Roses are red
Violets are blue
Idiots like you,
belong in a school'
Don't get upset,
I went there too,
I passed all my classes,
cuz I was smarter than you,
But hey don't you worry'
You wont be one for long'
Just pass all your classes,
Go on what you waiting for,
No I don't think so
go right now.
Copyright © Mariam Traore | Year Posted 2014
can i say something about love
my human rights to say about love
searched out dictionaries for definition of love
but didn't find any particular definition of love
as i go,go further at internet for love
this time finds,finds complexity of love
friends,don't find general rule for love
law can be obeyed,how can be love
general rule should be obeyd for love
please replacesthe word law with love
as i find in different cultures to love
find kindness,scarifice,and generosity to love
amiee style of love different in love
get any reward in love,not fair for love
Copyright © aamir iqbal | Year Posted 2012
Sun always shines
At sathya sai school which is mine
People over there are very kind
Bad qualities in them are hard to find
Atmosphere,there is the most divine
Help ever hurt never is one of baba's quoted line
His given code of conduct we follow are nine
With the grace of swami everything is fine
That is why I am proud to call this school as mine
Copyright © VAtrisha patel | Year Posted 2015
im livin in a world, where all eyes on me.
trying to curve my own route.
but route 66 keeps finding its way to me.
ive been plenty sick, in all the events layed before me.
even when i reflect to my lowest points
i dont regret any of the choices
That I’ve deployed in my era
A lot of it by error, but hey
We live in hell conditions and there ain’t no air condition
Or any guidelines when life throws you in the sidelines
But when hindsight twenty twenty hits
You’ll begin to understand life’s a bunch of equations and you in the mix of it
An you’ll have to think twice, before running into a situation and becoming the best of it
it’s what got me here, it’s what got us here
Ran with my thoughts blazing up to her place and
Guess what happened next
She opened up heaven’s gate
And just before late I slipped out
I’m a Grown ass man
Doin his thing, waitin to blow up like an old land mine
In doin what he drools over
But time after time
Something decides to creep up and cover the light
Lost my way
Then I revoked to ever know, I ever thought that way
But in the in between time, that in the mean time
Spent a lot of time
Gettin pissed off just to medicate and lift off
Don’t need Don Perion to sip off
Already had my way with the bottle
Even thought to get back with the trouble and rejoin the hustle
That’s just what happens to a man who really knows his old ways
Whos tired of making ends meet and ponders getting back to the streets.
Memory sets in and he remembers an O.G. saying
No matter how tall your pockets stand when you ball
Eventually times gonna make you fall
And I as I pull myself together
I don’t wanna end up like the twin towers rubble
I mean no offence to nine eleven but at that time I probably could have used a reverend
But all that’s irrelevant now
because i live with a different perspective now
there you go you made it to the end :-) comment if you like, constructive criticism wanted as well.
Copyright © pat roswell | Year Posted 2013
Just a day
“Good Night Mom and Dad” I said before I went to bed. “We love you” they said as they closed the door
Mom comes in and wakes me up “Time to go to school” as my feet hit the floor
I got dressed and ate breakfast and got my book bag and now we are on the go
We sit in the car listening to music “It’s Friday I think I’m a little excited tho
“Alright baby we here” as mom open the door to let me get out
She closed the door and kissed me on the head told me she loved me before she pulled off
Another day of school and it close to Christmas
I can’t wait to see Ashley and Alexus, today is show and tell as I said in a whisper
We had learning center day and Boy! Was it fun!
