I’m From
I'm from el dia de Pascua and Ano Nuevo From my grandma and grandpa I'm from work and eat And from playing soccer. I am from my comfortable bed From the pillows and blankets I am from the white and…
I Am Lazy and Shy
I am lazy and shy I wonder who invented school I hear a song in my head I see myself graduating I want to really, really go to college I am lazy and shy I pretend that I don't understand…
Ode to Life
Life... Life has ups & downs Smiles and frowns And somethings you won't forget. Don't fall for the foolish, or you will be tricked. Sometimes you won't be able to find yourself because of the pain and guilt that was…
My Identity
My Identity: Carson Tart As I walk on the field Looking at the scoreboard 8-1 My team was losing but didn’t last long We got three outs and went in to hit Our rally kept going and scored some runs…
Blank Screen
A blank screen Just sitting on the table Waiting to be green Trying but unable He is just trying to fit in But is not cool enough Missing a fin Just not as tough On the ledge A Blank face…
Power of Word
The power of words is overwhelming You can use them wisely or poorly They can be used for begging Or be used spreading glee But they are mostly used for good To help people become something Most people should But…
The Though
It’s crazy People are disrespectful Someone is giving pity When they had a life so full When they didn’t realize Words hurt The hurt so much that someone finally realizes That the hurt They close their eyes Trying to get…
Sunshine
The sun rose covering the dark sky People awaken and begin to fuel Snow on the mountaintops melt and dry Little girls and boys head to school Red roses and bright, white daisy’s start to bloom People making history Everyday…
Boring Days
Sitting here, watching the day pass, Boring, boring like an unpainted wall, Boring, like an unused baseball, Boring, like an ant, so small, I have school off today, I thought it would be a blast of activity, But nothing seems…
Hard Times
It’s a dark time, Hard to understand, A lot of sad moments, Even harder to put that mask on every day, To hide those feelings, To try to act happy, Enclosing those feelings, Throwing your emotions away as if they…
My Black History
I love poetry because it represents me, not only me, but the people in history. The many slaves who cried- held down by a chain, the many slaves who worked, starving in the rain. My ancestors blood flowing through me,…
Smoke Joint
In Downtown there is a place called Smoke Joint its the point of my happiness It smells like different kinds of meat were the tables are set up neat. I wait patiently for the waiter to give me a seat.…
Black life
Black life: Malcom X says violence is the key well bee its not necessary Black Life: Rosa Parks didn't give up her seat for a white because it was the night and she was not about to fight because THIS…
Brownsville’s past
When you walking down Brownsville you can see many people kill nobody got chill even though you see kids playing in the park having fun but at soon as it goes dark everyone is done But you won't get it…
Her Ways
The power in your voice The sharpness in your tone The way told that little boy to leave you the hell alone The whiteness of your teeth The sharpness of your skin The way you like to talk a bunch…
Mother’s quote to child
LISTEN GIRL, life has a bunch of twist and twirls it has a lot of ups and downs but you have to take the crown Once you start there ain't no turning back so just enjoy what you got and…
Poetry is everything
Poetry is the rhythm of the words Its not just for Nerds Poetry can be love Express how you feel Its just a basic deal Forget about the meal Just write Focus on the light The time is right Your…
Brooklyn
I Live in Brooklyn that's full of traffic I hear people running and laughing. I smell smoke where ever i go, When i step outside at night I hear gun shots where ever i go. But i was born and…
Title of poetry
Poetry is bad Poetry is sad Poetry makes you glad Poetry makes me mad Poetry looks like the sky Poetry can die Poetry is like a glove, always filled with love Poetry is like a hat or a person becoming…
place poetry
I live on a street named Hawthorne All my life that´s where I was born And I´m always eating corn When I walk out my house cars horn I go to the store to get candy Then I see my…