ARCHIVE Best teenage poems from January 2005 - July 2005 The Essence of Youth by Maria English Assault the seven signs of aging with Oil of Olay Skin Genesis Microdermabrasion will sandblast your pimples away A Neutrogena Skincare gal oooozes style and grace Crystalift Complete vacuums ten years off your face L'oreal Solar Expertise guards skin from that horrible sun Ponds is perfect for the modern woman forever 'on the run' If you use Garnier Absolue Fluide you will look like Britney Spears And now, new Lancome Homme the range for the man who 'cares' Piling and packing stuff onto our faces will surely help unmask the truth ...help me, help me I'm drowning in the fountain of youth. The Native's Hour by Joseph Bennett (with apologies to Henry Wadsworth Longfellow) Between the night and the daylight, When night begins to lose its power, Comes a pause in the day's occupation, That is known as the native's hour. I hear from my bed upstairs, The batter of gargantuan drums, The sound of a man who is chanting, And the beat of the native hums. From the door I see around the fire, Descending the front porch stair, People dressed in traditional attire, Dancing the fire's flare. A sudden stop into silence, Yet I know by their eyes surprised, I, too, saw the vision in the fire's flare, I shall never forget, nor have it revised. I wondered what is meant all my life, But I now know it was telling me, Never be afraid of who you are, Be proud of your culture and ancestry. Still by Jessica Gordon Still living, Still breathing, Still standing here in the same skin as when I was born, Still wondering what I'm here for, Still thinking of what I want to be, Still changing into that person, Still here breathing, standing, living, Still. Equal by Emily a racial old bag an overworked Mom a single parent a dying widow we're all the same we have different stories some will break your heart but we're all equal you shouldn't care if I'm black, white, Chinese, Asian it's what's inside that counts remember you don't want to be rejected so don't reject others Dream by Jessica Gordon I dream I can fly, I dream I can sing, I dream to live, I dream to love, I dream to belong, I just dream. A Cloud by Kiana Peterman A cloud hangs over this dark planet With wars in the East and West I now know why we're all a mess We fight against each other Brother vs. Brother It's not right, it's not fair To those who live there People dying People crying For their love ones in despair The wars have no end in sight I'm afraid they may go on and on The war is gone. Searching by Kyle Frost The setting sun brings dusk to the desert sand Leaving a lone wanderer to rest in the cool of night A singular man on a mission with no meaning 'cept to himself He is lost, but not lost per se Searching for himself in the endless desolation He lays his head down to ponder another day Under the blanketing expanse of a darkening sky Let Me By by Laetitia Velfre Don't trample on the daisies in my field of gold Don't take my responsibility because I don't want to grow old Let me soar in my velvet sky With the moon and the stars deep in the night Let me swim the seven seas Let me be who I want to be Let me regret what I did wrong Let me sing my soul's sweet song Let me choose the path I want to take Let me learn from the mistakes I make Let me search this world of eyes Let me find my heart's surprise The Last Tree by Kyle Frost A single tree silhouetted against the desert plain Calls out to generations past and to come Once an expression of all that is beautiful An essence that no artist could capture But no longer do babbling children pick the luscious fruit No longer do families enjoy its shade The charred bark and twisted branches frozen in eternal pain The leaves long burned away and the animals that once called this tree home A distant memory As darkness creeps across the land, It casts a subtle glow in the blackness of night Winter by Kelley Nash Sitting by the fireplace Wrapped up in a blanket Drinking hot chocolate filled with marshmallows Watching the snow falling outside the window The windows frosted on the edges The perfect winter dream Goodnight by Tracy The day is over, The night begins The world becomes sober, Without a sound, We sit and stare, At the beauty of the sunset, Completely unaware, Of the serenity, the peace and the brilliant colors. We just look into the sunset and see one another, As we laugh and as we play, And we look back upon the day. And when the sun finally vanishes from sight, We all go to bed and all say "Goodnight" Red Liquid Dropping From Beneath Us by Stephanie R. Thousands die many suffer Kids go hungry every hour. What is this world Which we reside in? Only a place where pain breathes in. Bomb after bomb drops down on our lives only destroying what we've managed to keep alive. Stop this destruction before it ruins everything for sure. 'Cause only that solution can stop what may be gone forever. The Real World by Emily pressure pushing down on me mysteries that I can't see emotions flipping coupon clipping poverty reality I don't know what to think or do all I ever see is you people screaming cities teeming wandering all alone in this unadulterated zone the real world strikes politics wars and fights I just can't seem to get away I'm still here, here today the real world hits me like a bomb but I will still hold strong Hello Today by Pamela Villa Whisper to me that this world is not over yet because this white turns to gray instantaneously. Water turns to ice as my mind freezes in the middle of nothingness. Blue ink turns transparent and your words turn into a meaningless word puzzle. The night is black and my view is blank. Your name alters and you become a little X. I fly between Technicolor butterflies and above the sky. Close your eyes and pretend that today is the only day. Tomorrow is not mine and yesterday shouldn't be a term. Life, like my hand, wastes itself way in the middle of blue ink. Life is a misunderstanding and it is morning as I fall in love with the rain. My father's blues emanate from my memory as I wake up and greet life. Goodbye fallacy, hello today. Squeeze Me by Nicole You ranted raged and cursed and cussed Conveniently squeezed out my puss Well, your sick life is far from simple I'm the dreaded pay-back pimple I stuck by you, right on your face But boyfriends teased, left you disgraced And so you gave me one hard smack I went away, but now I'm BACK! And now I've grown a bigger head Don't mess with me, or you'll be dead Don't poke or prod and pretty please Make-up will not make me decease! So let me grow and safely sit Let all admire the mega-zit And when I'm gone, don't be too well For I'll return to make life hell! Let Back by Sofia Tania Let back the tears Falling down my cheek Let back the sorrow Filling up my heart Nothing fake is consolatory, my dear And this is life we face together Not operas you watch at nights So should we be sad, then be it Let not the smile be on our face If it shouldn't For we aren't clowns So should we