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(This was an english assignment)



In this world, amazing

I listen to my heart,

and fly with my soul.

Everything is wonderful

I am in love.

I look into my memory.



As I look into my memory,

I see times amazing

Times of love

Times I should have listened to my heart

Sometimes it's wonderful

Sometimes it's without soul.



I listen to my soul

Lost in memory

Looking at times, wonderful

And worlds amazing

In the depths of my heart

To the truth of love.



The blindness of love

Covers up my soul

I ignore my heart

Forget my memory

He is amazing

He is wonderful.



Caught in these times wonderful

blinded by love

Everything gone that was once amazing

I can't hear my soul

I don't search for answers in my memory

I have lost my heart



Oh, what a beautiful heart

Oh, the emotions wonderful

Oh, what's in my found memory

I have a new love

A higher flying soul

It is once again amazing



Oh, how amazing

To find new love

To soar with a new soul.

(This was an english assignment)



I am what you desire most,

the burn of hope when all else is gone,

the ache in your heart at first sight,

a reason to take a life.

I am the burning desire,

when you are left alone,

a once-in-a-lifetime chance at happiness,

and will keep you happy as long as you live.

I am a glowing everlasting flame,

in a once dark and dreary heart,

bright and vibrant streams of color,

in a black and white boring life,

warmth in the cold, blue winter,

and ice in the flame.

Nurture me and be true,

but do not be blinded by me.

I am what I am. Listen to my prayer.

(This was an English assignment)



"It will be a boy." the doctors say

She denied to give them glory

always fighting authority

"She'll never be good at math."

her MEAP tests show different

"You can be what you want to be,

as long as I have a say in it."

Why are we alone,

in a room full of people?

Why are we underestimated?

aren't we all God's people?

(This is also an English assignment)



My soul soars

With wonderful wackiness

it crazily careens over walls

and low ledges.

I'm amazingly active

dizzily dumb and

sillily stupid.

Love lifts me and

I sail softly to an

unexplored shaggy shore.

(This was an english assignment)



I Don't Understand...

How bubblegum works

What nail polish is

Why, when it comes to clothes, less is more



But most of all...

Why people start drugs

How stereotypes got started

How America can run out of jobs

Why boys are jerks



What I understand the most is

The beauty of nature

My bestfriends

My geometry homework

The art of singing

(This poem is published in a book entitled A Celebration of Young Poets Michigan Fall 2004)



Remember me always and never forget

For you won’t be able to handle that yet.



For though I’m not with you, I’ll be close to your heart,

My love for you is just at the start.



Though you’ll never know what’s around the next bend,

This race we call life is not close to the end.



I will always be with you, by side or in heart,

And while we are living we will never part.

A dead wood outlined in evergreens

the sun just peeking over the their tops

Making the sky shades of blues and reds

small lines of purple clouds float

Like a boat in a halcyon ocean

winter has come and gone

Leaving my world cool and bitter

but as summer approaches

It’s slowly warming.

Days go by way to fast

how I wish that they would last

It seems like it was just yesterday

all I worried about was the word of the day

Now the years have flown to the past

now I worry about what school is the best

High school is almost over

all our goodbyes are being said

Now we have to be women and men

A bird flits,

through the evergreen trees.

Something moves,

through the grass and dead leaves.

A bird chirps, a woodpecker pecks,

a morning dove coos, and an owl who who’s.

The sun is setting, the breeze is cool,

nature in its more beautiful form,

Everyday before night this is its norm.

(I wrote this for my nephew to give to his crush)



My love will grow

Like a fire burns

To be close to you

My heart yearns

Tell me why

It is not my turn

Tell what I’ve done wrong

So that I may learn

I could, by no means,

Make you cry

I would rather

Wipe the tears from your eye

There will be

Just you and me

When I see your face

Full of beauty and grace

My stomach gains butterflies

And when we lock eyes

Magic fills the room

And makes me wish

I was your groom

If you share these feelings well

You would be smart and tell

Because no matter what they say

I love you every day.

Fake! Everything is Fake.

Fake smiles on Fake faces.

Fake attitudes and Fake feelings.

everything anyone does is to please others.

The clothes they wear, the makeup,

the way they wear their hair,

Even their feelings and looks they give,

all are Fake.

Even being yourself is Fake.

Fake friends, Fake enemies,

Fake love, Fake hate,

this, is a Fake existence.

Someone who will listen to you raving

about bad grades, bad teachers, and bad people.



Will talk to or take a picture of

your crush when you’re too scared to.



Will talk you out of bad things

and into good ones.



Will stand by you when someone is threatening

you, your beliefs, or your reputation.



Will give up part of their food, even if they are starving,

because you lost your lunch money.



Will be on your side even if they don’t

agree with what your fighting for.



Will listen to what you say even if they’ve heard

so much about that topic, they’re going crazy.



Even when you’re arguing, will disclaim

any bad rumors they hear about you.



I am lucky to have not one but two of such friends

and they are a blessing from the lord above.

fighting and bickering

I’m sick of it all

someone says something

And there they all go

best friends are at each others throats

Raised voices and violent threats

a simple problem

Is suddenly huge

this argument lasts

For more than it should

why can’t it be over

Like I hope it would

it’ll be different tomorrow

But today it just sucks.

I cried again for you today,

I know it’s been four months or more.

I heard your song again today,

I’ve heard it so many times before.

I saw your face again today,

In a cloud passing o’er.

I heard your voice again today,

In a song we sang in choir.

I thought you were here again today,

But I know that you are gone.

A friend has died,

They’ve gone away.

We’ll ne’er see him another day,

But which is worse

To live or die,

When to live means

You say goodbye.

When faraway you live again,

And never see your friends again.

So I ask you through this strife,

To lose to death or

Lose to life.

Which is worse,

I ask you now.

To find the answer,

I know not how.

And the question beyond compare

Try to answer if you dare.

Which is worse,

In your life,

To lose to death

Or lose to life?