Thursday, December 11, 2008

=D

I never have time for me,
Just to sit back and think,
Maybe sometime, someyear
My day will come just for me!.
The ski is dark and,
The star's and shinning bright,
The wind is softly blowing,
Threw out the night.
The sun in the middle of the day
nothing blocking it
warm like a cup of coffee in the morning
I don't like to talk about myself
I'm reserved
Theres things you don't supposed to know
about my life
What did happen to me?????

weekend

I am ready for this weekend i
am going to hang out with ma crew
dam but i wonder when it's going to end?
my homeboys baby cant stop saying gu!!

The Cold sun



The sun is up
it's the middle of the day
there are clouds all around the sky
there is no light or heat

Always there when I walk by you
you see through me as If I weren't there.
When the sun goes
it turns dark and
with that stars come out.
When something bad
happens i don't cry in
the outside but in
the inside I do.

the sea

Late in the night at the sea
the animals running and feeling the breeze
the water is warm like the weather.
Arlette loves to be free
like the sea during a electric storm.
______the
______tree
____dropped
_____all it's
_____leaves
______in
______the
_____middle
_____of fall
_____and it
______w
______a
______s
______l
______e
______f
______t
______n
______a
______k
______e
______d

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

I forget sometimes
how small i am,
that something out there
is greater than me.
The clouds at sunset
are the color of blush wine
and creamy linen sheets.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

As I walked down the road I see just dark far away
and while I walk, light apears.
The light just comes from on top of me,
something is chasing me I look back andis nothing,
when I move it moves when I stop it stops and it copies all my movements,

suddenly the light goes off and it stops chasing me all you see is darkness.
I walk againto the light and it starts to chace me again
I face it and talk to my self out loud, is that the thing that is chasing me,
I ignor it and I still think thats not the thing that is chasing me, I look down
in the floor and is my shadow.
NIGHT MARE

Im in a big honted mansion
there's lots of slaughtered people walking

I look up to my left and see a zombie
with a chain saw starts running down the stairs
trying to slaughter me in half

I try to run
but my feet feal as if they had weights on them

I look back and I see that he is gaining up on me
when all of a sudden he starts to slow down

I hide in a corner of the big mansion

I hear a big growl of a chain saw geteng started

I feal a cold shiver doun my spine
I feal like screaming but nothing comes out

I look up and see a the zombie jumping up in the air
and thats when I wake up from this horrible nigt mare.

sadness

Sadness is a big blue ocean.

It is deep and is seems to never have an end.

The salty waves that come to the shore are the

tears brought by the sadness.

It is deep and dark.

The deeper it goes the darker it gets.

it is so deep you don't know when you

will hit the bottom of it.

still

Beneath the sound
Of the neighbors' television
And behind the whirr of traffic,
You can, if still and humble enough,
Hear a toddler giggling across the street,
Electricity running through a wall socket,
Platelets bumping the walls of your veins.

But above this, hanging
Over all these sounds is a heavy black canvas,
Tied to the Earth at the corners.
If you wait long enough,
Silence has not only a sound,
But a color, a weight,
It presses on you like dough and fills the corners of your eyes,
Blows on your cheek
And cries in your lap.

No Title

Into the
windows of your soul
I peek, to see what there may grow.
Not curiosity, but a secret I seek. Into the
E _D
L _____A
C_____ __R
R___ __K
I _C
I go. I find truth in lies; pain covered up by your
cries. But why you cry I don't know.
And as hard as I try, I just can't
deny that I too am filled
with woe.

The shoot!!!

Getting
Bigger the pain, that I feel inside
all of my heart, like the shoot
of the most
dangerous
gun in the
world.

I hate yOu

I hate the way you look at me.
I hate the way you speak to me.
I hate the way you read my mind.
The more I hate you
The more rusty mold eats at my soul.
With the little lies and stupid times we shared.
Oh how i hate the things you say.
You leave me a bitter feeling of algae.
In my mouth.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

An elegy to my homeboy may he R.I.P.