be sad, then be it Let back my anguish Let me just be foolish If it is real me. As For War by Chris Emms As for the men as they enter the town nothing is heard but the whisper of soldiers lurking in the shadows searching for any signs of resistance. As for the army that marches through like a devil's tongue through the midst of war groans that can be heard from half dead men As for the tears of many wives who have lost their husbands in this terrible suffering As for the hopes of the captured soldiers waiting for allies to arrive and save them from their fate As for the children crying for their fathers who they will never see again As for the graves of so many, plain and unnoticeable As for the homeless whose homes are nothing but a lump of bricks As for the looters stealing everything left standing As for the winning soldiers crying so loud, begging for their companions to get up As for war, a thing so cruel that devours so many but for what I ask you ? Nine, Eleven by Lauren Pellecchia At first nothing just an empty lot. Then two tall twin towers built to last. Now just memories and trust shattered. How I Feel with M.E. by Stacey Roberts I feel angry Angry in myself I feel like this is my own fault People say - Is it everybody's fault they have M.E.? I don't know, but it is mine. I feel weak Weak and useless I feel that I'm missing out on life Time passes by, time has changed I'm awake in the middle of the night. I feel pain Pain that never goes away I feel depressed - dark clouds and the rain falls on me Do I want to live? I feel scared Scared of myself I feel that I need to get away from myself Scared if I'm in a big crowd Everybody chatting and walking around. I feel brain fogged Brain fogged and confused I feel like there is cotton wool in my head Getting worked up when getting mixed up This is how i feel!! The Last Prize by Aeren Baker Sleeping death on a dusty shelf Laying next to life itself The game's been played without a score No one wins here anymore No one wins the loser's place No one competes to win the race No one wants to witness the fall, The victorious rise, No one cares at all So sad is their life In comparison with death So they pass the time By planning their relief In the joyous 'last breath' They eagerly wait their turn To fall from the skies To crash and to burn To finally win And collect the last prize Kind of Color by Brandy Stevens I have ten fingers and ten toes I'm different everyone knows They're right when they say life's not fair the color of my skin no one should care I eat breakfast with my family and all, put my pants on one leg at a time - try not to fall My skin is in the way I hear names called day by day so what if I'm white black and tan? When it comes down to it were all man I have feelings too vise versa same with you You laugh and point at us and say we owe our ancestors made you slaves and so we don't owe each other anything no slaves, wars, or kings Get along the dream I have everyday Martin Luther King Jr. wanted it that way Still With Us by Kara Watching the burning house and only escaping was the little field mouse, the rest God has taken. Knowing that they're gone, left right before dawn, I think this as I sit on their overgrown lawn. Life is special, something that you should never abuse, only use, before you lose, what he did, now he views us as we live in the blues. If God meant it to be this way, then all I have to say is that 'till this day, may we praise the way that they were. In Loving memory of Michael H., Eric S., and Tami E. Maguire. Who all died in a very deadly fire on March 30, 2005. We all miss you! We love you and God Bless You! Updated 1st June 2005 Venus by Grace Nguyen A girl so beautiful, born at sea So enchanting that she dazzled me She was blown ashore by the wind Even though they were not of kin Light as a feather, she blew ashore Soft was her skin, filled with flitter galore She stepped on land as mighty Zeus flew by Stopped by her beauty, he started to cry And he looked down at her and started to say, "I shall take you to Olympus, if I may." So up they flew towards the crimson sky, And she looked back at me and waved goodbye The Elegant Empty by Keenan Fry an empty space has elegance in its own way a gap only able to be filled by the imagination's end not limited or reserved an elegant empty Some Other Place by Nivedita Bhattacharjee I stood on the edge of the cliff Breathing the misty gale, Stood there watching bewildered The sunless sky turn pale. The ocean before me was calm The birds were breathing the balm Of the winds, with the fragrance of nature Which is nature's invisible feature. The night is fast covering the sky Moon still seems to be very high Smiling at the countless stars Resembling a city-street full of cars. I painted this scene In my minds canvas, to Adorn with this flower My minds empty vase My Home, My Sweet Home by Amir Afshar I witness the history of an ancient civilization. Ancient towers palaces with a golden hue. My eyes wander to the blanket of white, which covers the mountains. The bells chime as children bustle into school. I walk through a bazaar buzzing with civilians. A paradise of peace, no guns to shoot. People pray as a praise to our illustrious god. Spread out on woollen mats bent down in respect. Village people roam free and wild in my home, my sweet home. And I cast my eyes upon the wild horses racing along the plains of the grassy meadow. They neigh and whisper to themselves as most people do. Wildlife flourishes as nature rules supreme in my home, my sweet home. Shadows dance across the sun. I gaze at the horizon, bright and clear. A sight to see, a sight to behold. Kings have ruled and kings have perished in my home, my sweet home. The sound of a rooster crowing in the morning. Time flies by, another day nears. A palace only encountered in dreams. That is my home, my sweet home. Seasons by Viviana Ramirez You have many years ahead of you, Make them as if they were your last. Go see the beautiful things such as flowers in the early spring. Go see the early sunrise in the hot summer heat. Watch the leaves in fall changing color one by one. Watch the skaters skate on the frozen ice on a cold winter day. Seasons change time by time, Make them special and sweet, Make the memories last. Weekend by Joshua Bryant Saturday fun, sport jumping, playing fishing weekend Sunday, weekday, school day working learning yawning boring long Monday Me by Amy Carrillo My hair is like a horse's tail My eyes look as if the devil is burning in them The veins under my eyes are thick and black My eyelashes are as long as Pinocchio's nose when he lies My heart may not be big like the sun But it still has a space for everyone Deep in my heart I live in a house full of weird sometimes annoying people. As the Waves Wash by Grace Nguyen At the beginning of time there was a rugged rock. Right away, a wave washed over it and smoothed it out. As time went by the waves kept washing over it. The rock hit other rocks and chipped but the waves were