So bright
Almost blinding So very rare I wonder who’s seen one Sounds as beautiful as a flower blooming Inspiring Lights up the night sky Staying up late Lighting up the ground for you I wonder what is up there I want to go up there one day Telescopes aren’t enough I just want to go Stars, planets, sun I want to see it all That somewhere is where I want to be right now Nowhere else Imagining what it’s like Best place ever
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It’s amazing how I broke today,
While I stared at the jet trails, Wishing they were roads in the sky. I don’t know how it happened, And I don’t know why. The thing is, for once, it wasn’t at your hands, I’m recovering, bit by bit, Somehow, I made it to this point, And until now, I wouldn’t believe you If you said that I could What if I told you, I never needed you to survive through the night. You don’t have to say a word, Or embarrass yourself and apologize, I’m alive, and that’s all that matters to me. I don’t need your venomous words, I’m no longer addicted to them. Because of you, I can’t tell if anyone who’s ever nice to me Has good intentions, Or if there’s any kind of way I’m not hopeless, Or if there’s anything about me to love. The thing is, I’m picking myself up I’m recovering, bit by bit, Sure, you’ll always laugh at whatever I do, But you won’t ruin it for me anymore. I have no reason to be afraid of you. Those were just words, They were all in my head if I tried hard enough, But there you were, clear as day, And you cut right through me. Still, you’ll probably read this and wonder Just why I bother over-thinking these things. They were just jokes, just games, And I should have just laughed along. Still, I’m alive, and that’s all that matters to me. Your words were nothing but venomous Just below the surface, And I’m no longer addicted to them. We all used to think we were the hero In the story of our ever-spinning world But, nothing ever moves or happens If you look closely enough And we all just become suspiciously responsible adults Heels and dress shoes clicking on the tile We know we’re steps on someone else’s ladder And there’s no use in living for ourselves We’re not those kids who laugh at every chance they get, We never smile We were the two girls at six years old Holding hands on the sidewalk In our dresses we thought made us fancy And our Mary Janes But, please, don’t die wondering what we could be Yeah, we don’t have to never say a word Still, it all goes on Remember when we wanted to leave, see the ocean Climb mountains to mark our highest points We’d do it together, When we’d eventually grow up And though we’ve grown too far apart I’ve never forgotten about the places I thought I’d take you We were the two girls at six years old Holding hands on the sidewalk In our dresses we thought made us fancy And our Mary Janes But, please, don’t die wondering what we could be Yeah, we don’t have to never say a word Still, it all goes on And every day, I think of you, And the things that I wish I could have said I still believed that I secretly loved you, Even back then when I didn’t know I could Yeah, maybe we’ll meet again When we can, maybe, mend each other’s broken wings Still, it all goes on… Still, it all goes on… Still, it all goes on… We were the two girls at six years old Holding hands on the sidewalk In our dresses we thought made us fancy And our Mary Janes But, please, don’t die wondering what we could be Yeah, we don’t have to never say a word Still, it all goes on Still, it all goes on… Still, it all goes on… Still, it all goes on… The sound fades
For her not Me Her hands create Words no one Hears Her mother talks With her Silently I looked over Our eyes meet She smiles I sign Hi She grins so big It makes my heart smile We have a conversation Her name is Emma She is twelve But only I know this Only I hear the talking around us Only she knows the silent pain We say goodbye But I remember The look of pure joy When I showed her My sign language Silence Hugo has liked Angela since the first grade. Although he never told a soul. One day his writing teacher told the whole class to write about someone that they care about at school. Hugo had no friends so he decided to write about Angela. When Hugo was done he was satisfied with work, he had written about her silky smooth chocolate hair, her freckles and her perfect white teeth. One day Hugo accidentally dropped his journal in front of Tod (The school bully). Tod picked up the journal and looked through it,
“Give it back Tod,”said Hugo. Then Tod found the page that Hugo had written about Angela, but before he could say anything Angela said, “Give it back Tod Jennifer,” “But look what Hugo wrote about you,” said Tod angrily. Angela snatched the journal from Tod's hands and started to read it. When she got done she looked at him on the verge of tears. “Are you ok?” Hugo asked. Angela went up to him and said “I never knew you felt the same way,” “Wait you like me?” “Wait you're not supposed like him!” Tod said, storming out of the room. 15 years later... “You may now say your vows”said the priest. I just want to say thank you to my best friend Tod for showing Angela my journal. The end The breeze is as cold as when I walk out in the winter My dog is barking like when a bear growls in the winter for hibernation. This poem is about when me and my dog are in the cold. I tried to use a kind of a bad mood kind of because it's a Cold and unhappy day. I used a simile to describe how my dog is sounding like a bear in hibernation. I just spread want love, they want me to bleed slow
I just want keep the peace and help people Give some of this money that I’m making to the people So, if you hating on me gosh man you're evil Been through a lot of things but I keep it on the D low I ain’t in a fairy tale, I’m just me bro I just kill them with kindness, yeah we leave them deceased And tell it like it is and now you got it, Capesh Let me bring it back down, you think it's a game right now But it ain’t the same right now, know my name right now Back where it came from now, we gonna live it up till we bring back down This poem is inspired by a rap song I was listening while thinking of something to write as a poem. It is really inspirational and I liked that so that’s why I wrote this. The subject is about a good guy trying to help others but he also has haters or people who do not respect him. It is very inspirational and it might help someone one day. This my poem and I am proud of myself. |
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