Today was a free day and on Friday there isn’t much to learn
The room was quite when the was a knock at the door, the door opened
A man with a big gun was standing there; my classmates panicked and started to run
I heard a lot of noises and a lot of screams
I felt a sharp pain in my back as I dropped to my knees
In the distant I heard more screams and then everything went silent
Then I closed my eyes it went dark and on the cold floor I was dying
The other side
It’s Thursday night and off to bed we go
I kiss my 5 year old son Jaden and told him I loved him so
Alarm clock goes off and it’s around 6:15 in the morning
I shower got dress and woke up Jaden my little darling
Its Friday, I fixed him breakfast and we headed out for the this last day until the weekend
I enjoyed our little drives to school as we sat in the car singing
I opened the door to let him out once more
Kissed him on the head and told him I loved him ill pick him up around four
I’m at work drinking coffee just talked to my husband on the phone
Got at my desk started to work and the my office phone rung
It’s about 9:30 and it was Jaden’s school
I got the news he was dead and I started to puke
I’m crying uncontrollably don’t know my next move
My son is dead, I can’t believe this news
I hurried to the school in the best of my ability
I saw the school surrounded by medics, reporters, and police
I ran to a officer and demanded to see my son
He said “I’m sorry ma’am” I can’t do this at this time
At 9:32 my one and only son Jaden was pronounced dead
The shooter was 20 and took my son’s life in his own hands
The questions continue to flow through my head as I search for answers
I don’t need answers I need my son and his laughter
I am now sitting on his bed trying to swallow tears
My husband holds me close as reality nears
My little boy is gone among the other 19 kids
Heaven has 20 new angels now I hope he knew how much I love him as much as I did
(To the innocent lives that were lost in the Sandy Hook Elementary shooting)
Copyright © Stefanie Jones | Year Posted 2012
The mirror is her worst enemy
Yet she looks at it everyday
The magazines girl so skinny
She wishes,starves and runs her weight down
Should she be this way?
Should she hate the mirror?
Why can't the mirror be her best friend?
She was told she's too fat
Loose weight,get taller wear make up
She was once a happy little girl
Until her smile was taken away
She now feels unwanted
And she doesn't know love
Her self esteem has reached her breaking point
And suicide was a choice she made
Copyright © Boipelo Mo | Year Posted 2015
"American Grafitti" took me back again to High School in the 1960's
"Back to the Future's" nifty hot rod took me back in time and almost left me!
"City Slickers" took me way out west, to rustle cows and ride a horse
"Da Vinci's" code, did not bode well, the Vatican did not endorse!
"E. T. " turned out to be my friend, we peddled bikes far past the moon
"Forrest Gump" shared my lunch, and shared his chocolate just past noon
"Groundhog Day" is darn confusing, is it Monday or is it Tuesday?
"Hannibal" is one cruel dude,..........he sharpens teeth so he can chew me!!
"I Now Pronounce You Chuck and Larry" invited me to toast their wedding
"Jaws" invited me to take a swim! Those who did, were soon regretting!
"King Kong", was one poor ape who climbed too high for past mistakes,
"Lincoln" had too much at stake, but ended war between the states
"Mummy 1" and "Mummy 2" made me cry for Mommy,...PLEASE!
"No Country for Old Men"...but young dudes look, and want to leave!
"O' Brother Where Are Thou?" escaped their chains to play like Ringo
"Psycho's" bathtubs scare me silly, my next motel will be Flamingo's
"Quarantine" because I'm sick? If I stay in bed, they call me lazy
"Rosemary's Baby"...yikes that kid? Babysit....?? Are you crazy?
"Superman" claimed that he could help me, but flew away with no advice
"Titanic" hit a piece of ice, (that Superman was not so nice!)
"Unforgiven" (now is Superman)...Clint Eastwood is the slicker guy
"Valkyrie"'s plot has thickened...Let's all poke Hitler in the eye!
"When Harry Met Sally" I was jealous....her cafe' scene has made me blush
Xanadu had me roller skating.......racing faster, while I'm dating
"Young Sherlock Holmes" was just a kid, I kid you not, he met his Watson
"Zoolander" 's slacks were Cuban made.. I borrowed some and they were awesome!
(and I'm exhausted!)
For Cyndi's exhausting ABC contest!! Whew!
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2013
Loss of ambition
Looks like I’m on a mission
Or some sort of a competition
Is it the end?
Should I be where I stand?