always there to wash over it. After many years it became a smooth pebble. Smooth from the caring waves but still filled with its originality. For no two rocks nor two people are exactly the same. Book by Angel Herenadez If I were a book, I would turn my pages to show what I have written inside me. If I were a book, I would move from one bookshelf to another to share my stories to others. If I were a book, I would lay open to my chapters to show what happens in the story of my life. I Say Brown by Georgette Fernandez Green or blue? Which one is best for you? I say brown please, 'cause they are my truth just dive in their virtual waters, play within their thoughtfulness discuss their ideals and let them be free. Green or blue? People always ask, they like to wear a mask. I say brown please, the ones that give me peace Ambivalent voices strongest stare, let down your anger even though it is not fair. Green or blue? Which ones do you prefer? I say brown please, the prettiest I could request. Common givers of fervor expressed paths to one past years of transcendence, beliefs we make last. I say brown please, deep roots of my being let them reign in their kingdom of eyes that redeem. I have simple brown eyes glories to one's family and then I praise proudly the symbol of an identity; I say loudly: brown please! Pumpkin by Angel Herenadez A pumpkin that is shielded as a castle will be cut open in battle. And later, will be shown with a face, a face that shows emotions, and probably terror. It will show its guts while being cut open. Haiku by Carlos Montes The day is so bright You can barely see the light The sun has gone down Oath to my Elephant by Merel G I had a crazy dream the other day I had this inflatable elephant, and it flew away And proudly sitting on its back was me Getting comfy, enjoying the scenery And ever since I woke up from this dream I keep asking myself: What does it mean? Because looking down got me thinking about life Seems it's got us all living like bees in a hive And how easy would it be, whenever life got disoriented I could take off on my inflatable elephant I'd take off and look down on Earth like a little God To find once more that this planet is odd And to you I probably present The cuckoo on her imaginary elephant But check again, 'cause I'm not assured That neither of our insanity could ever be cured You're so crazily busy with nothing That I realised what my dream meant And I'll now think twice before I ever descend From my inflatable, flying elephant! Fingers by Amy Carrillo the fingers are on your hand are just like your children none of them are the same all five fingers make up your hand your children make up the family when you lose a finger your hand won't function the same way but when you lose a child the family will never be the same losing a husband is becoming a widow losing your parents you're considered an orphan losing one of your children has no name I Wish I Knew Not to Run by Joanna Duarte Night. Tore me apart. Serpent takes flight, Mercy, Mercy! Rainy night, Truant, Haunting the roadside, Mad man. Rain in blinding sheets, Somewhere, A Jesters laugh echoes, Mocking my misery. My net is empty, Torn. Stumble to my knees, The darkness too deep, Cry myself to sleep, As the rain pours down. Nightmares hoofbeats, On the roadside, Pass me by, I am invisible. Weary I wake, My net is empty, Torn. Dare I fix it? Song of Akili by Moriah Walker A spider creating a web creating everything out of nothing with the mind, the understanding, and the skill to make something so simple yet so magnificent, so fabulous, so brilliant knowing what to do and what not to do and doing it in an organized way knowing that creating will bring no fame no popularity, or reward only the simplest thing on Earth, happiness creating and not caring what happens and when the created is destroyed the creator creates again and this time just as great creating just to be creating creating for the people around creating for the feeling of intelligence, and safety a spider creates a web creates everything out of nothing with intelligence and for happiness. I am that spider. Ripples by Taylor Rankin I sit on the dock, waiting for something the wind flows through my hair, cooling me my shoes rest beside me while my bare feet caress the soft water of the lake, forever commanding ripples to glide through the pond. Skinny lily pads holding white flowers float along the surface Out in the distance I see a small splash of water and out of the lake a fish leaps into the air The warm sunlight glistens on the scales and an array of red and green flicker back at me and for once, life is good Taffy Apple by Amy Carrillo If I were a taffy apple I'd make myself delicious make the caramel on me seem more scrumptious than any other I'd make the peanuts crispier than the crispiest ever The best part is that I'd make the apple juicer than any other apple ever tasted This way I'll be the most delicious taffy apple ever If only I were a taffy apple. Nature's Bad Game by Bhoomika Kauloorkar Nature at its best looks beautiful So, calm; so peaceful Nature imparts everything, But Nature uprising looks dreadful So threatening, so scary Nature can also impart death Storms, which without a word of warn, flows everyone Storms, which leaves the water in the of the sufferer Storms that washed away the happiness of everyone Insight into the nature could be so terrible That it left us bereaved and made us insane This entire catastrophe shall make us numb towards love The wounds on the body could be healed But what about the wounds in the heart? Can time heal it? Could Nature be forgiven? As though there is no humanity left Now nature also plays a game with us The Country by James Cox You ask me what I wish to do over my summer vacation I'll tell you I can't wait to smell that sweet country air To taste those rich fried pies To chew that salty ham I love And to feel your soft loving arms wrapped around my shoulders. To work in the lush blooming garden And to mow the thick green grass To walk down to the creek Where memories are made. I want to be next to you always Side by side just trying to get by Out in Unionville, Tennessee Me by you, and you by me Updated May 12th 2005 Color My Life by Mary Nguyen On one day I can be pink Cheerful and Perky and Smiling. On another day I can be red. Burning and Furious and Quick to be angry. On a different day I am a cool blue Cool and not stressed and Refreshed. On yet another day I am gray dreary, bleak and ad or bored. I like all these colors They can all be mine and they Color my Life. Wind by Jaquan Crum Wind blows on my neck like a tickling finger. It whistles in my ears. Now wind, play hide go seek with me every day. Dancing winds entertain me. I Walk Unto the Board by Mushky Nagar I walk unto the board, not knowing what awaits. Is it shame, is it fame? I bend my knees ever so evenly, not letting them move a muscle. Everyone is waiting in silence to see if I will take the dive. I put my arms ahead of me, bend, spring