Best Hispanic Poems

Una chica hispana la fuerza y belleza tan sabios y fuertes, creo que estoy enamorado de ella. Ella representa al sol que brilla toda la habitación y mi mundo por día. Por la noche, ella es la luna que sube por la noche, y mi...

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A Hispanic girl is a princess in her own right. She's the crown jewel in my eyes. This
Hispanic girl is so beautiful, it's like dating an angel. I'm her black prince, and she's
my Hispanic princess, soon to be my queen. When I look into the...

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Amar a una hermosa chica hispana será el gran momento de mi vida. Parece que todos los hispanos las niñas son hermosos ángeles. No sólo es esta chica hispana es tan bello como el resto de las niñas hispanas, ella es muy lindo, demasiado. Cuando...

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Loving a beautiful Hispanic girl will be the greatest moment of my life. It seems that all
Hispanic girls are beautiful angels. Not only is this Hispanic girl is as beautiful as the
rest of the Hispanic girls, she's cute, too. When I saw this beautiful Hispanic...

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A Hispanic girl's beauty is so wise and strong, I think that I'm in love with her. She
represents the sun that shines the entire room and my world by day. At night, she's the
moon that rises by night, and my shining star.The beauty of all...

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When I go outside and see the homeless, I see one thing,
There are no homeless Hispanics and yet, 
There is a Hispanic Panic amongst those who are paranoid

From the abuelitas selling taquitos to artists hawking cartoon portraits, street vendors were hustling long before the pandemic....

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I'm in love with a Hispanic girl because she's attractive. I'm in love with a Hispanic
girl because she's beautiful, she's smart, kind. and I love her. She's the sun that shines
daylight, the moon that rises at night, and my shining star. When I look into...

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I will love you
Regardless if you hate me because I'm not white

I will love you
Even if your nickname for me is Spic

I will love you
because I can't remember a time when putting my energy into HATING you has EVER brought me closer to happiness

I will...

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I wish you were a boy. 
The ones my mother talks about with a forkful of mole poblano. 
Singing me a fantasy of wedding cake and children. 

Her passion threads a life of regret for me.
Sewing me up like a street vendors maría doll. 
Finishing...

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