Dark House
Dark House By Kaleena Cordero In this dark house With evil and violence There are oppressors, their saviors It’s crazy and I'm tired Someone please help me I'm lonely and weakening A life time of choosing my path…
Poetry Is
Poetry Is By Kaleena Cordero Poetry is Thoughts and feelings with rhythms and rhymes It tells an event in time Every poetry has it’s own prime You should try it sometime You probably wouldn’t mind Write a poem and…
I wish I knew
I wish I knew It would be nice to know, what you look like when you wake up in the morning if you have rosy cheeks, from hours of sleep messy hair, tired eyes, lazy grin coffee or tea? i'll…
It Ends
It Ends By: -A This is the way it ends not with a bang but with a slow fade This is the way it ends not with a reason but with a lack of want This is…
Sleeping in Tears
Sleeping in Tears by: -A Sleeping in my tears Sheets soaked with exasperation Every turn rings out new emotions Anger. Frustration Sleeping in my tears Cold yet comforting Caressing my face Only to leave and escape elsewhere Sleeping in…
Love My Papa
Love My Papa by Jena Santiago-Alameda The country music was blasting as I was helping uncle Kenneth cut meat. As I looked over my papa was dancing to the beat. moving his hips from side to side His hands…
Poetry Is…
Poetry is... By Mya Finau Poetry is a car's headlights shining by your window late at night. Poetry is a sour strawberry, you can sugarcoat it or you can take it how it is. Poetry is mid-September; soothing, sometimes rainy…
No Sun
No Sun...... by Ocean Van Zandt No Sun to shine among the hanging clothes No bees to pollinate the lifeless flowers Not even the chirps of birds or barks of dogs Only the rustling of trees being blown in…
Awake
Awake by Marcella C. awake is the child thinking about his birthday is a word like October hurts like the sound of a drum saying to let go to our hearts red as poppies wave in the fields of…
Nightmare
Nightmare by Alika Viernes Night is my domain my land my fame I know all your fears your family your friends I lurk in the shadows causing madness and mayhem Feeding off your anger and drinking your tears You…
Me
Me by Isaiah Salvador I am from high standards and a person who never gives up I am from cliffs and valleys I am from the rivers and streams I am from loving parents who care so much I…
Significant Change
Significant Change by Kamaile Gusman Precious memories. Not much good. I love the times we spend together, but I always feel pushed away. It seems to me that I have to be miserable to be helped, noticed, loved. Am I…
My Brother Marcooo
My Brother Marcooo by Jeffrey Francisco Helping me out at school Teach me how to play sports Making me laugh like no one else Always like me, and that’s all I want to have with my brother. He talks…
Kohala Is The Place To Be
Kohala The Place To Be By: Shania Fuertes Kohala Is the place I call home, Kohala is a small town Where the children can play and run all around Most of us are from Hawaiian Rootz, grounded in our way…
Poetry is…
Poetry is... By Joseph Jimenez Poetry is like a child, no telling what it can do or how it will affect you Poetry is a light that burns in the night of the cold dark allies Poetry is a video…
The Place I Belong
The Place I Belong by Joselynn Medeiros the lovely smell of gardenias in the morning waking up next to the person i love i kiss him as i roll off of my bed as i stand outside on the…
Apple vs. Pineapple
Apple vs Pineapple by -A I look up surrounded by tall buildings flashing with busy ads buy this you have to fit in the crowds move as one dressed in all black few stop to smile or wave back…
What Are Brothers For?
What Are Brothers for? by Jasmine Hook What are brothers for? Finding all their clothes on the floor Building forts, having their support Is that what brothers are for? Fighting, biting, lying Is that what brothers are for? Opening and slamming doors…
Ignorant Bliss
Ignorant Bliss by Sydney Cochran you're looking at her, but you don’t see her. your vision obscured by her mural that keeps you reassured she has a blanket around her head but it doesn’t keep the bad thoughts out. Instead, it…
California
California by Jazz Francisco I fly there every year Looking at the bright yellow sun in the blue sky Waiting to land Hours after hours I finally land in a beautiful area People walking Cars passing I can feel the…