I cannot understand
I’ll just smile and pretend…
Looks like I’m lost
Not completely but almost
Disoriented, adrift and scared most
No way to hide or to escape from that ghost
Hunting me day and night
Making sure I don’t feel alright
Copyright © dreamersis poems | Year Posted 2014
Well one full week of school gone bye. Kids are asking when Christmas vacation
starts. Not enough work to keep awake in class. So 1st - 4th period is sleep time.
But wheres the teachers. In the teacher's room drinking and being all sorts of
fun.Weekend here more homework. Can't watch tv can't play video games can't
go to girlfriends house.(Boy) I thought school was from Monday to Friday not
the whole weekend too.!!Weekend is over back to school tomorrow. Homework
not done. Dog ate part of it the birds ate the rest. Teacher will be pissed but not
going to school tomorrow. Have Dr appointment so who cares.Week two of
school more homework that will never end. Teacher takes a cell phone because
you're bored in a class that you don't need. Football team stinks so bad that
even the mascot had to cry why me. So what will next week bring the same old
stuff. Oh welcome back to school kids have fun!
Copyright © Harold Hunt sr | Year Posted 2014
some schools have excellent behavior some don't
some people find school as prison some don't
some people suffer of what they get as marks but some stay happy
if you play something, a kind of sport doesn't mean you know about it
if someone would humiliate you because you are smart don't even bother listening
if someone bullies you around don't snitch just ignore
if you have the courage to do something then do it
if you will suffocate from your life remember the happy things you did
the people who took care of you will finally take notice of the things -you do. imagine the life you would have with no school which will mean no friends.
you won't just come back home and tell your parents what you learned but you will ask -about it and learn such more learn of what you see and, see but just -don't say.
Copyright © aya darwish | Year Posted 2012
Abbi ,the name of an angle
beautiful blond hair
oh that face, a beautiful face
one of an angle, my angle
blue worm welcoming eyes
that is her eyes ,that is her name
is as beautiful as her hair
She is mine
I am hers
Copyright © Matthew Thompson | Year Posted 2015
The stick stung like scorpion
On his flesh
His face squeezes in smile
Of great pain
He scratches voilently
Trying to find some soothes
He is late to school
And he does 100 metres
All the way
All this he does only
To recieves lashes on his
The teacher has turned to
Be the punisher
As she stood with a face
That is covered with cloud
Of anger,that scares all
Copyright © Dumejes Momalife | Year Posted 2013
I am in this school which is
really cool however its so
play n study teachers are like
gods who teaches you ohh
build up our future no need
of any tutor luvs you a lot
wanna c you at the top school
provides ol the facilities
remove ol ur
Copyright © Aditi Sharma | Year Posted 2013
What I will miss the most,
Is seeing my friends everyday.
Not being in the same class,
Not being able to even say, "Hey."
I won't miss seeing some of the jerks.
The people will not be named,
I won't miss all of the homework though,
I think that it's pretty lame.
I don't mean to offend anybody,
But seriously, I AM DONE!
7th grade, I'm on my way,
So watch out here I come!!
Copyright © Amy Merrell | Year Posted 2013
Time it passes without any warning
I remember when I had a lot of hair
In a flash the hair is all gone
It isn’t much any more
It’s all grey now
Time hmm it flies just like that
People leave lives that is not there’s
There is a voice behind
Other times is a voice and a hand behind
Sadly it doesn’t belong to them
They never have the guts to live out their lives
Time oh time you cannot pause it neither can you live two lives
Again you are all grey before you know it
I used to wonder what people will say
What they will think
I also used to think who likes me and who doesn’t
But forty years has passed and I look around and discover nobody gives a shit
Your destiny is like a personal horse
Ride it to destination
Conquer fear and you will discover hidden strengths and talents
What else can I say?
