“Ten Seconds”
"Ten Seconds" By: Taylor Hayes Ten Seconds My heart pounds Like the beat of the drum I can hear screams Coming from the untouched lungs Ten Seconds The spirits creep into the morning due The footsteps sneaking up behind…
"Ten Seconds" By: Taylor Hayes Ten Seconds My heart pounds Like the beat of the drum I can hear screams Coming from the untouched lungs Ten Seconds The spirits creep into the morning due The footsteps sneaking up behind…
A red woman with golden short hair. Powerful , strong , being the man and woman type thing. A red woman with golden short hair. Can make a dark day bright. Can make a cold winter night feel alright. A…
My home is here It's my blissful afternoon It makes music to the ear My house is near My home is here My brothers are here Their wheels I hear We skate We eat My house is near My home…
Poetry is the diary you share. You are free to say anything. By: Markayla Lee You may even find people who agree. It your own world. You tell what you want to tell. Tell your biggest secret. Poetry is your…
What I want to be in life a doctor,lawyer, physician anything you can be anything I want to help reduce the crime on my streets I might get criticized but at least I know I helped my streets Gangs…
Leaving the house at night; I saw my brother's fright; The window slid open; As he ran into the darkness; Of the night; Next thing we knew; Flashing lights; Red and blue; The big brother I always looked up to;…
His name was Bobby His story Will be forever remembered His smell Was of Earth and good old spice His job Was in the sky In the skies that sit high above Clouds turned a dirty brown Gasoline fills the…
What did you wake up to I woke up to the sweet savory smell of bacon in my grandmother's all time famous big black frying pan that's been in my family for generations What did you wake up to? I…
By:Morgan Williams Colors of blue and orange everywhere You can smell the BBQ And almost taste the pork and cold pop Walking down Beale St. you can hear the loud blues music People laughing and having a good time…
Poetry is a hobby. Poetry is a personality. Poetry is a trait or characteristics. Poetry is your mind and thoughts. Poetry is your likes and dislikes. Poetry is someone that truly believes. Poetry is a unique human being. By: Gabriel…
By: Essynce Smith How dare you, claim me as your daughter, when really you're just a stranger. I don't know you, and you don't know me. No same noses, ears, eyes, or anything of that nature. We don't share laughs…
You Don’t Know by Ayionna Wilson You don’t know how much you really love someone until they’re gone if someone you love very much leaves you, you won’t know how much of an impact it has made on your life…
Be Smooth by Malek Lane My brother Markus always Tell me to be smooth every time He go somewhere and every time I go somewhere. Be smooth mean don’t do crazy stuff Be good in school that’s what…
Know Your Surroundings by KaRon McGehee Know your surroundings, Even if you don’t know who they are. Focus on them so if they try to take something you know who they are. Look from left to right. Do it…
The House and the Man! By Davon Schlegel That big old smelly house WHY I think someone died in there It is ugly with a big old nasty roof there is an old man that lives in there He is…
Mom and Dad Dancing by Pamela Square My dad was dancing to the beat my mom was grooving with her feet I said stop dancing freaks you’re embarrassing me. My sister was laughing with me. I was…
Hard Work Pays When Talent Fails by Bryan Stinson As the ball fly in the air Only thing the crowd can do is stare Fans and announcements are everywhere This is a game that sees if one team is…
Don’t Never Give Up by Jamiya Bryant My mom taught me to never give up She works hard to support me And we still do fun things I know to never give up on my work Keep trying until…
My Brother by DaiJanae Harris My brother Dayshaun is bright like a diamond He is always smiling as brightly as the sun Dayshaun helps me with my homework And he buys me clothing and shoes. Tells me story…
I Love My Day Maker by Nishala Dixon I love my day maker Her skin is like sweet lavender and soft as silk. Someday mine will be just like hers. Now mines is as hard as a rock…