upwards and fall assured. I fly in the air, Then feel the water press against my face in full force. I flap my arms urgently, reach the top, and then quickly swim to the scene I've always dreamt of. She Peeks into the Valley by Chaya Cutter She peeks into the valley, from which all she can see. Silence seeps into the night. Unassured, she obscures behind the dark curtain. Giving them time to conceit, to relax from all their troubles. Once the hour has come, she wakes up everyone, by slowly transmitting her rays. Can You Hear It? by Mallorie Stringfellow Are you listening? For the impatient drums of loneliness Just steady enough to hear? If you're listening. Are you listening? For the twists and turns of your life and mine Just sharp enough to hear? If you're listening. Are you listening? For the bells of joy, ringing in the breeze Just swaying enough to hear? If you're listening. Can you hear it? Reoccurring Vision by Neha I see myself. People crying and tissues. Some people I didn't even know. The guy who talks looks like my brother. I see myself. Closed casket and silent body. I lay still. No one speaks. "And I loved her…" - the words fade. I see myself. Ex-lovers and best friends. I realize the bad luck I've come across. The driver was there. This time he wasn't drunk. I see myself. The color black and flowers. I lost it. The game of life was over. The last of their goodbyes were said. I see myself. Empty space and open grave. Everyone left, but he stayed. "I love you" I tried to scream. I see myself. Bare and stripped of life. I try and tell them I'm still here. No one listens. No one is there to listen. Send Away Hundreds by Chaya Cutter Send away hundreds, bring back two. Soldiers dying everyday, fighting just for you. Fighting with courage, facing the enemy everyday. To start anew? Who will be the one to die today? Come and Join Us by Mushky Nagar They drum lightly against my rooftop. Humming a special song. A song of peace and harmony. In unison,so bonnily, falling at the same time. They are elucidating, "Come and join us!" White Line by Shubhodeep Pal The line gleamed brilliantly ahead- No traffic lights, no sign of red! I was thinking really very fast Wondering how long this bliss would last; This road lined with curved trees, With hives full of humming bees. Not a speck of dust or tar- Just the white streak disappearing afar. Time flew; I counted from one till three, Then wondered where solitude could possibly be! Not that I needed it anyway, Only in case I decided to (solemnly) pray. However, the line was ever so charming- The stories it told, were quite heart-warming. Of warriors and players gone terribly astray, But who, while blundering, did find a way To reach their aim, and some distant goal; Towering palaces and glistening gold! I took it easy; I was calm at last, Life had changed; the white line was past. Read more of Shubdeep's poems at http://shubhodeep.blog-city.com Memories by Dem We stood beneath the forests of bloody summer Hand in hand as promises spread And our lips brushed together though stitched at the seams Radiating lust and the pains of forgotten belief Now in the time once lost between meaningless cracks Fond memories flood of a youthful delight We remember our love and the future we'd planned But time doth shatter it all, to leave us, but illusions of men Desperation by Shubhodeep Pal (after the Tsunami) This place of inexpressible delight Fails to provide quiet pleasures And subtly leaves a slight Sorrow-without scope or measure. Distressful signals are overwhelming: Blank eyes look for elusive relief- This place, once so charming, Remains just a place of grief. Shadowy pasts graze futures unseen; Wrecked lives though, live in the present- Death, disaster all that have been Are no more-the silence is incessant! But these turbulent waves will rest at last, Just stillness will remain to captivate- Time is not ours, so forget the past; Rest assured-this sorrow will one day abate. The Little Things by Cheryl Wilkins The nameless child, The unselfish thought, A ripple in the ocean, A teardrop on a cheek Oh such little things, Of such great significance Shoe Shop by Rosalind Axbey Walking into the shoe shop Inspecting all the shelves Trying to find the pair of shoes You've been dreaming of You decide to have some fun And try all of them on You stagger in the stilettos And then become Kate Moss strutting down the catwalk Pouting and Flicking Posing and Turning You shake the stilettos off You try on the glitzy kitten heels This time you're The prom queen Waltzing with your King Your shoes gently tapping In time Then you're the actress In the practical pumps Then the office girl In the smart black heels Then the clubber In thigh length boots Then you take off the shoes And become you But for one magic moment You were someone else. My Magic Box! by Natalie Howe my magic box is made from gold with a message drawn on in pen! its contents are cool I found it at school and this is what happened then! my magic box is full of stuff things you wouldn't normally find like a dog with a skirt or a cat with a bird or even a cup with a mind it also has a 53 week and a star that came from the sky a friend that don't care an owl that don't stare and a baby that never cries! I keep it closed for most of the time it's opened when I'm sad! it helps cheer me up I drink from my cup to lose it would just be mad! Never Forget by Krystal fight, fight black on white I'm sick of this battle I'm sick of this war I'm sick of trying to tally up the score between black white Puerto Rican, Chinese why do we judge everybody we see now it's all the same we bleed the same blood but still we find it hard to give people a hug now I'm not saying we haven't come far from the days of the slaves when black men were too scared to stand up and be brave but still we place the blame it's all the same will it ever change? its up to you to change the world every boy and every girl make a change, be a hero but never forget and never regret Rhetoric by Shubhodeep Pal For R.N. Red roses, sugary words of praise, Again echo these murmurs of satisfaction- So forgive my verse, forget this phrase: Heed me, but for this non-antiquated diction I have words not enough to proffer, Nor wealth-empty remains this coffer! Efface these lines of unfaltering passion- Gleefully yet, will I celebrate your vision: Indeed, your words were too true-yet, mine were better! Numbers by Cheryl Wilkins If I could only I could paint my life by numbers, Fifteen, one and ten It would all be so much clearer then, Nineteen, three and four All inspire me to make life that bit more Colorful and bright Thirty, five and nine, Would help me keep in line, If only I could paint my life by numbers My Masterpiece by Jessica H. gliding across my wrist like an ice skater it feels so good. . .one slice here. . .one over there looking at my masterpiece I feel calm wipe up my last tear and try to move on Phoenix by Cheryl Wilkins Majestic phoenix, Bird of wisdom, Pride And beauty, When