All I have are memories.

He never seemed to have any worries.



When I hung out with him it was constant

laughter.

Sometimes he would get me mad

but when he was here I would never be sad.



The night he was killed I got full of anger.

I hope that who took his life regrets what they did

forever.



When I heard the news I couldnt believe

what i saw on the news.

I was speechless and in denial.



Tears rolled down my cheeks when I realized

I was never again going to laugh at his pranks and jokes.



For the first time he made me sad.

I will always remember him the way he was.





A ode to my x

Oh how i heart in side
you dont know how meny times I have tride

I feal so confused and I dont know If we shuld
stay together or to try maikeng things at least
a little bit better

The tears you caused have made my heart so
sad in a way I feal mad

The good times we spent together I will treasure
them with me forever

When we said googd bye
It fealt as if evry thing you
said wus just a big all lie

I will miss you so
but for now I got to move on and let you go
At the same time
as I fell like I'm close
of the end
It goes so far

I don't remember
How long I was walking inside
Where is the end
Of this huge tube
And Where I was going

The time came and went
As the wind infront of my eyes
Finally at the end of this tube
I discovered myself

Everything outside was different
Some shadows cold and tall appear
Walking the same path
With this sahdows arround me

Some ones turned behind me
But I continued walking in the path
Watching the dawn and the nigh
In an open field

Then infront of me
A Gambler appear
Wearing a Dark mysterious cap
I couldn't see his face

His eyes and mouth
Covered by darkness
With cold and strong voice
He asked me

What I was goning to do
Which path I was going to take
The wide and warm
Or the cold and tight

Making me feel
Like if I were paralized
If i don't choose soon
He will meka my own decision

I decided the tight and cold
Getting inside, everything had change
The heavy and weird atmosphere
With almost a couple lights
To let us see toward

And the ground like a wasteland
Some shadows failed
But some of us could out

Both paths get together again
But we were different
Now we have equipment
In all of our body

And the other shadows
Just a few shields
Trying to figure out
How that was posible

Those paths prepared us
For the biggest battle of our life
Fighting agains giants

Ilucionist to makeing us
Stay away from the way
Dreamhunters taking away
Our proposal in our life

At the end of this huge battle
Only a few shadows and me
Could get to the top
The top of the biggest mountain that I ever see

After all the pain
All the survivors
Stayed in the high
For the rest of our times.

Ode To Love

Ode to love
Ode to love
For the joy it brings
Ode to the way it
Sorrows my soul
But the way it
Touches my heart
Ode for the way
It makes me smile
But also can make
Me very weak
Ode to the happy tears
And wounderful years
~*Kalisia Reyes*~

unk

Two weeks into your life.
I snatched you up couse you were
in the street.
I took you in my home with a lot
of hope and pride.
My mom and brothers loved your
cute boxer face.
My mom loved you like her smallest son
and feed you more then her own.
I didnt know why she gave you
away,but we hope you never pass
away.
We love you Tyson

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Ode to Cheerleading

Oh Cheerleading how the weak come in and leave strong...
how your loud voices pump up the crowd to their feet...
and your enchanted voices casts spells on the people and get them to cheer...
they throw me in the air like a dolphin jumping out of water
though bumps and bruses may come and you may feel like a weaping tree...
but the beauty of it is coming together as a team..

Friday, May 2, 2008

Torn Between The 2.....

I'm so torn between the two
I really like him but I love you
Wen I'm with him everything in the World seems right
N wen me n yu r 2qether all we do is fiqht
He treats me so good and yu make me cry all niqht
I try 2 b wit yu but I cant push sumthin that aint meant 2 b
I was lost in love wit yu but he finally set me free
Damn this gots me goin krazy
I wanna call yu baby
But I wanna b his 1 n only lady
So I sit here and think I'm so torn in between the two
I really like him but I love yu
Can sum1 help me bcuz I dunno wat the hell 2 do....

