What the Street Taught Me
What the Street Taught Me By Diajay Carter My life experiences taught me to be real about everything. That's what I learned from the Street. Stay out of trouble be real about what you gonna do when tragedy strikes.…
True Beauty and Confidence
True Beauty and Confidence by Chaz-Lynn Nakamura Be confident. Learning to love yourself. Beauty. Beauty shall not be seen through the eyes but the heart. A beautiful face can destroy an ugly heart. Beauty doesn’t matter about your outer appearance.…
A Cruel Friend
A Cruel Friend by Caitlin Ebia Friends come and go even true ones too You might think they will be there forever but sooner or later they’ll go They use you, hit you even call you names but…
Just For Me
Just for Me by Sydney M. Rezentes I'm not here to please you im here to please me I don't awake for you I awake for me. I never fall asleep to the thought of you. I…
My Real Self
My Real Self By: Zariah Lamar Yes I may struggle although I try and work my best To do the best Nothing will get into my Way and bother Me to make Me feel like to Give up …
THOSE TEARS
THOSE TEARS by James Meaole She used to wake me up to the sweet smell of bacon and eggs Then tucked me into bed at night She would also go into my brother and sisters room and turn on their…
When I Grow Up…
When I Grow Up… By:Brynne Hopeau-Lampitoc When I grow up… I want to be a baker With delicious desserts When I grow up… I want to be an astronaut That explores the galaxy and fights aliens When…
Heart
Heart By Kaylee Canianes Life may be hard as a rock but you’ll always break through it. It might be tough and to impossible to face but you’ll always try. At points you break down but never give up.…
Valentina
By Valentina Delgarito I come from everyday, from Colgate and Johnson and Johnson(the baby shampoo). I am from the large,open space,and cold. I am from getting yogurt and being crazy,from Bruce and Nina. From "you can do anything you want…
FRIENDS
A knock at the door and its opens then shows all the people who knows me and trust me. I don't care about their color, I tell them that I like what they like and try not to hurt them.…
Hate me or Love me!
Hate me Or , love me. Its always has been, Hate my game, my swagger. Hate my fadeaway, My hunger. Hate that im a better basketball player than you. Hate that! Hate that, i might not be the best but…
My Necklace Ring
The necklace ring I got from my friend was beautiful like gold roses. This necklace is special to me because my friend and I were best friends ever since 6th grade and it also reminds me of my grandma.this ring…
Valentina
Valentina is one of best friends She is like a hot air balloon She is always going for new heights for her education She is always trying her best in everything she does Valentina is in honor roll and has…
I’m Going to the Octavia Fellin Library
I'm Going to the Octavia Fellin Library by Jacob Largo Today I'm going to the Octavia Fellin Library A land full of adventures and history A world of typed essays and video searches An abyss of silence and creativity A…
The youths view
The Youths View by Remy Losoya As a kid alone in my own time, I become intricate syndicate of using words given to me by the earth, I watch like a flock of birds as men and women moving in…
My Monster
Note: Poet Warriors write with truth and purpose; this poem contains strong language, graphic details or sensitive subject matter. MY MONSTER By: Jennifer E.M.G Monsters come out of no where in any shape or color they can even…
Perfect Imperfection
Note: Poet Warriors write with truth and purpose; this poem contains strong language, graphic details or sensitive subject matter. Perfect Imperfection by David Barziza I am a perfect imperfection I am a grenade I am the monster under your…
That Is Me
That Is Me By: Suleiby Gomez That is me,the one who all ways feels alone in this small word. Not having both of your parents,people moving me around, not trusting anyone cause if you say something they will make a big deal…
Outside
Outside by Edgar Rivera Staring into the dark of the night I notice a stranger outside . Under a light post shining on him like a spot light , from my clear window I notice he's walking around impatiently back and…
Remember.
Note: Poet Warriors write with truth and purpose; this poem contains strong language, graphic details or sensitive subject matter. Remember. Frank Camario My mom always taught me never to join a gang, never do drugs and to never forget where…