death day comes He builds a nest, And when the sun Reaches its highest point in the sky, Flames engulf He rises, And erupts In a multitude of different colors, Then falls into the cool clear ocean, Leaving behind a trail Of white gold ashes, Born again, The perfect portrayal, Of vulnerability And innocence. Majestic phoenix Updated 22nd April 2005 He Sees Red by Emily Bennett Flaming scarlet petals, A thorny stem, a knife to your skin, Painful to hold, painful to see, The memory of your loved one A vivid image slowly fades. Flaming scarlet petals, Billowing smoke fills the air, A charging bull, no escape. Boots grasped by mud, A fallen soldier. The cloud of death, Absorbs the blood in the veins, Tears the flesh away, rips the skin, Pain...a last breath... Flaming scarlet petals, A thorny stem, a knife in your skin, Painful to hold, painful to see only... This fallen soldier, Though eyes wide open, this fallen soldier Sees no more. Murder Scene Romance by Bev I can feel the intensity in your arms As you carry my limp body to the rusty, tin trash can. Before you savagely throw me in, As if I were a piece of filth, You emit a deep, longing stare into My dead core. It seems as if my no-longer soul can Sense the infinite nothingness That's hidden within your grey eyes. As your cigarette-scented lips Press hard onto mine, An animal rage is awakened Within me. In an insane frenzy of lust, And revenge-seeking rage, My zombie tears away at your ragged clothes, And rips open your decomposing heart. Strolling Down the Lane of my Lifetime by Clars (Dedicated to D.A.) Strolling down the lane of my lifetime I thought I'd never fall in love again You provided this love, so sublime I'm out of the bottomless pit of pain Feels like you're invading all my space I think I hear your voice hitting the airwaves Or when I lay my head on the pillowcase To eyes of others we're slaves Never thought I'd be lost without you Never saw the sky so blue Does everybody think the same? Maybe it's only my angle of view Thinking of the days I didn't have you Leads me to laugh so joyfully Improvising some silly excuse I don't want to admit it, but I love you Miss You by Raquel Torgerson I miss you so I feel so low Wish you were here forever I won't let you go never You should come back So we can relax I hear all these things There not true I'm hoping Don't ask how I'm coping 'Cause I'm slowly falling apart One day would you give me your heart? Obituary by Shubhodeep Pal Silence. Darkness leaves an inarticulate void; The sunlight dispels the room of all faith- Stillness pervades. Death, defeat, disaster collide… The radiance shimmers like a water-wraith. Despair and devastation halt their game- The anguish recedes; life remains the same. Updated 15th April 2005 You & Me by Nida Noor Ahmed your happiness; my smile your everything; my style your sorrow; my depression your life; my passion your tear; my eye your melancholy; my sigh your plan; my mission your destination; my ambition your gossip; my ear your cry; my fear your call; my reply your company; my sky your support; my breath your separation; my death My Pen Bleeds For You by Wade Ryan Now the pen is placed in my hand. I'll try not to write too hard. I know how delicate paper hearts can be. This letter will show you the words I cannot say. Be with me tonight, in mind. Help me to spill this ink from the barrel of my pen. I am the lone body in this room, but I know you're here with me. This broken night will mend with the lines leaked onto this paper. Only for you I will spill these words. When I unleash my thoughts among this paper, My essence is exposed. So read this letter and think of me. And let our tryst hold true. Dawn by Fareeda Mukasa-Clark A new day began as dawn broke over the horizon. I watched the lonely eagle as it soared through the morning sky scanning the land for its unsuspecting prey. A lone hare crept out of her burrow unaware of the danger that lurked nearby, and she became a meal to the hunter of the clouds. The light breeze that flew in the air tickled my cheek as it passed on its way. Dew on the newly blossomed flowers, cast sweet fragrances to the breeze that gladly swept it past my nose. Crickets finished their evening symphonies and crept off to bed in the shade of the lush bottle green grass. Though I did not see them, I know they were there. Science and Poetry by Nicole Anne Braganza Do you remember Sunday When you won me with your smile Then I told you, "I write poetry" And you nearly ran a mile? You persisted, to impress me With the "reason" behind "rhyme" Because you're the scientist And I'm the poet, lost in time Far better did I know you, then The contours of your mind Yet never did I judge, like you For the poets' love is blind. Late For Mass by Maria English Bart put his T-shirt on the wrong way round, Luke hasn't finished his dinner, There's nothing in Mum's purse for the collection, Xavier can't find his shoes, Thomas is still lying on his bed with the phone glued to his ear, Dad's just discovered a stain on his good shirt, Nobody knows where Rory is... And I have a sneaking suspicion That we're going to be late for mass Again. Always by Shakira Muhammad The day we met, I was completely and utterly astonished. The moment I saw you was magical. The split second we locked eyes was essential. I know I'll always want you around. As long as I'll know you, which is always. I'll always keep you in my thoughts. And I'll always value your opinion. Even when I think I'm right and you're not. I'll never purposely make you feel bad. And I'll never break your heart. I promise I'll know when to stop playing. And I promise I'll know when to start. From this moment on, I'm vowing. That I'll forever be your girl. And no matter if we're up or we're down. I'll always have the seed of your world. Steph by Claire There are so many memories of you in my head, The way you smiled, the things you said. I remember all the events at school, They just thought they were being cool. Those girls that taunted you, taunted me too, I wish I could've gotten you through. We weren't friends for long, I wish it could've been longer, I should have shared my thoughts to and made you stronger. How I wish I could have done something to stop the pain, I've cut so many times, again and again. Now you are in heaven, I hope you rest, Because you were a great person, one of the best. Loner by Larysa Collins Black is the color she always wears She sits in the corner Because nobody cares People walk by as though she's not there All have friends except for her She looks at the ground, her sight goes blurry She blinks as her tears fall to the ground The bell rings, a signal for break She trudges out, an hour to wait She watches people rush on by She sits alone and wonders why Why ignore her? Why not be her friend? Is this how you'll let her story end? Skool! by Sara Pieters Why are children so cruel? I used to get skitted at my school. They called me names and pulled my hair, That's really something I couldn't bear. So one