Friday, April 25, 2008

Ode your big head self

Ode to that big head boy on the church bus.
His head is real big and can’t wait to go to church.
I love the way your knee caps are always dry and full of rust.
Now I slapped you upside your head...ouch!
That had to hurt!

Your parents must be aliens
Because your head is a ten gallon hat.
Please don’t think I am psycho or insane.
I like you a lot even though I don’t show it.
All I want to do is chat!

Ode to that big head boy on my church bus.
His head is real big with ashy knees that rust.

Ode your big head self...

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Sweet Memories

Can you remember your first love?
The way they held you...
the way they made you feel?
Was their personality beautiful as a dove?
Did their words soothe?
How did they make you feel?
What was the color of their eyes?
Green, brown, hazel, or blue...
or was it closer to teal?
If they left you, did you write sweet goodbyes?
"Your love is like a tool..."
Did you send them an envelope that was sealed?
Love is like a flowing river from the heart.
Do you remember you first love that was true?
Were they there for you?

Sunday, April 20, 2008

thoughts...

she sits there all alone,
thinking about the one she loves the most.
she thinks,can he see me?
does he truly know who i am?
why do i do the things i do?
why am i so scared to fall in love with you?
what do i do now that hes gone.
all i want to know is why i alway end up,
asking myself why or how.
i just wonder if ill find the answers.

Love...

loving you like i never loved befor
with arms wide open for you to adore.
all the pain that i would go through
is not anoff as my love is for you.
if i could explain it i would try
but every time i think about us i just about cry.
why?because to see me happy with you,
is all i want and all im wiling to do.
for me to tell you how much im in love
kinda hurts because i cant explain it.
i want you to know,i wont put you though pain
all the pain i had to go through,
i promice i would not do that to you.
as i sit here and think about all the hurting,
i think about earning your trust
no mater what i do,
just remember that i will always love you.

Saturday, April 19, 2008

relationship

my friends always say that if you leave a relationship in the past,
that is where it hould stay,well i want my old one back.
i had a good boyfriend that i had alot in commen with,
but i through it all away for what people would say.
he treated me like every man should treat a woman.
he was funny,kind,sweet and every thing i ever dreamd i would have.
he was my world.
i was in love with him,but i cant always have what i loved.
he took my heart with out even knowing he took it.
if i could have one more chance i would do it all agen.
but for now we are just going to see where this life takes us,
and live life to the fullest,with eachother hopfuly someday soon.
my heart is still here if he wants it.
im not going away any-time soon.

writen by,chenowa

Thursday, April 10, 2008

Colors

Me, Myself and I.
I, change colors.
Various colors,
But never am I the same.
Happiness.
I am bright blue.
A sky blue.
Not the normal crayon blue.
Sky blue.
The kind of blue that people smile upon.
Bold and bright.
Happy.
Sadness, I am a dark orange.
Ugly, quiet and not bold at all.
Quiet and simple.
Orange, dark orange.
Sad.
My natural color.
The color that is just,
Me, myself and I.
When i dont have a mood.
When im not mad or happy or sad.
Cheerful or excited.
I am,
Me, myself and I.
Imagine.
A bright rainbow.
Flowing elegantly against the sky,
Not moving.
Just still,
Sitting there, boldly.
Beautiful.
My natural color.
Me, myself and I.

Retontos

!Oh God!
Why did you
give
This nasty, evil minds
to these innocent
teenagers
this will only make them
trouble makers
All i have to say to
you god is
That i will see
You
Laters
and i just hope,
That those trouble makers
Don't become real killers
Better known as
Gangsters

By Enrique Cornejo
Kike

In the Beginning

“Sierra Center for the Preforming Arts”

The flyer said. I knew what it meant,

Having become used to the students’

Unique approach to spelling.

Most of them don’t know an adverb from a tomato,

Which is fun sometimes, because if they were to write,

“He tomato ran down the hall,” I would understand

Just fine. I am in the business

Of preforming, after all,

And it is an art.