Falling in love is personal but don’t give your heart to a fool
I also threw away time falling in love stupidly
But I gained wisdom and I value self more
The door of my life now has heart breaking detectors
It can even detect fake manipulative people who have no business around me
I just graduated from school of wisdom
A school of patience
They say time heals all wounds
But leaves behind fresh scars as fresh as the original wound
Live your life; make your own personal choices
Even Gods leading expects you the recipient of the blessing to take action
Leading of God is action not inertia
No invention can pause time at least for now it’s an impossibility
Waste no more time
Pursue your dreams, live out your dreams
Open the window of courage and throw away fear
Open the door of hope and send hopelessness packing
Your dreams will not come to you go and grab it
Conquer your inhibitions set yourself free
Free from life controllers and manipulators
From people that use people
It’s a fallacy to think everybody loves you
Life is a mixture of haters and lovers
Builders and destroyers
Light and darkness
Choose your side of the divide
Decide decide decide
Time is passing
Indecision is same as time wasted
There is nothing as sweet as living out your dream life
What are you doing where you are not celebrated?
What are you doing with people who don’t like you?
It’s never too late to start all over
Never too late to start living your life
But don’t wait till the end
To be alive is a great thing
But to live your life is greater
Much better when you don’t follow the crowd
For only the outstanding stand out
Copyright © felix gbemudu | Year Posted 2012
Cuter than you is hard to find, perious and worth a
valuable price. Sweeter than you is not made in
this world or time.
Yet so young but also whole and very thoughtful
of you. My school charmer you mean a lot to me
thinking about you is very hard for me.
Not so fragile as a kiss but very sweet and also
your lips. Your body is fine and not to mention
your sweet smile.
You catch me not even with a kiss but yet still I like
this. Not close in age but close in mind when I
think of you I smile. I like the way you speak but I
wonder about your lips.
I hope you you not fragile as a kiss but I hope you
mean what you say about this. Cause if I lie I am
sure about this I am sure I like you with or without
Copyright © aleca wallen | Year Posted 2014
I want to be the strong girl that you want me to be.
But, it seems like every time I try to be strong,
Something is always in my way.
I want to be the perfect girlfriend that you ever had.
I want to be the one that you want,
Or the one that you’ve been dreaming about for a long time.
I want to be the perfect women for your,
Especially for your sister/brother.
I want to from your high school sweet-heart,
To your college lover, To your Fiancée,
The one that you want to be your children’s father/mother.
To be with you for the rest of your life,
But I have one question in my mind,
One question that I keep thinking about every day.
Do you want the same thing?
The same thing that I’m hopping for,?
Do you want the same thing that I want…?
Maybe I’m just dreaming about what I want,
Maybe it’s just a fantasy of mine…
Copyright © Sefora OWNER | Year Posted 2012
school can be boring or fun.most kids don't like school.but some kids
do.you may get frustrayted or even sad and get mad.one day you will get
it.so never give up and always go to school. Me i love to go to school! Everybody should
have fun and enjoy school because there's lots to learn about and have a great education!!
Copyright © doris lee | Year Posted 2008
i am crazy
but i say
at school i
l'm in the
i'm i play
my role so
Oh yes im
crazy coz i
to play my
SO DO YOU?
Copyright © Dinha Melcy | Year Posted 2013
You helped me and pushed me through all the hard work, you encourage me to
believe in me. You told me that education was a good for a better why of life. You
told me that without education I’m choosing a hard life. You pushed me to do
more than I could do and I thank you.
Mrs. Spriggs on this day I like to tell you thanks for helping me when things got
tough. I know this poem this poem is not enough to tell you thanks for everything
you done for me but thanks for guiding me and pushing me to do better than I
can do, you encourage me to find in me someone better thanks. Thanks for not
giving up on me when this got tough.
Thanks for being there when I needed you, thanks for helping me out through
these two last years, thanks for being more than a teacher a friend to me, thanks
for taking some of your time in helping me but not just me all my classmates too
I’m share with all there heart they thank you too for everything you done for them
thank you, thanks for believing in me and trusting me, thanks for not quieting on
me, thanks for all your support.