day I skitted her back, That's why I got a whack. But then I received a black eye, I used to go home and complain and cry. So then I told my mum and dad, My dad went wacko and completely mad. Now I don't get bullied by anyone, As I stood up for myself and told someone. Now if your getting bullied my advice is do something now, As later on you will receive a POW!! Heartbreak by Nicole Braganza It is a deep and lasting pain That leaves me numb and sore A dull-ache-in-my-body pain That's too hard to endure No specialist, no shrink No medication can repair The piercing wounds of parting words That cut and stab and tear Your fabricated lies won't help To make a brand new start Time stands still, a deathly chill Sweeps over my lonely heart. Holly's Big Day by Abbi Ryan I look at you in your uniform And I had a flashback of me holding you the day that you were born I held your hand as you learnt to walk And felt so happy as you learnt to talk I used to laugh at the things you'd say And I remember all these memories like they were yesterday And now you're starting big school and it's your first big day But you'll always be a little girl to me in every single way So Holly here's a special wish made from me to you And I hope that your dreams and all your wishes Will Come True XXX If You Should Meet My Parents by Nicole Anne Braganza If you should meet my parents, They would be most unimpressed, By the art of making boogers fly Or termites in Brad's vest. If you should meet my parents, They would surely disapprove, Of your uncouth mannerisms Or the way you make rats groove. If you should meet my parents, (I think they are from Mars!) Talk about aeronautics, Not boys and wonder-bras. If you should meet my parents, Bring your manners out king-sized, Then go back to your cool real self Of being uncivilized. Ahh… by Abbi Ryan A hand grasps mine tight as to not let go My heart whispers loud thoughts in my ear Crashing metal scraping along Eyes bore into the back of my mind A shiver runs down my spine And the cold snow slips sluggishly against my neck I hear soft voices, a familiar voice… It's my mum Saying, Hold my hand while we cross the road Dancing by Ellen Jessica Bohn dancing in circles dancing for me dancing around dancing with heat dancing with twisting and turning dancing for me dancing with lovely morning dancing with joy dancing with agony, dreaming to fall dancing with movement all very fast dancing with no movement at all dancing inside inside your head dancing, dancing, dancing with dread My Horse Rory by Abbi Ryan A twinkle in my Rory's eye Makes me sit and have a cry His ears pricked up And his mane turned grey I wish so much that he was here today I remember the last time that I kissed his face And I know that he died in his favourite place So I'd just like to say my last goodbye And remember the twinkle in his eye Cold Dark Night by Dana Burick the air is bitter the dark is darker then it ever was the night is getting late the cold is brushing against my face it's making it red the cold dark night is coming to an end for morning is longing to come hours pass the moon turns into a sun it is now morning warm, bright, and a new day Delivering My Past & Future by Stephanie R. God sent me to this world for a purpose. To do good deeds and to learn from my mistakes. No matter how large. I must take action and keep on being strong no matter what life sends to me. Or God I must say... Because I know that day by day I will become stronger and that each bright, new day, I know he has a whole new plan for me. Showing me the way to my future. My Teacher Was Really Nice Today by Celina Macdonald My teacher was really nice today, I got a good mark, And she said I could play. Today my teacher was quite swell, She gave me no homework, And said I spelt well. Today my teacher was like a dream, And then I woke up, And found it was one. Heartbreaking by Jesse Yankton He broke my heart Every piece, shattered All I wanted was his love Real, as he promised True, as mine for him But he walked away Right in the middle of paradise Every beat of my heart Aches for his love Keeping the flame aglow I will wait by the light Never losing the hope God will send him back to me At The Sound Of Just One Word by Danielle XXX I was just sitting there, pretending not to be staring at you as you walked in. but then you looked up at me with those light green eyes, I nearly died, but your smile was reassuring. You pulled out the seat next to me and sat down. 'hey, s'up?' your usual greeting, melts me every time. We flirt a little reservedly, Flirting in geography is not the best idea We laugh, smile, hit each other playfully. This is what will make me laugh out loud when I think of it later, This is my heaven. The bell rings out and I feel myself sigh, Won't see him again 'til the day after next. He leans in close to me, I stop breathing, my heart pounding, he pokes his pen into my side, laughing he smiles and ruffles my hair, 'your such a laugh, Danielle, my funniest girl mate!' Funny how your whole world can shatter into a million pieces, at the sound of just one word. Chinese Foot Binding by Abbi Ryan The men thought petite feet were pretty So the ladies bent their feet in half And walked around the city Their Bones would break and toes would curl This is what happened to every girl It drove the women in agony and pain And made most of them go insane The women suffered with smelly feet That's why their feet were so petite. China - My Dream by Abbi Ryan The dream for me is in China my land With no one beside me there to hold my hand I'll have to leave all my friends and family behind But staying here to find my dream place will be so hard to find Because my heart will always be in China with my career, my life my home And when I think of my family I will just pick up the phone A mixture of feelings will be there when I pack my case But I know that I will be happy and that China is a wonderful place The thing about China is that I'm in love And I can't wait to fly there in the sky above I think all day about China and how my life will be The thing about China is it's waiting for me In the Case of an Emergency by Celina Macdonald In the case of an emergency Dive under your bed And cover your head And hope you're not dead. In the case of something really bad Just hope you've gone mad, And hide behind Dad, Or a very large pad. If something dangerous comes your way, You'd better just run, There's no time for fun, Or eating a bun. Yes, that's what to do if your roof caves in, Or, if you're not a fool, And you hear this rule, "GET READY FOR SCHOOL!" Driving by Bethany Potts You drive me, you drive me, Yes you drive me up the wall, I go up and up and up and up but gravity makes me fall!!! Obviousness Glasses by Maria English I bought a pair of magical glasses whose trick isn't a secret lens Or carefully coded case But an in-built neon message which flashes in red 'Take a look at what's right in front of your face' Ocean Daydream by Anna I hear the whispers Of the water