He’s My Mom, She’s My Son
He's My Mom, She's My Son By Alexa Bun He's my mom, He's the best, We always play fight and make a mess. We love each other, Because he's my father and I'm his daughter. He calls me his son, and I say…
Killadelphia
Killadelphia By Imani Ortiz Philadelphia is Killadelphia. Everybody wants to hurt everybody. Raping under-aged girls, making them get pregnant, not knowing who the daddy is. We all need to make a difference before this changes. Hearing the guns go off in front…
She Cries Out
She Cries Out By Imani Ortiz She cries out "help" but No one can hear her. No one will listen, and no one will care. Tears are running down her face, meeting her palms as they race. Her eyes are…
Betrayal
Betrayal By Alexa Bun How could you betray me? How could you lie to my face? How could you act as if nothing happened? How could you sleep everyday knowing you're wrong? Now I have to get up on my…
Funeral
Funeral By Alexa Bun Oh so now you want to care. You want to care now that he's dead? You're a joke. Stop lyin', take a deep breath and smell the air. Forget it. No one's gonna believe your act.…
The Mall
The Mall By Aniya Robinson I was going to the Willow Grove Mall And heard people talking, music playing, and babies crying. I saw all kinds of nice clothes They were light purple and shiny; I wanted them, but I couldn't…
Untitled
Untitled By Surhraa Reed I wake up early in the morning tired and lazy Waiting for the bathrom door To open. I wash and start to get dressed but only before waking up my little brother. I go down stairs…
I’ll Just Do The Same
I'll Just Do The Same By: Keira Martin Do you really want to know why I act this way toward you? It's because I treat you the way you treat me. You wanna be mean? I'll do the same. You…
A Dragon’s Awesomeness
A Dragon's Awesomeness By Armondo Garcia He walks like a boss never asking just waiting for the next meal he eats will not be his last he knows this but till then time will pass. A dragon's eyes looking into…
My G-Mom, My Neighbor
My G-Mom, My Neighbor By Aniya Robinson My nana is my neighbor. She is like a breeze to me, So when I'm getting in trouble She's right there for me. So when I'm cold She cuddles me up. So when…
Hollywood
Hollywood By Surhraa Reed Hair long like me Eyes bright like the sky Making me laugh uncontrollably. She says I remind her of Herself She gives me tight hugs just like a snake wrapping around you. When…
Momma My R.O.D.
Momma My R.O.D. By Surhraa Reed She's my R.O.D. We stick together We are together. We are one By my side day and night She's my ride. Our hair is long Our smile is pretty Our dress…
Pursue Your Dreams and They Will Be
Pursue Your Dreams and They Will Be By Shykeam Hopkins Pursue your dreams and they will once be, They will only once be if you could wait patiently, Patiently you must be and your life will flow smoothly. If you…
Poetry Is…
Poetry Is... By Monay Harris Poetry is like a opening door, calling your name. Poetry is like the wind blowing, taking your mind to another place. Poetry expresses your feelings when you are confused. Poetry is a sense of humor. Poetry is…
My Dad
My Dad By Devin Liles My dad knows how to cook. He cooks fried chicken, and it smells good so I eat it. When my dad and I have father and son time, we do fun stuff like playing my drag racing…
The Violet Tree
The Violet Tree By Craig Tilghman There is one house on my block that has a violet tree. If the violets are about to die, my neighbor comes out and waters them. Sometimes when I walk past, I stop and…
My Mom Is
My Mom Is By Monay Harris My mom is nice, She cares for me, She is like a flower, But sometimes she is mean to me. When I was crying, she said "be quiet!" "Or you will be outside, and…
Poetry Is…
Poetry Is... By Craig Tilghman Poetry has a feeling that makes me happy Because of the rhythm and meaning it has. Poetry is something you can do when you are mad Because you can let your anger in a poem.
Mixed Emotions
Mixed Emotions By Keira Martin I wish you were here, Then again I don't. I tell you I love you, Sometimes I won't. I can't stand you, Then again I do. Wishing you were dead, If only you knew. I love…
My Creepy Neighbor
My Creepy Neighbor By Keira Martin So there's a nosy, creepy guy who lives across the street He calls himself our "neighbor" but instead I call him creep. Sometimes when I'm home alone, I hear his voice outside. He comes…