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| Your School's Name: Garrett High School | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: Gail |
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| Any comments about why you wrote it? Josie is my best friend and i want her to know it |
Your Poem:
Josie
Her favorite colors are black, red, and lime green.
She always has the coolest jeans.
She is almost never mean.
Her locker is always clean.
She is never without a calculator.
Her sister tells great tales of elevators.
I admire her very much,
But she would not hear of such.
She does't like most people with red hair.
And pink she will not wear.
If you pull her hair, she will hit you.
I gaurantee she will not miss you.
If you talk to her she may not reply,
for she is very shy.
Since i met her, our friendship has grown.
she is the coolest person i have ever known.
Her hair is the most awesome color.
She has the nicest mother.
I think she is afraid of Ashley Hile.
She always greets me with a smile.
| Your School's Name: Carver Acadmey | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: Crystal Wooldridge |
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| Any comments about why you wrote it? My dad hasn't been here for me |
Your Poem:
I don't remember anything about you
As a child it hurt growing up
I didn't have a daddy that would take me to the races
Or teach me how to fish
I thought you loved me daddy
I thought you cared
I meet you for the first time daddy
At aunt sissy funeral
It has been 3yrs daddy since I seen you last
You send me Jewlery for my birthday and for chirstmas
Don't you see daddy all I want is you
I tired to come see you daddy
But you told me not to come
Don't you want me daddy ,As your little girl?
Do you want to have a relationship with me?
I am 17 yrs old daddy and I am getting married
All I have ever dreamed about was to have my daddy walk me down the isle
Well the day is coming soon daddy
Will you walk me down the isle?
You told me that you would see
I would think that you would want to daddy
I guess I was wrong
Daddy don't you see you have hurt me enough
You won't return my calls
All I wanted was to be loved
loved by you
| Your School's Name: ort greinberg | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: Nimrod Katzir |
| Poet's Name (if not yourself) Pialar Grim | |
| Any comments about why you wrote it? I was thinking |
Your Poem:
As a bird in the sky
As a fish in the sea
As a tear in the eye
As a branch in a tree
As a man to his home
As a book to a shelf
As a Caesar to Rome
As a god to himself
As a priest to a church
As a feather to pigeon
As a compass to search
As a sign for a season
As a needle to saw
As a bright to a fairy
As an arrow to bow
It is all necessary
| Your School's Name: D.U | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: Juned Ahsan |
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| Any comments about why you wrote it? |
Your Poem:
Love And Friendship
Love is a feeling by hearts
and not for those who do flirts.
Do not mix love with any logic
as it could make relationship toxic.
So ur love for me is as deep as sea
if its true then i want to see.
So i want to have a jump in ur heart
Don't worry for that u wouldn't have to take off ur shirt.
I will enter ur heart through ur eyes
So no hip hop and please no cries.
Your love for me is like a deep ocean
thanks for these lovely emotions.
You are a part of my life and i dont want to miss u
u looks to me great but that doesen't mean that i want to kiss u.
Your company always give me pleasure
how much i love u cannot measure.
Love cannot be measured as it has no unit or scale
just love everybody either its a male or female.
| Your School's Name: St. Joseph | MY URL: Visit Me |
| My Email: Email Me | Your Name: Parth Shah |
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| Any comments about why you wrote it? Felt like it |
Your Poem:
A tear red with pain, slowly drags itself down the rugged skin of her cheeks. What words can express the insane feelings that slowly degrade her thoughts. Like sound waves in a cave, death keeps rebeling aganinst the walls of her mind and back to her thoughts. Why wont they diminish and let live. They cause pain that not even broken love can begin to express. A suffering so deep that the mind freezes at its sight, so painful to even see that tears dry up at its touch, so painful to wittness that your mind has no more thoughts left to think and your body no more feelings left to shed. Where does it begin, where does it end? Is this the end?