as they Call my name, and many Times I lay in the sun And play this fun game I will think of all those Beautiful creatures in the Deep blue sea, and wonder Oh, I'd wonder why that could Not be me I think how graceful those Creatures are, and feel like Going there 'cause it is not A bit that far The game would end when The sun will set and I Will think of those great Creatures that I will Never forget Finding Myself by Stephanie R. I need to find myself. Currently I am trapped inside a body I don't recognize. This skin feels as if it's changing. Changing as if a phase is chasing after it. Growing changes, emotionally and physically. Yet I have to learn. Learn to grow, learn to fear, learn to accept, learn to control my thoughts and emotions, and learn to be and live me. Sufferers in Peace by Shubhodeep Pal The cheerful hall hid a silent doom - Yet amidst rejoicings all were glad, Many happy flowers remained in bloom, But some stood quietly-mute and sad. They were all requested to solemnly pray, But nobody knew how enraged waves Would soon destroy life's solitary way - And leave a requiem to resound in unknown caves. His blessings were sought with sacrifice; Many a man came homage to pay, With tears sufficiently hard to prise Coffins open-containing souls of clay. Soon the earth was razed, it lay all bare: And after much suffering-they all died; Dead families stared at the Heavens with a glare- And somewhere, He stood up and (knowingly) smiled! Smothering Security by Tarin No I will not edit myself I will not compromise I will not degrade myself to fit your standards I refuse to be satisfactory so you can be excellent And I can't stand how you want me to I will not stay for another day, another hour To lie away, drowning in tears and hopeful wishes Because people like you never really change I refuse to take your lies and insults They sting so harshly and I will not ignore them Not for another second, I will not I know it's time to leave your smothering security Somehow…I just can't walk away What is love? by Rachel Roo Love is the morning mist, Love is colours of the rainbow. Love is the raindrops dripping down you face, Love is the laugh that gives us grace. Love is the cool winter wind, Love is the sight on your face. Love is the magic of the stars, Love is the chocolate of a mars. Love is the snow under your feet, Love is the colours of the trees. Love is the way I kiss you Love is the way you love me too! luv is blind by Italia Stanley when I sat there in front of you I smiled and you turned away inside I started to break down and cry but on the outside I just let it slide by. you tell me that you hate me and I really think it's true I just wanna know who is your BABY BOO? you caught me doing one thing and got it mixed up with another! do you really think I would hit on your older brother? this is to Bobby Mulcahy I luv you with all my heart no matta what and people who don't know me believe it if you knew the things I did and would do for him you wouldn't believe it! I luv you Bobby with all my heart and I just want you to know! Love, Writing in Her Diary by Laura Staring at her ring, This woman has loved and lost, Now her heart will feel the sting. Tears fall on her page, Like blood from a wound, 'Tis true that she is wounded, Her soul lonely and marooned. Forever crying and sobbing, Her mind a crowded cage, Her heart filling with sorrow, Her body filling with rage. this poor girl has been struck, With Cupid's putrid arrow, His poison taking over her, Feeding off her marrow. But since she has lost her love, Whom with she thought she would grow old, She has no strength to warm her heart, And so soon it grows cold. All alone now is she, By years older she is 10, And this young woman has learnt her lesson, To never love again. Bleed For You by Tarin You can endure this? These hours of empty silence? I'd have to say I'd be surprised (since I always have to be the stronger one in our relationship) You tease me about my political unawareness and ignoring current events Maybe if you took the time to stop Turn off their tainted words and avert our eyes killing Take a second, journey into our world (the one only for the two of us) Run away from the heartbreak (for I will not find you cowardly, you know that I won't) And escape to the places we used to roam Say the stupid things we used to say And be free, truly free (not this so called freedom that we are force-fed like infants) True inter-body/spirit/mind connectedness The type that grabs on so tightly that your fingers bleed I would bleed for you (you know that I would) I would bleed for you (you know that I will) I would bleed for you (you know that I am) St George by Natasha I once knew a dragon who everyone feared he had bright green wings and a very long beard He'd eat two sheep each and every day He lived under ground right under the bay When he never got his sheep he'd grow rather mad and he'd order all the people for a nice plump lad Three Months Isn't Long Enough by Rachel Here I am holding you in my arms looking directly into your eyes thinking about how I will protect you from any kind of harm. I know I can't protect you from everything but I can sure try. For, I know you've started out life hard. Only three months on earth and they're telling you that you may die. People say that life dealt you a bad hand of cards. If so then why can't you get a new one so we don't have to say goodbye Your going to live longer than what the hospital is telling me and mom. I know you're going to get stronger My sweet baby brother, Tom. Lost by Angelica Lozano The lost soul creeps this earth It cannot be found Beneath the flesh Where it cannot be found You see it But it's not really there It's a empty soul Searching for a reason A reason why it is here Why can't anyone see That this soul is lost And wants to be free? Discipline by Urmila S.Kumar Discipline as you all know It is the thing I want to follow It has a lot of meaning And one should accept it without screaming Or else you will be weeping. Discipline is not meant for a certain age It is even needed for a sage. So people, think and proceed For only with discipline we will succeed. Colourful Frustration by Maria English There's red and yellow and green and blue Don't forget the orange and white A mind-mystifying Logic defying Multicoloured sight Ever twisting and turning From a dark core concealed within Each cursed tile Radiating guile In a smirking, symmetrical grin But one day, I'll be the one who is grinning As sure as the nose on my face A moment's hiding somewhere -hopefully near At the right time, weather and place I'll grasp the solution that I've looked at for so long But never really saw And with a few deft twists And a flick of my wrist My Rubics Cube will be no more. If You Could Only Understand by Mary Crawford If you could only understand The pain that flows throughout me And how deep the cuts are that shed my blood If you could only understand The sadness that leaks through my soul And how hard it hurts me inside