Wednesday, April 9, 2008

friendship

Friendships shine in my heart,
like the light of the moon,
your friends stand there,
bright as day,
but sad as night,
while you stand there,
hoping the sadness goes away,
the happiness comes,
like the bright sunrise,
and stays alive,
until the end of day.

Still Me

Everybody has something to say about little bitty old me. She did this and she did that. Im glad you got your so called facts. Yall are all concerned on who and what I do. Sorry Im not concerned about you. I see the way you look at me and I hear your smart comments. And when I flip out and act crazy you wanna say you gone call your people. But maybe just maybe.
I don’t care what you say cause its mostly bull anyway. I don’t care what you do cause its all on you. Sorry if you don’t like it but opps sweetie you made this person they call Kelsey B. If you don’t like me GOOD don’t talk to me. But please oh please continue to talk about me. Im glad Im entertaining you.
Everybody has an opinion on my everyday .

Dang Kelsey looks a mess, or hair is sooo short.

That I am the Black Widow


The Black Widow gives off her charm to an unsuspecting mate.
She bats her long golden eyelashes and blows off a sweet kiss.
But he doesn’t realize his terrible, twisted fate.
To the long, hairy, bug-eyed creep, this is total bliss.
I wink to him after he makes our new crystal web.
The pink morning sky turns into a smoky gray.
Our children run off in the sun before they rest their heads.
While my husband sleeps, I make him “useful” to the upcoming new day.
“Breakfast is ready!” The children taste this new food: a strange, yet familiar flavor.
“Where has daddy gone, Momma?” the fourteen kids turn to ask.
“He has forever left due to doing us a ‘big favor’.”
A charming diabolical grin appears on her Black face.

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

TO YOU!!!!!!!!!

Who are you I don't even know anymore.
You're like another person,I've never met before.
You make me confused,you play with my heart,
Saying,I'm the one who keeps us apart.
Please,comeback,I miss old one you
You've changed in my eyes
You're not the one I knew.
I loved what you do and love what you are,
But that is enough,I said to my heart.
I'm done trying now,to find what to say
My last words,good bye and stay,please,away!!!!

Monday, April 7, 2008

Friendship

Friendship begins at home
and is spread out
friendship is more then a special two.
friendship is universal,
it comes in many shapes and sizes
most have great surprises
friendship is a trusting bond that can never be broken!

Dont Go!

My heart is aching,
I miss you so, please dont go
I miss your touch, the way we hugged
such a small peice of affection,
showed so much love.
the slightest touch ment so much
i miss your smile, and the way we talked a while.
i miss you so please dont go!

All Over

Dreams and visions are so rare,
Life and decisions arent always fare
never knowing which way to go,
As you look at your tracks in the snow
Trucks and toys are always there,
But his bed will always be bare,
Boats and girls were his biggest plan,
but he was god's biggest fan.
For this little boy went from laughing
and playing
to bed fast laying, no more red rover
for now god its all over.

Sunday, April 6, 2008

How Come

How come every time you look at me
I want to roll my eyes,
My chicks start blushing
And I dont notice anybody else.
How come everything you do
Makes me want to smile
And give you a tender hug
Like I haven't seen you for a while.
How come just talking about it
Gives me butterflies
And hurts if you do something wrong.
How come I can't show this to you,
Can't be open about it.
Just tell you how i feel,
I always want to play it off
And give you a hard time about it.
But you don't even know
How much I want to call your number
And say I LOVE YOU.

Friday, April 4, 2008

Elegy R.I.P Aunty Lorna

Eventhough we never met in person,

your ashes scattered through the empty space of the ocean.

Everyone cried as i cried

knowing all the good things you done in your life.

Finding all the evidence that you got gasonline thrown on you ,

from men that were savages,

burned you in your house aparment for there sins.

The fire you stood in,

made everyone burst into flame with anger on that night.

Only thing that made you feel safe

was to be back home,

but scattered with everyone of our ancestrys in the ocean

to make our home safe,

which is our Island of Hawaii.