You give me the confidence to be a better person and made me believe in me,
thank you for changing my life, thank you for being that special teacher that
helped me change my life. Thank you and I hope you help other kids like you
Copyright © Luis Becerra | Year Posted 2008
Oh God help students
Student come to you in peace. With hearts free for you. There soul belong to you. You are Genesis through revolution to Revelations. Mercy is asked on our behalf. Middle generation is all over Television."My Children my Africa: rest in peace Mr M". Oh God help Student.
Your words: no judgement: human in blue ''khacky" danker than that of sky,mount Kilimanjaro, look at him so high, all he want to hear is a voices responding from pain of his short Oh Lord have mercy on your people.
Purples are now toys that is used to gain political recognition. They voices are mute by the use of food. God bless students, all they want is survival. Boys and girls of North where your wise disciple originate they are mistreated. Good is words of your month. let us down not Oh God help.
The Nazi want to dictate days of depression with exams yet we pay to get a paper. In the name of success we gain painful memory. Better future for all, better life for human next generation is in present hands as your disciples, Lord physically humans are treated like slave. Teachers and Social Workers do not understand the value of crystal crown and Slavery is life they live yet encourage to take their kids to university where they have to pay again while they do not gain Oh God help your people are falling Apart. Achebe is a witness "things fall apart". Oh Lord God help student...
Copyright © lonely mabale | Year Posted 2015
when people ask me , why don't you try hard to impress people.
i simply tell them this..
when you smile all the time = your to happy all the time
when your sad = your depressing and not fun to be around
you dont have a boyfriend = your square
you have a boyfriend = your a slut
you have one friend = your a loser
you have more then one friend = your trying to hard to be popular
you act a little silly = your imature
you try to be marture about everything = your boring
you dont try hard in school = your a loser
your try hard in school = your a nerd
you love your family = your weird
you tell people about your family problems = your seeking attention all the time
you simply cant impress everyone. and everyone has something to say about your appearence , the way you walk , talk , smile , shrug.. ect.
so i will simply say to you all.. do not try and impress people.. its okey to try hard,.
to talk about your social life around others . and if they have something to say... tell them to simply go away..
Copyright © Breana levack | Year Posted 2011
Blessed is the birth of Your Son
Christ, our Saviour
Despair or hopeless I feel
Eternal, continous and Perpetual
Free me from being hopeless, I ask of You
Copyright © Jacqueline R. Mendoza | Year Posted 2011
When I was born
Somebody might have thought, ‘he is going to bring wealth’,
It was hard to look outside
Though some might have thought, ‘he is going to be a visionary’,
I cried, I was innocent and I was well-thought-of
Someone might have thought, ’he will be famed’.
I wondered, the world so crazy -
At first breath, why they are so dependent on me?
The poor baby in me stepped as a kid
ABCDE became easy.
One plus two equals to three
Later multiplications and divisions
Ruined my vital capacity.
I gave up with arithmetic and outraged against history
I wondered and grew, why the people lived with such difficulty!!!
Earth core, landmasses, oceans made me clear
But altitude and latitude made it heavier.
Left with literature, I made it going
Yet, recitation and dictation made it receding.
Primary came out of struggles
And later in high school came with more hurdles.
Erstwhile subjects totted by unwanted hindrances
Physics, Chemistry and Bio-Logy were additional weightages.
Accompanied by curricularism
Sports, paintings and crafts became to be favoritism.
Someone might have thought, ‘his mind is full of asceticism’.
Cried with science
And accountancy gave back my smile,
Calculator and company books
Were carried for rest of the time.
Someone might have thought then, ‘he will be a quaestor’.
I was wondering, ‘what will make my profile!!!’
Confusion and complexity aroused
And after my masters
Am I heading to be Manager?
I summed up my weaknesses
And was not left with any strengths
I switched on my bulb without filament
And I oohed myself
Did I end up as a writer then???
Copyright © Swairik Das | Year Posted 2010
I once thought this day would never come, but now that is here I’m sad and glad
that this day is here.
