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| Your School's Name: Holt High School | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: Samantha Sawdey |
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| Any comments about why you wrote it? always dreeamet about things that would never happen to me |
Your Poem:
My fanticies remain,
before the sleeping hour sets,
i'm holding onto the figment,
my mind ever lets me rest
visions wonder....,
to a mistical land of expenctancy,
where the air smells like giving,
granting my wishes, setting my body free
in this land you can touch,
the hand of christ,
see your dreams happen,
but you wake up in the fool's paridise
wrapped in vines,
suffocating your fanticy,
right where the sleeping hour sets,
my friend, this is where you'll find me
| Your School's Name: knowles hill school |
| MY URL: Visit Me |
| Your Name: nobie |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) noone |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? |
Your Poem:
wwwwaaaaazzzzuupppppp!!!!!!!!!
| Your School's Name: |
| MY URL: Visit Me |
| Your Name: Zack Huffman |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) Zack Huffman |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? A Girl |
Your Poem:
Go round life like life is lived,
for now we live these lives like world will alwayz turn,
when the sun comes,
but start to get the runs,
to goto work,
and after their done eatin their pork,
see their lives flash in front of them,
for u will never win,
bout this battle we hav come upon,
its moving by the ton,
to make sure u will obey the rules of the game,
that brings all the pain,
that we all live,
to live this life,
without a fight,
but becareful some do bite,
but among all the above ur the only one for me,
that will get me through this fee,
that i'm havin to pay,
all i hav to do is pray,
and see that the good Lord is there for me,
to get me through all i need to be,
even when the fog gets rough,
you pray and you'll get tough,
through any situation,
even those of temtation,
for thou art the one of Wonder,
as i really start to ponder,
what really makes me happy,
is it really grand papppy,
or the girl in my dreams,
that always knows how to seem,
how to get me in the right state of mind,
without even a fight,
you even know what i like,
and why i live life the way i do,
because you never gave me the shoe,
always gave me another chance,
never hit me with the lance,
for i was blind before,
and now i can start to sore,
and stop feelin so poor,
with your love i can win this through this state,
and not always hitting myself with a plate,
all with you,
will bring me through,
so all i have to say,
is that i will have to pay,
for what i've done,
in place of you hun.
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| MY URL: Visit Me |
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Your Poem:
| Your School's Name: Rockford High School | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: Courtney Johnson |
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Your Poem:
Angels Falling Down on Me
You can't believe the day I had
It really was absurd,
And angel fell on my head
I thought it was a bird.
I screamed and jumped off my chair
and looked up to the sky,
I then knew it wasn't a bird
When a halo hit my eye.
The most amazing thing of all was
When i looked up again,
The sky was full of angels
Falling down like rain.
| Your School's Name: AAG | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: hussa |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) baboni | |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? slave |
Your Poem:
I AM A TEENAGER
I am a teenager
Who likes shopping buying fashion clothes.
Who hates romance, lying, jealousy and fighting.
Who wishes to have good grades in classes.
Who swears to finish high school and go to college.
I am a teenager
Who asks no questions
Who tells the truth that I want to lie.
Who hopes to be free and independent.
Who needs some trust and care.
I am a teenager
Who sleeps in boring long classes.
Who wakes up when the class ends.
Who dresses cool clothes.
Who buys what my mother orders me to buy.
I am a teenager
Who walks slow with handcuff and shackles on my legs.
Who runs so fast but can’t hide.
Who argues on serious things but they don’t care about the issues.
Who gives up everything for freedom.
I am a teenager.
I am not confused.
I’m just a slave.
