribable.
I thnk that works the best.
High School.
Defined as many word, but one describes it well over all.
Chaotic.
Dogwood blossoms drift to the ground
Temperatures finally rising all around
It's Spring again
Things are green as far as eye can see
Little birds sing in every tree
It's Spring again
what uplifts me is the drums banging behind me
sometimes its so loud i cant hear myself sing.
the fact of the matter is that it doesn't matter how i sound
the message remains the same off pitch or on.
The naive caterpillar twists in all directions
That's what I love the most
That's right, follow the path you think is best
Shout away all your frustrations any day,
Every day,
'Cause it's never too late.
Friends, family, peers and more
without them life would be such a bore.
I love to laugh, and dance and sing.
They make life such a wonderful thing.
Live each day as if it were your last,
I can see it now:
we’re in traffic,
in the left lane
because driving fast with the windows down
is your favorite thing
(you like watching my hair
become a tangled disaster
in the loud wind),
I know I might not have been born in a Hispanic Country,
What is it to gaze
at the majesty in the sky?
What is it to marvel
at the beauty in creation?
To peer and bore
is simply trivial.
One most feel
each blade of grass.
Crawl into
How can there be pain in a place where there is so much joy? A loving relationship is the most awesome experience in the world. This is why it also holds the potential for so much sadness. There are so many things that can go wrong.
Music is beautiful,
comforting
and loving.
The accoustics paint a one of a kind picture,
the harmonies feel like they're holding you in a large hammock,
I am stuck in a four wall room,
Hoping not to end up all gloom,
Like rats we fight for the top,
Only to fall and drop,
Soon I'll end up under a tomb
Hi Mommy,
You do not know that I am here yet,
But I know you will love me,
I am so small right now,
I am growing everyday.
Hi mommy,
You just found out I am here,
I hope you know
That I can do more than play fetch
I’m an intelligent brain with quite the intellect
And boy oh boy do I love your cuddles
But I often wish I could help you when your troubled
On tuesdays,
We went to the movies.
And I wouldn't trade a dime,
To have worked those nights,
Instead of eating popcorn.
In June,
We went to the beach.
And the heat of the sand,
A Man is something unique.
A man is what all little boys should strive to be.
But how can a little boy strive to be a man when a man he does not see.
People say music is life
I believe that
Blast some Iggy Azeala and Sam Hunt
Talk dirty to me
Leave the night on
Walk the line
All #1s in my eyes
Take a cruise
in your car
The days and weeks slip slowly by,I seek to learn of stars on high.How great the wonder of distant land,The universe of God's own hand.At night I oft look up and stare,Maybe someday I'll travel there.
I love summer days, because of the sun’s shinning rays.
The sun shines ever so hot, even hotter than a boiling melting pot.
When it is so hot and I want to get cool.
I can go to my grandma’s house for a dip in her pool.
A pool of sorrow.
I am in. I long for the days of the simpler times.
As an older being,
Music, the sound of vibrant feelings,
Makes me shout from rooftops and sky alike,
Fills me with rejoicing and promises that spike
The interest of new hope, of laughter, of fulfillment,
And all I want to do is fly,
Light glittering gently off crests of lapping wake
thick rusty chains groan
in protest of my featherweight
fresh cut wet grass
Hapiness is, the wind in your hair while riding your bike too fast through town
Hapiness is staying up too late watching your favorite TV show on Netflix
Or how about running to the end of your street and jumping into the ocean
The deadened heart of a wolf was taken out,
A greater miracle than flying,
He waited patiently,
Shedding off blood and death,
A beating one of hope.
for so long, I've been so low
swimming in an endless river of self doubt
and now I have looked back on the past and seen
where I was
where I came from
and what I have become
You only hear ambience
But I hear music.
The air swirls around me
The world breathes to the beat of my heart,
A constant, pulsating light:
Strings, percussion, and a choir of Earth's creatures.
How lovely it is the world after midnight,
The silence of the wind, the tallights of a stray car,
Mindfulness in this somber time brings about peace,
A joy so rarely seen in the midst of daily chaos,
Memories are what stitch us together,
Allowing us to smile through anything.
Those old conversations,
The long laughs we shared,
Crazy adventures we courageously became part of.
it appears egon schiele loves women as much as i do.
but he could never properly convey the curvature of your hips,
the pink pout of your lips.