I’m glad because I accomplished high school and I’m moving on to bigger and
I’m glad because I grow up here, I made lots of friends and met lots of
interesting people too.
I’m glad because I leave so many members here.
I’m glad because I had fun here and laugh and cried and just joked around here.
I’m glad because I never thought I would graduate from here and now that this
day is here I’m glad but sad because I’m scared of getting out of here.
I’m scared of not making it on my own scared because this time I'm on my own
I’m sad because there are so many members I leave here.
I’m sad because I know that I’m not going to see my friends like before.
I’ sad because I’m not a kid no more now I’m a growing person that’s on his
I’m sad because it’s going to be hard not seeing my friends everyday like before.
I’m sad because time is passing so fast and not slow but I’m glad because I
have lots of members inside and as I move on these members well live on.
I just hope as time passes by my friends remenber me like I well remenber
them, I hope all there dreams come true because I know when you want
something and you work hard for it, it well come true.
High school has been a great experience for me. I know as time passes by I well
remenber the good times and bad times I had in high school.
The knowledge I learned to go to college, the experiences I experienced but this
is just one experience of many to come.
Today my life starts from this day on and today on this day I thank everyone that
helped me through out my school years.
Thank you for not giving up on me, thank you in believing in me but specially I
thank my parents for being there for me for guiding me to the right path for telling
me that learning is the right path to a better future and a better why of life thank
you for making me into a better person thank you with all my heart. Thank you
Copyright © Luis Becerra | Year Posted 2008
"Just one alphabet,
an imprint on the brain,
and you'll never forget
or be puzzled again.
If you use your head,
you can save your feet;
the mind must be fed
and a book is a treat.
Reading and writing
are private activities,
but mingling's the thing
in your towns and your cities.
The retail and wholesale
of popular cultures:
peacock and nightingale
enjoyed by vultures.
One day in the evening,
you'll want to impart
the frustrated meaning
that's hurting your heart.
the product of fear,
but all happy endings
are perfectly clear.
And something is learned
when professors are fooled
and the children are turned
into the over-schooled -
Don't study too long,
after you're literate,
go totally wrong
and still be an idiot."
Copyright © Nancy Ames | Year Posted 2008
Thrust into a new place, Being better is a race
Everybodies different, Everybodies out on display
Making new friends, as well as unwanted enemies
Try and stay focus, All I wanna be is really me
I've got the brain to get the grades, But someone is distarcting me
I'd rather skip class and go and kick back with my honeybee
All these problems, whoaa is me
Grades are great so time to chill,
Oh no, grades tumble down a hill
Back on my game I study hard
Extra cedit working hard, Earning A's and all is great
Problem is girls like to hate
All this drama girl you fake !
Time goes by another year,
All repeats and stuff gets real,
Work extra hard, gotta stay focus
Ignore all the drama your futures in motion !
School works most important so make sure you get it finished,
And when it's time to graduate oh high school how you'll miss it.
And in the future you'll sit back and start to realize,
You made it there you'll make it anywhere you put your mind..
Copyright © S B | Year Posted 2011
Like a whiff of pungent smoke
The inner song dies
in chorus of sharp tongues.
Anger beats the wall
causes no beginning,
A naked shadow burns.
The voice on the edge of truth
jumps in the dust of lies
like a firebird
bathes in immortal grief.
For deliverance from the depravity,
one who calls you a name.
How I longed to invoke
a time outside the space!
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2008
In my domain I am the child again
lost in labyrinth of stairways
unable to find my home.
A swarm of bees descends
gives anaphylactic shock
I am dead in my arms.
You carry a dead gorilla
on the makeshift scaffold,
somewhere a female was beating her chest.
Blood on the face of moon
my sobs will not stop
flowing in muddy streaks in pits of tattoos.
Eggs of blue bird were waiting
for the mother to come,
kids were on doormats.
It was always the salt lake.
No body was going to drown
wolves, sharks and men!
Copyright © Satish Verma | Year Posted 2008