The fun kids
They are fun kids Having fun Talking Fun Laughing hard Street lights On The light is As Bright as The Sun They riding Bikes Laughing there Butts Off Having fun living Fun The lights are Going out Like A Solor…
They are fun kids Having fun Talking Fun Laughing hard Street lights On The light is As Bright as The Sun They riding Bikes Laughing there Butts Off Having fun living Fun The lights are Going out Like A Solor…
Pain. Their heads Filled with secrets. My ears Filled with laughter and sorrow Someone's happiness i've been begging to borrow Fake smiles With hidden pain Makes me feel like i’m to blame They lie & say things they don't mean…
Poetry is Like the cool autumn wind It can go anywhere and everywhere Poetry is The chocolate on a cold sundae Or like a yellow sun in the sky. Poetry is Like a beating heart as it go Boom boom…
Pain. Their heads Filled with secrets. My ears Filled with laughter and sorrow Someone's happiness i've been begging to borrow Fake smiles With hidden pain Makes me feel like i’m to blame They lie & say things they don't mean…
Love Never felt love Love Like a trees without water Its need water to grow but it can’t Love Cant stand to be alone Cant be alone anymore Love Cant wait until this day Finally will be loved Love Love…
Unforgettable the day I went to new Orleans I remember the Hotels fresh bath soap The pools Workout rooms on The fourth floor Unforgettable I felt Like I was in a big mansion I didn’t have to Do any Work…
Poetry of Emotions By: Ken Gutierrez Poetry can be fun and show expressions Or emotions Poetry can tell and show what you don’t Need to be afraid of Poetry can be positive/Negative like happy Or depression.. Not all poetry is…
You don’t know me My skin is white That is not who i am People say what they want to But they don’t know They don’t see The good In me They talk the talk And walk the walk But…
The Twin Towers was like Skyzone Was tall So big Like a tower tall as the sky So fun And fun So soft on the trampoline Like a cloud in the sky so high up Behind me were soft blocks…
Home I used to call home A place that you could eat sleep and shower I learned that home is not The place you live or sleep Home isn't the place you play games Home is within the people you…
The news always taught me That the world is terrible place With gangsters,pollution, Loss in food, loss in water, Murders, and even strange creatures That lurk near us all The news has different teams On different shows With many different…
POETRY Poetry Is the light in a dark room. Poetry It’s like freedom. Poetry Flys out of my hand and Lands onto a piece of Paper. Poetry Is the way I Say what I Want to say.
The neighborhood The nieghborshood is smoky the trains all around Tree leefs falling yellow, brown, and some times both Smell of dogs and freshly cut grass. Neighbors Yelling and throwing flowers at the Ground because of broken Realationships. Neighbors Seems…
Shame You say you know about cars You call a toyota a nissan You call a toyota a audi Shame You say you know cars You say a supercharger is better than a turbo You say you know cars Shame…
Poetry is a rollercoaster. Poetry is like Searching through your Brain and creating Something non-fading Poetry is like Being a Detective Solving some scenes Poetry Is A Rollercoaster.
I walked down Mongo Street blue colors slow winds on Mongo Street. I passed Ashley's house Smelling tacos Mouth watery tasting wind. The beautiful beach Round warm sand Daisies in the sand Dolphins swimming. Hell burning like fire Killing animals…
I walked down Waltham st I seen the beautiful blue and white Blooming sky above me I smelled the salty water By the pond The segals squeak all day And night Through the streets. I passed by my neighbors house…