Three rings turns into four with razors of sound relentless against the stygian room,
You’re consumed by the predawn darkness as that damn blare resonates inside your skull,
Happiness is 12 hour plane rides to new places, smiling at strangers, appreciating nature, loving others, loving yourself, dates in coffee shops, prayer, peace, finishing suspensful books, his voice, tuned
With spinning spokes and turning wheel
The childen don protectve helms
And dogs nip at their heels
Which pedal o'er lands and realms,
The bicycles in all the parl,
Roll and ring till day turns dark.
Whew!
I got to catch a breath got to keep going got to keep buzzing
Show the opposition what kind of matter I’m made of.
And I will keep buzzing and blazing bright no matter if we are
Down below or way up high.
So bright and vibrant, all different colors.
Nothing is the same, one dish to the another.
You fill my mouth with joy, oh how I love you.
You are chop, you are stirred, you are devoured
As I sit at home, on the couch, I wonder what inspires me.
Does the sun inspire me?
Or does the way the wind makes the blowing trees sound?
I think, those things aren’t it, they don’t inspire me.
Balloons go up in the air
A simple smile and a hello
Faith to keep on flying fair
Hope to keep heads up today
Come home, get together, pray
Sing with the birds, my sunshine
My lover is very mysterious.
His moods change like the wind.
He is calm, collected, and tranquil one minute,
And furious, stormy, and vicious the next.
But I love him anyways.
He leaves me gifts,
Away from the summer breeze, it is claustrophic in the narrow hallways.
Instead of the peace of the ocean, the sound of slamming lockers is harsh and brutal.
When it rains on a cold,whispering evening. At that time nothing is important. Homework is further delaid and dinner would not be made.
Uplifting.
What a lovely word.
Up.
Lift.
Ing.
It just rolls off the tongue.
I'm uplifted by music.
By the lovely melodies created by all sorts of things mashed together.
I can imagine what it's like to laugh,
I always try to keep the pain away,
my smiles show only half-
of what I'm actually feeling today.
But, I do know of a place that makes me smile,
Tourists filled with glee
Look! There’s Mickey!
Children flee
Their hands so sticky
Too much candy and sugar excite
Tucked away from the crowd of tired students dragging their feet through the halls
Lies the theatre wing where inspiration can still be found in such an institution.
A lovely little place where music dances through the air
And students can be...
"I surround myself with those whom I love,
For it is by their existence that makes life mean all the more.
Little things
Just the smallest things
Waking up to a promised sunrise
To breathe air that is granted freely
Though without these things we would fall to demise
Silent as A butterfly...
Swiftly making my move.
You ask me who am I.
For I am not defined.
For I have no voice.
A never ending walk through the terrainnot thinking about a single stepThe moment was goneand there was no turning backThe feeling of failureit couldn't go away
I step into the room smiling on the inside.
I can only hold my cheeks down for so long.
Why is it so hard to keep my face from flushing red?
What once was sullen and dark despair
Is now the song of Summer and salt in the air
Sweet Affirmations of kind like-minded strangers
Makes it easier to fight everyday's dangers
concerts blasting so loud you can barley hear,
screams of the crowd, everyone dancing,
splashing in the pool,
having noodle fights,
relaxing on the beach soaking up the hot sun,
crisp, brown tan,
Summer is over but not all fun is goneits time to start art projects and get them done!thinking outside of the boxits almost a way of getting
H
This last year
of highschool time,
the best friends i've met
in all my life line
On this graduation day
on this last cheer,
we will laugh and have fun
until the sun sets here
Coming home every night
to a family that is so tight
gives me a feeling deep in my belly,
even if my brother is a little smelly,
that all my hard work, boring classes, and long hours at school
Coming home every night
to a family that is so tight
gives me a feeling deep in my belly,
even if my brother is a little smelly,
that all my hard work, boring classes, and long hours at school
Lost
Vines crept out of the brick trail like swindlers
Haunting shadows lurked, whispering wishful sins
Promises of protection enticed his selfish delights
Come, sit and see your life
Think forward, fall back
The pain, the joy, and all the laughs
Winding roads and twisted turns
Think of all that you have learned
A cold-front swooped in in the night,
it brought back nostalgia and I didn't bother wearing a jacket that day.
The wind on my skin,
Autumn in San Antonio crawling back to me and I knew this feeling was everything.
There are so many things we can do together,
So many things to make our life better,
Together we can.
