The Wanted Dreams of a Fellow Poet
Poetry is a dream A dream in which you can fly Take your wings and soar Through the jumping jubilant joyous clouds Poetry is a deep well A soul Gotta dive in to get the water Poetry is life A…
Poetry is a dream A dream in which you can fly Take your wings and soar Through the jumping jubilant joyous clouds Poetry is a deep well A soul Gotta dive in to get the water Poetry is life A…
Cars driving Horns honking There's peace, but not always, people get shot but it don't phase me. Brownsville is sometimes the best place to be but look out 'cause the cops are lurking
Note: Poet Warriors write with truth and purpose; this poem contains strong language, graphic details or sensitive subject matter: drug references. Poetry is butter slides from a from a knife. Poetry is like the being of life starting to mate.…
Poetry is a door that forces you to be creative. Poetry is a way to express your thoughts and feelings. Poetry is like being trapped in a room that you can't escape. Poetry is like a never ending roller coaster.
I have never seen him But I talked to him once. I don't even know him and if he hates my guts Yes we're related ,but that's nothing new We both have the same mom and were suppose to look…
No organism dare walk on my block No bird dare fly on top Only the people from the other side that wanna pop We don't even allow the cops Music playing from down the block So all we do is…
What is poetry? Poetry is an way for me to release my emotions I talk about the way I feel because it's obviously real Poetry is when I get an chance to get things off my mind then that's when…
The place I dislike is being in my living room because it's too loud . There is my brother ALWAYS loud while he on the phone . There goes my cousin , Jumping off the couches playing and yelling like…
Poetry is... Poetry is hot sand on your feet after the coldest winter Poetry is that rainbow that comes out of every terrible storm Poetry is a promise of being true to who you are as an individual and embracing…
What is poetry? Poetry is the blue sky, with an dark imagination. Poetry has a message leaving you with something to think about Poetry Poetry Poetry is the start and end about , what's going on in the moment What…
I see a picture of my mother with a beautiful dress dancing with my brother I looked at her now and she looked like a mess i see her try to do new things but she is a little shy…
Down the street I go as the sound of birds chirping repeat. Green, green, green I see as I approach Starret shopping center as the tomato sauce smell fills the air. Looking around tall grey and brown buildings appear .…
The outside is cold....but... so is the I N S I D E, what kind of inside am i talking about? it's the one between Dean st. and Bergan st, it can dark....dark like the window cell inside, it can…
Ayo, the pen and paper cause a chain reaction To get your brain relaxin' the zany actin' maniac in fact son they look insanely whack when just a fraction of my tracks run these rhyme and skills got them climbing…
Cars Driving Horns honking There's peace, but not always, people get shot, but it does not phase me Brownsville is sometimes the place to be, but look out because the cops are lurking
THIS GUY BY:Emmalina Mohammed This guy He's cute like a bunny rabbit But annoying like a toddler Hes clever like an fox But not that smart Hair like a silky black torn shirt Eyes like a shining star in a…
When you first see me I won't automatically say "Hi" like most people do I tend to wave or smile and sometimes look away...I know being shy seems like a bad thing Even my mom hates when I'm shy,she often…
What Is Poetry? Poetry is the middle of a maze from the start to the finish its hard to find your way. Poetry is the words in a crossword puzzle its hard to find a word and sometimes you find…
When you first see me I won't automatically say "Hi" like most people do I tend to wave or smile and sometimes look away...I know being shy seems like a bad thing Even my mom hates when I'm shy,she often…
Poetry is like a bright star That lights up a dark sky Poetry is the feeling of running on a Nice sunny day As the wind goes through Your hair Poetry is the dance my Heart does when i’m happy…