If you could only understand The bad ways your love effects me And the things I do to make sure that you're satisfied If you could only understand That hate that tries to take me over And your sickness that makes me want to do bad things If you could only understand Writer's Block in Three Haikus by Maria English My mind is jammed up All traffic at a standstill It's starting to rain Angry commuters Get out of their cars and say 'Whose fault is all this?' I have writers block I can't write three Haikus so Two will have to do Haikus on Love as a Flower by Sarah Howell Forgive my weakness But love is too great a thing To take so lightly Though lightly is best When dealing with a flower Delicate and frail Just as a hammer Will not open a flower Our love is tender By forcing it on We destroy it as truly As that poor flower One by one they fall These petals, cleaved by hammer Until none are left Don't say you love me For these days I love you not So say the petals… Seven Weeks by Autumn Weary After seven weeks of sitting and waiting, of hoping and praying, of thinking and hating; after seven weeks of pain and misery, of boredom and wishing, of unhappiness and visitors; I was off crutches and freedom came. New by Ross Brennan A new sound keeps you awake But inside you're still Casual Formal It's all the same to you A new scene becomes your own but inside you know it's fake. Honest Dishonest Why is it all the same to you? Spinning free. Torn away It's not the same to me Cut me and it will sting Kiss me and the love will bring A dawn, a night, a day And it will stay the same Always Inside a Whisper by Amanda Toney Inside a whisper, Sly and unseen Faster than the speed of light Down the hall suspiciously With stinging rumors In this blood, I raid your mind And rise above. I fill the air I'm moving quicker I spread like wildfire Inside a whisper. scary room by stacie mccluskey no one ever dares to enter this room that's red and black on the door there is a sign saying, "something's ready to attack" I want to know just what it is I will find out one day I should go in all on my own shall I? what do you say? I twist the handle take a gulp open the door real slow and in my mind all I can hear don't go. don't go. don't go. the door swings out. here it is the gross horrendous smell turns out it is a lad's room, hey! can't you just tell?! Prisoner Of Love by Katie Smith Bruises cover her body Emotion covers her face Regret fills her eyes and a wedding ring decorates her hand But the ring is like shackles that hold her in his everlasting prison Will this woman ever be free from this controlling monster? The Beauty of the Storm by Amanda Toney Dark clouds roll in, Saviors of the night. Lightning paints the sky, A streak of guiding light. Thunder breaks the silence, A song to drown the quiet. Rain awakes the Earth, From it's dry and muffled riot. Wind sweeps the ground, A villain never caught. Tree limbs jerk like The fretful hands of a clock. The cold and tired Earth Is once again reborn, But only some can see The beauty of the storm. The Raven: A Continuation by Rosalind Axbey And the Raven sits there, as though, he has neither thought nor care, His face a haughty, frozen mask, remains fixed above my door, I never shall seek surcease from sorrow - for I know I cannot borrow, Relief as I tried - ah I tried that bleak December night before, It only bought the cursed bird that bleak December night before, Still he whispers "Nevermore." He remains there - there reciting and I know inside delighting, At his power, for in a single word my heart in half he tore, Suddenly I have no silence, for still, he sits and will not for until My now half life is over, over for I do not live anymore, I remain this cursed being for I do not live anymore, Still he whispers "Nevermore." Butterfly Kisses by Sarah Stossmeister Hugs, Butterfly Kisses, Love, Why do I, A simple girl, Deserve a guy As sweet as him, Feelings obvious to all around me, You can feel the warmth In his eyes, You can feel the love In his touch, What did I do To deserve him, Out of all my wrong choices, I must have done something. Right, Holding hands, Butterfly kisses. My love, Unexpected, Unexplainable, Love, Hugs, And Butterfly Kisses A Winter Tale by Sarah Cold air surrounds me, Chilling me to the bone Snow starts to fall, and I know then I am free I walk through the trees, Looking at the icicles That dangle ever so delicately, Beautiful to see When I get home, And am sitting by the fire I like to drink hot chocolate, While I wait for warmth to come. Consequences by Sarah Stossmeister Warmth, Love, Guy, With a girl, Kissing, All a dream, Waking up, A disappointment, Nobody there, To Wipe away Her tears, Emotions build up, Drops of water emerge, From bloodshot eyes. The smell of alcohol is Overwhelming, Feeling queasy, Stumbles down the hall, Into the bathroom, Looks, Into the mirror With disgust At what she sees. Mistakes were made, Obvious to all around her, More tears, Thoughts of Suicide Appear In her mind, They Overcome her. Autumn Rain by Michael Leigh Staring at the August skies, I wait for you. I can sense you near. The calm augurs your presence. Is that you tick-tockin' on my window, splattering on the chagrined leaves? Ah! So it is! I can hear the distant roars, your fanfare! I sit here waiting for you. Anticipation for your breath, your touch. I'm rewarded with soft kisses. You brush your shawl, a gentle zephyr, against my calloused face. Revived! Renewed! My Pet Monster by Emily Jones Mum, please let me keep Harry He is my pet you know. I could not just leave him out there Freezing in the snow. Yes, I know his skin is red and green, And I know his nails are blue. Mum, I really want to keep him, Look, he likes you too. Yes, I have noticed that he is drooling. He is showing his love for you and me. Mum, the carpet will live, but in the snow, Harry won't you see. Mum, don't shout at him like that, So he broke the telly, And he ate your best china, And your teddy's belly. So you see Mum he is useful For getting rid of pests like you And I know that Harry ate your arm And (thankfully) he ate the rest, too! Hope by Michael Leigh A standard planted upon this calloused ground, imperceptible, yet, inevitably there. Left there fluttering, in the frigid breeze. Ever fluttering that little shimmer of color, bringing contrast upon the cold darkness that envelops it. Cub by Emly Jones Just entered the world, Tender, delicate, innocent, sweet The mother, so tired yet eyes wide open, Protective, happy. The small cub, trying to balance but landing in mud every time, A small cloud of dust every time he fails. But, his mother is close and, using her nose, She pulls her baby up and he leans on her as he tries to walk. With the help of his mother at his side, he succeeds, The first of many things he will need help with, And his mother will often be forgotten, but she is always there, To help him back up. Joalisa by Diana Perez Joyful Open hearted Admirable Loyal Intelligent Sweetheart A great friend