Together we can…
Imagine what you can create,
Show your passion,
Be truly amazing.
Sunkissed skin and tennie shoe tanlines. Skin slick with sweat the byproduct of marching drill and the autumn sun.
BOOM! its intense and loud. you can see the conductor excited as you feel the energy from the crowd.
Friends make me happy.
They supply laughs when I'm feeling down, and guidance when I'm feeling lost.
You can't just find friends anywhere, you have to really search.
It took time to realize what was true happiness
what did it mean to be complete or did I need a signicant other to make me happy
did i need somenone by side in order to have an identity
Texas summers are a witch's boiling pot
Heat chews up, spits out, and leaves to rot
Fun they are not
Texas land is ugly and poor
cursed soils grow plants to make you sore
The place is a bore
The mailbox held an envelopeKeys still in the lockRunning late to the movies
A lavender sky
Shadows caressing the clouds
and millions of laughing stars
The vivacious sun ignores the moon's protests
and takes her into his arms
I lay, entranced by the wonder around me
Your love is the sound the trees make
when I race through the groves and thickets
surrounding our little city.
It is the leaves crunching beneath my paws,
the soft yielding earth,
Little beauties are overlooked
The serene calmness of an undisturbed water
The vine grows, twisting around every bend
The fire giving off life, the crackle does not holler
Music is the melody to my soul
It helps me stay in control
Oh the bright sun takes a toll
The night sky is my song
Yet it is not so long
I love to write and think
It makes my heart sync
This is it.
This is the last chance, and the last time.
I could look at this as dismally as I please but what good will that do?
I am happy for everything in my life
I am happy for the parents I have
The friends I conversate with
The house I live under
The food I eat
Even if I did not have those things, I will still be happy
Wide and open,
She runs free,
Faster than any horse,
More free than any bird.
Spirit higher than any star.
Happiness radiates like the sun on her face.
My girl
the wind singing joyous songs
Bang, Pow, Wham
Limbs hitting punching bags at all different angles.
Rainbow colored belts are everywhere.
Warmth.It envelops my being,like that feeling you get when you pee your pants.They always make sure to keep me from beingLonely.
One day you are going to wake up and notice that you should've tried. You are worth the fight. Stop the Negative as well as start the positive. Vast things happen when you distance yourself from the negative.
The homeless seem mistreated
And neglected
I went undercover to see what people would think of me living on the streets
Minute after minute I would hold my cup up high asking for spare change
when I am feeling down, but not feeling music I get my radio then I tune it, I throw my hands in the air and wave like I just dont really care.
So many things to learn Some are written, some are etched in celluloid Is it latent sexual desire as proposed by Freud Am I just driven naturally to be a winner Or is it something that was conditioned by Skinner So many things that my teachers ca
Hey you,
summers ended.
Don’t be all boo!
Because we have so many thing
to do.
We have to plan,
Search,
and even band up
looking for the right school.
Our lives our diferent, yes we all know that, but at times we forget
We forget that instead making a path we follow others
Dazzling orbs of light dance across this crowd.
Vibrations of sound resonate on the surface of our skin.
Chills reverberate down the bone of our spines.
We, the people, become one being;
One entity.
To know what I know is to know what was taught. What was taught is suppose to be used for what I do.
Many peopleDo not care forWhat the stars have to sayOr what sign anyone is,
But if the stars are to be believed,And my star sign to ring true,Then I am a person of particulars
I've been called strange
And maybe deranged
Because my views on school aren’t the same
When August rolls around-
I cheer!
Hip-hip-hooray for the new school year!
Oh, no, you too?
Singing
A freedom of expression
Teaches me a lesson
Never selfish always present
No need to worry
Make a mistake
Sing the pain away
A form of therapy
Raindrops on roses
Kittens with wiskers.
These are a few of my favorite things.
The sound of music
An inspired song
Makes my whole body ring
Throughout those summer days
Reverb
Echoing Pulsing Changing
My eyes are closed
My breath is deep
My chest is shaking
I envision something
a butterfly
wings flapping in slowmotion like a cheesy scene in a movie
Summer has once again ended, and it's time for the craziness of school.
Only one thing is different now, It's my fourth and final year of school.
The morning bell rings,They file into the classroom.Looks of fear, uneasiness, and confusion,That is only seen on the first day of school.
