LHL
"JJJJJJJJJJJ... Wake up" I get tired of hearing these words every morning "BonJou, my son. Kijan ou ye" I would reply "Bon" Just a typical day on a early morning, and I walk through the evening, I can smell the…
Mr.Night
Mr.Night By Monét the Poet Mr.Night What a fright You hide your face From the light The trees bend down To cover your shadow The street moves with you To make your footsteps shallow You creep like a church mouse…
Brevoort(Home)
I love Breevoort Projects that is where I spent most of my childhood the food in the area is delicious when I go to the park with my family, I will always have fun and feel excited going outside,riding my…
The way of living…
Belt in hand Red of face Eyes bulging into space The children scatter every place His temper is in full bloom They know they will pay for it soon Tiny hands and tear stained faces They silently pray from their…
Brooklyn, New York
Faces of different colors Black White Caramel Brown Dark skin Tan Yellow And many more, Music of different backgrounds hip-hop rap reggae soca pop latino and many more, Foods of different races Asian West Indian American Hispanic African and many…
My big brown brother
My Big Brother My Big Brother is strong Strong as a warrior My Big Brother is big Big as a werewolf in the series Twilight My Big Brother is a father A father he is I Love my Big Brown…
Brooklyn, New York City
Faces of different colors Black White Caramel Brown Dark skin Tan Yellow And many more, Music of different backgrounds hip-hop rap reggae soca pop latino and many more, Foods of different races Asian West Indian American Hispanic African and many…
That stranger
You lonesome stranger i've always saw you but i never met you do you live on my block? around the corner? do you come to visit? sometimes i even notice you helping my community to you take care of stray…
Maybe He Is
My 3 year old nephew is weird He says that he has many different identities And maybe some might be true. Maybe he is the imperial emperor at his daycare. Maybe he is a sneaky ninja at night. Or the…
Annoying Sister
SISTER Sister…… You annoy me when i trying to sit in peace But i love you because you're still part of my family….. Unfortunately I know i annoy you , but you still survive with me When you ask me…
i’m an immigrant
no more happy people no more exciting people no more free people no longer can i go to the store no longer can i go to the park with out looking if ICE is watching me and my family i…
My home : Brooklyn, New York City
Faces of different colors Black White Caramel Brown Dark skin Tan Yellow And many more, Music of different backgrounds hip-hop rap reggae soca pop latino and many more, Foods of different races Asian West Indian American Hispanic African and many…
On My Block
On my block You hear the good mornings The hello The how you do ? You see the friendly smiles. We all sit on our steps happily having conversation, Kids running up and down the street like a crazy clown…
These Two People
Kooda B is what they call him Kooda B is like my brother ,I like visiting him When i go inside his house you see the cherry bright walls When I go inside I see the the flags by the…
Big Bro
My brother is like a car you never know if he is going right or left. He comes home early all the time, And eats up all the food like a starving guy. Always comes to me for advice Even…
A dad
he was the greatest loved by everyone kindest heart sweetest soul but there was something wrong something out of my reach so tired so weak so far away to little to understand they say i hated when parents said that…
My only home : Brooklyn, New York City
Faces of different colors Black White Caramel Brown Dark skin Tan Yellow And many more, Music of different backgrounds hip-hop rap reggae soca pop latino and many more, Foods of different races Asian West Indian American Hispanic African and many…
Poetry is to me
Poetry is… By Jaida Lucien Poetry is the rhythm that will have you questioning what it means Poetry are you feelings expressed in word form Poetry is the inspiring & calmer version of hip-hop Poetry is what inspires us to…
The way of poetry
Poetry is something where you can express your feeling, if you have no one to talk too If you go on an adventure or somewhere special you can write a poem of where you went and how it was Poetry…
An average summer day
An average summer day Is Running around till dark Chasing boys Chasing girls An average summer day Coming home to get All the dirt off Stuffing hot food Down our throats Then waking to see the sun again Going back…