Best Serena Poems

Serena is from Thailand, smiling
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Serendipity, sun do smiles
European titles in mind
Royally, I was at Garros 
England, Wimbledon, my crowns
Nigh, the glory from Aussies
Arthur Ashe, the home in honour 

When...

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WORLD OF GREY –Collaboration with Serena Storm
"Its cold today, 
My world is grey. 
I'm Being tortured by the echos 
Of the words I don't say...

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I am black and I have the ability to glorify the King
I am great and in believing in him, I have authority over all things
I...

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The sun was setting, as it usually does
The town a ghost town, the main street all but silenced
The wind blowing leaves and dreams to and...

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These are some of my unpopular opinions that some people won't like
You can't be considered the greatest rapper if you've had somebody ghostwrite
If you don't...

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I want to lead you to safety like Harriet Tubman,
While we are on our way,
I want to stop traffic like Garrett Morgan,
Before we get there,...

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The old faith healer carefully got things ready.
She had spring water collected from the source
that had been taken at the night of the new moon.
Some...

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11/30/16


That girl is an over achiever
And avid reader

That girl is a real brainteaser
Yet a true pleaser

That girl had a golden retriever
And a house with multiple...

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Spy vs. Poet - pen trickery

(A collaborative poem by Serena Storm and Joel Thornton)


Dissimulating cloak – an apocryphal script 
Ah, I see "I" the spy...

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When Grandma takes me to the park!
By Kim Mosteiro
I love when my grandma comes and picks me up to go to the park. We ride...

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Italian version. (continued from first part)
Tale è l’orror  che assale la mia mente
Di quanto ho visto e rivissuto prima
Da ridurla al silenzio più opprimente.
Pian...

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I was playing catch in my backyard with my father
You were the boy across the street that didn’t know how to flirt
So you settled for...

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My favourite sport
Serena on the tennis court
My ace in a pot
The plate on your stove red hot
Brimming with smells of exotic aroma
A vivacious spicy persona
The...

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Our minds in mouths agape
When lost the game at Ashe
Our minds with you in pains
Shaking we are in silence

Aces lost in paces
Paces of your races
Sour...

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