If I would have cried and begged you to stay in your arms, would you have kept me?
would you have let me be?
was it easier to turn your back on me?
who were you truely setting free? you or me?
Fall is coming,
bringing some of my favorite things.
The crackle of a bon-fire with friends,
warm drinks in hand.
Snuggling into a soft blanket,
while my book carries me worlds away.
First Generation to make it college
Feeling lost and unprepared yet
I feel very proud to say I didn't let my
parents down Its sad to know the life I once have known
will unravel and leave nothing for me back home
Life seems to stop,
but the earth keeps moving
In like a gust, Is
another school season.
Memories fade, like a summer haze.
college will be rough, said my friend big guss.
Picking up my fingers
Tracing them over keys
Every note that lingers,
Is like honey from bees
You slam the door in my face, in my heart, in my possibilities, you leave
Leave me to raise myself
Leave me to find my own way in a world of insolence and hate
I am yours, but you are not mine
The joy. The new experinces for you to come after moving into that next season in life. To know your gonna grow that much smarter then the past mistakes you made. To know your gonna feel something new, see something new then last season.
Creationalists unit under the inequities created by my all powerful being!
Four score and seven years ago
This blasted class began.
I have a dream that
One day the learning will end.
I dream of a different world,
One conceived in liberty--
Or at least freedom from homework!
Sterling Klein
09/09/2014
Forever Unknown
Though the years keep passing,
Time doesn't slow down
It keeps moving without me.
And I am fearing that
What I see
"Make us laugh"
They waited
"Tell us a story"
Here I was on the spot again
Not a comedian
Why do people smile?
For money, love, or candy?
A new purse or greed?
What can we want this time?
Why do people say hello?
To greet, welcome, or please?
Business or pleasure?
Thrown into life with no say;
born to a mother in a high school daze
who’s only direction was the bottle
of hard A – “adult juice”.
A father who gambled – and lost –
Leaves are turning
Firpits burning
shorts are replaced
by a sweaters embrace
Dead leaves falling
vehciles stalling
snow falls thick
roads are slick
Soft and fluffy
noses stuffy
Graduating high school is a great thing to me
time to find new places to explore and see
having the pleasure to walk on stage
ready to have my coming of age
about to enter a whole new world
My happiness
It comes from dance
Enjoying life
Fulfilling my God-given purpose
It comes from seeing those I love smile!
That smile is joy in its best form
You and I
One spark of life
In the warm and wet
How long were we the same person?
That one
Split into two identical halves
Drifting exponentially apart
With each passing year
So sleepy, watching Jorge doze before
The lure of bedtime takes my feverish brain
Away to dreams that make my heart soar
All doubts and fears go back to where they came.
In dreams, I do not dwell on failure, nor
I see them,
Do they see me?
all I can breath,
is the humid air coming from that tree,
You're about to bleed,
You're about to bleed,
Becasue I don't trust any of you trees.
A guy who is afraid to express his opinion
But has quite a clear vision
How can he overcome this hinderance
Without seeming a bit insolent
One day the answer will be found
But for now he sits tied and bound
I anxiously await the day
My novel is confirmed to play
To invade your minds
With my tantalizing words
For my characters to wound
To uplift, to hurt.
For the hours I've spent
In silence to toil
School time again and I'm still behind,
Not enrolled in classes I meant in my mind.
College has always been hectic and fast,
but my mind has been on only the past.
She, is the Sun of my galaxy
From Earth she might be covered in clouds
But in the grand scheme of my universe
I revolve around her
She, is my rock
Strong winds are no match
Engaging in metamorphism
i want to shout my love's name from rooftops and i want to make the whole world know she's mine
i see my love in everything there is because my love is as soft as skin and as brave as the ocean tide
My person behind the curtain is rarely seen,
not many have seen the real me.
I choose what i show to others,
the person behind the curtain is torn.
Tattered and tired.
The person behind the perfectionist
We out here,
Girls be showin skin
All my boys and I
Been workin hard up at the gym
Some getting big
And some getting slim
Head down to the beach
And let the beer sink in
The heart is a very peculiar and underrated asset,
it is muscular and passionate,
it pumps blood tirelessly,
and it never complains.
When i'm running for endurance,
I was sitting in chemistry class today
and our professor told us that
we are made of the breaths of dying stars,
chemicals and cold fusion,
the remnants of ages long past
at the birth of our universe.
