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Poetry Amir 704

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TROUBLE

 I can smell that danger was was coming

I can taste that feeling in my mouth

I knew trouble was close

My muscles became nervous

My soliva gathered and drowned my tongue

I knew trouble was getting closer

My stimulants began to speed up

My temperature was getting warm

I knew trouble was right next to me

I couldn't feel my bones

My body started to tingle

I knew that troble had caught me

 

POOR APPLE

As I snatch the apple from the table

I took a juicy bite as I can taste the sweetness

I wanted to save it for later

But I couldn't stand its bitter taste

I kept telling myself, just one more bite

Until there was only the core

Poor apple, it was just so good !

 

POWER

Too much Damage

Too Destructive

Too Harmul

Too Dangerous

Too much Strength

 IT WILL GET YOU !

 

THIS GIRL

I hate this girl, I hate her so much

With her I will never eat lunch

She is hardheaded and so weird

I can just imagine her with A beard

Look at her dirty hair that piece of shit

I just want a candle and of course it will be lit

Her nasty clothes never white

Stupid ass always talking about life

 

She is a loser, she has no friends

Trying to look cool, take off that fake lense

"Oh no don't even look at me"

Your despicable face, so freaking ugly

What's your problem, what's up with you

Always saying wack jokes, I have to say boo

 

She disrespects me, that's why I don't like her

Eventually I will get a lighter

I bet you she's not educated and never learns

I'm telling you one day she will get burned

Her body is shaped so wrong

Her legs so skinny and so long

 

I wanna fight her but she is scared

I guarantee you I will pull her hair

I don't like her because she is two faced

She talks trash, so she will get chased

She doesn't worry about her clothes and never matches

I'm telling you watch out, your skin will turn into ashes

 

I'm telling you watch yourself, or you will get it

Don't do anything stupid or you will get bit

Don't do anything bad anymore

Or you will get thrown into a shore

I will give you a chance or I'll throw toys

Just stop it and make the right choice

 

Just Imagine

Just imagine living on your own

At home always alone

Just imagine yourself in a lost island

The animals are so violent

Just imagine yourself in the ocean

Swaying in the tense motion

Just imagine you lived in fear

Wishing the whole thing was clear

Jusy imagine you were a slave

Always sleeping in caves

 

Ketchup

Just look at its color, that red liquid

It's so tempting to eat, shining at you

Just get one dip, one lick, one bite

It's great right

I love its sourness, so good

Putting it on your tongue

Tasting its wonderful taste

Eating it with any kind of food

Licking its juicyness

Finally getting into your stomach

I believe there is never too much ketchup

 

Dreams

Dreams can last forever

Dreams can be anything

Dreams are imagination

Dreams are your mind

Dreams are YOU

Dreams are Dreams

 

What do you think of me?

Am I cool, Am I smart, Am I sexy?

Am I fun, Am I nice, Am I funny?

Am I right, Am I wrong, Am I crazy?

Am I sad, Am I mad, Am I happy?

The question is what are you?

 

I Hate

I hate teachers

I hate bleechers

I hate reading

I hate feeding

I hate being dumb

I hate bums

I hate alchohol

I hate being called

I hate sharing

I hate caring

I hate YOU

I hate myself too !

 

Being Alive

Somebody hold me too close

Somebody hurt me too  deep

Somebody sit in my chair

And ruin my sleep

And make me aware

of being alive!

being aliveeeeeeeeee!

 

Think

Think of me when we say goodbye

Remember

Remember our last touch

Memory

Memory of our moments

Listen

Listen to my last words

Look

Look at me walk away

 

Wait What??

What do you mean?

Wait I don't get it?

What is happening?

Wait where am I?

What should I do?

Wait how do you know me?

What is this world?

Wait it's just a dream!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Comments (7)

sylvia said

at 1:29 pm on Apr 29, 2009

amir. i think you've been touched by genuis

sylvia said

at 1:29 pm on Apr 29, 2009

ya spelled saliva wrong

sylvia said

at 1:29 pm on Apr 29, 2009

& the other poem was better man

dannyl704 said

at 7:59 pm on Apr 29, 2009

cool

mswilliams said

at 10:54 am on Apr 30, 2009

Amir--i really love Poor Apple. Nice job!

Amir said

at 10:23 am on May 21, 2009

thank u ms williams i really appreciate it

mswilliams said

at 10:55 am on May 21, 2009

Amir! "Being Alive" is another one I really like. I think it's because you don't over-think the rhymes, you know? Maybe take that into the other poems like we've talked about: making rhymes really matter and make sense. I think you're getting better at that! I also think you put a lot of work into short poems and it works really well in "Being Alive"

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