It’s The Little Things
Lots of little things can crack little smiles
For certain folks it’s the runner’s high after a few miles
Maybe it’s sitting on your porch watching the crazy bastard run by
I can feel the target on my back
Drawn with sweat and dirt
And can hear the footsteps chasing me
Muffled spikes in dirt
With my success
Comes another’s failure
Pained smiles and caged disappointment
It's a careful process
romantic even,
when you pull off the wrapper
of a Crispy Chicken Asiago Ranch Sandwich
from the Wendy's Dollar Menu
Wind jumps in through the window and pushes my hair from my face.
I remember laughing with those I'd held as they held their tear-splotched faces.
I remember listening to the urge to ask a short but big question,
For them
It is a he, a him
For me,
She is
Everything
That i wish I could be
Her passion
riveting and delightful
her empathy
Happiness isn't usually what I think when I think of school.
I think of studying and homework and all things uncool.
But then I think about what makes me get up at 6 am.
Being a military kid can be a real drag sometimes. You move more than the average teen. Last year I moved to and went to public school.
What are you looking at?
Are you looking at the pain I tried so hard to hide?
The terrible sins I tried to erase daily?
Yes, I bet you see the struggles I go through,
As a girl, some imagine day in and day out
what life will bring about.
Who will you fall in love with?
If I have a daughter will I name her Beth
after myself? What will my wedding
She is what struck my heart in the first place. She knows how to make me laugh and smile. She knows the cure for my sadness. She is all I need to uplift me in my time of need.
“My Day by Day”
Eager to learn music from my college at dawn
Making music from my own small studio at dusk
Obtaining inspiration from my favorite musicians
I am seventeen years of agewith my whole life ahead of me.I know of hardship and heartachebut more importantly I know of warm smiles and bright laughs.Sunshine and rain flourish within me
The thunder roars
in my ears,
the soft echo
of the quiet spring
gone.
Then comes the plop
of rain and
the smell
engulfs me.
There is nothing
Passion, love, laughter
Revolve around each other?
Who is the master?
Could it be you, the one
Who listens and obeys?
Only if you care to run,
And catch what is yours.
Mama’s on the couch, leaning against Daddy
Heads tossed back, laughter mingling together
My brothers arguing good naturedly
My sister curled up away from me, sleeping
These are a few of my favorite things
Spring, Graduation arrives...
You lose contact with friends, you become excited for the future .
"College", everyone anticipates for that acceptance letter..
August-- the month everyone moves in, you included.
Ears were made to listen
To hear a beautiful tune
Sounds that take you to a different world
Can you feel the beat?
Clap your hands and stomp your feet
Find the joy and feel the peace
Move your body
Math is not easy
It makes me queasy
The kids in my class quickly fix that
Sitting in the middle of all these guys
It is hard not to disguise the laughter in my eyes
They crack jokes back and forth
When I met him, it was on a dark January night.
He was wearing blue jeans, and also a shirt that was light grey.
And into his big deceiving eyes I saw light.
That light then dimmed, and I turned into prey.
The twinkle in her eyes
As she stares in the mirror
Those magazines depict
Beautiful women
She once felt inferior
What is love,
But an incorrigible display of our own assholery
In our protest of being alone?
What is love,
But the denial of a cold room
Constantly beating to the sound of one heart
Mmmmmm!That smell! So sweet!Lush and fresh,So pure and new, like fresh rainIt makes my nostrils sing!So clean and clear!Cool, like the sharp, moist air by an autumn waterfall.
Mother Mother
Your like no other
Truly one of a kind
I'm inspired by your grind
You dealt with happiness and pain
I never seen you in a bad mood not even when it rained
Smile on my face
5, 6, 7, 8
Cheerleading.
It's in my blood.
12 years of it.
12 entire years of my life.
12 years of pom poms,
dancing,
cheering on the crowd.
Looking up at the sky as rain softly mists down
Walking beneath the trees family nearby
Laying inside my room silence within, birdsong outside
O, Chipotle, Chipotle!
I always seem to crave you,
when I need a savory bite or two.
I don't know what it is,
but the taste of your food is like an angel's kiss.
Take me to the sea in which I reach for
Don't leave lest I am gone
Take me to the stars of which I soar in
Gaze at my power that shimmers across the sky
Take me to your heart
Graze my skin, smooth and fair
Wondering down the road,
Waiting for me to find myself.
As I look into my future,
I see the colors swarm,