Seeing the ashes of you in a container,

made me think how diffrent it would be,

seeing you in your house being burned,

never to return back to life,

and hard to find the remains of you .

Now that i see your ashes,

makes a image in my mind.

Seeing all the pieces of your ashes

makes part of a puzzle to me bit by bit ,

to make a whole figure of you,

as if your here wit us at this family funeral .

Never you will be hurt again

because you are invisible to the enemies that wouldnt like you.



Lord Here My Prayer

I cross my hands

and pray to the lord.

That when the day comes,

i would like to see life one last time ,

but instead .

i wanna see the good things in life i did,

and put all the bad things aside

never willing to see it written in the heavens book at all .

If i was to see the bad things

then life as i see it ,

will then crash upon me

like a ocean current washing away the hawiian islands,

but if i had many people cryin for me,

then i dont want my bucket to be filled up as the path i walk to heaven.

If ppl was to cry as i walk the path to heaven

then my bucket will fill and get heavier and heavier

which i will never reach my destiny to heaven.

So please if i was to leave this world,

promise me you would never cry to much.

Because when that time comes

i will never reach my destiny

promise me you will then show others luv, care,honesty, and respect.

Lord here the prayer's i pray

sound asleep

She was sleeping like a snake,
motionless and silent.
both eyes wide open,
droul running down the side of her neck.

but that didnt last long.
she soon begain snoring,
sounds like a gorilla came out her mouth.
rolling around the bed
moving faster than a fat person chasing a twinkee.

then BOOM...
she rolled off the bed hitting the floor.
the sound of thunder echoed the whole house.

but the strange part about it,
she didnt feel a thing.
all she did was continued sleeping,
motionless and silent,
just like a snake.

Gajangle Tooth

She smiled so fiercely,
I was afraid she would cut her lip on that crooked tooth.

And I couldn't help it, I smiled too,
So wide that my cheeks started hurting.

She took little steps down the aisle.
I carefully lifted the veil.
Don't snag.

Thursday, April 3, 2008

Rugrats

Ode to the kids
How you drive me insane
Leaving those fingerprints on everything that you touch
Yet you still find a way to bring joy to life


The cute laughter heard miles away

Those smiles that brighten any day
Soft voices that slumber a days work
A hug that brings warmth to the heart
A peck on the cheek to last a life time


Mischievous grins of your wild actions

A triumphant shout in accomplishment
Innocent eyes that drowns all anger
What a glorious feeling to have kids in life!

A Love Wasted Elegy

People come and go,
Stay and grow or maybe even be done and blown,
but I know for sure,
that our love is through.
You were my first love, and oh, how I loved the way we bonded like two rivers.
The precious way we hung out together on Friday nights, going all the way to Denver.
Our first kiss by the stairs, and oh,
how that rememberable way
I stared into your luscious brown eyes, you know.
That wicked day,
you were cast away,
and we would soon be apart.
But when you came back,
I started to react,
on the way I saw a terrible change
in you.
Your eyes didn't show affection or sympathy anymore.
Like your eyes turned cold
with hatred and shame when you looked at me
with a face full of dullness.
You've changed and I believe this change is horrible.
I still remember when you were cute and adorable.
You showed me true love
and I thought that the heavens and above
gave me a prince that would sweep me in his arms.
Instead you were a frog,
and I should have known all along
not to trust this new change in you.

Ode to my PSP.

Yes! My little piece of technology

Everything i need from this Modern world.

You are my music corrdinator, Oh Playstation Portable

LOL.

You're my DVD player in the palm of my hand,

and a handheld radio. Yes!!!

Your the best. Computer in all,

that's what I would call you,

but Kat and Belinda named you FRANKINSTIEN!!!!!!

Eligy To Grandpa

zzboktGrandpa you ued to be here
and I always had fun while
youwere here I will always miss you
U used to pretend to be santa
every Christmas I always used t love
when you did it

I'm just reminicing overand over since you died

Timmy

Oh timmy
Thy crystal eyes reflect the light
that sits upon the ocean waves
Thine porcielain skin pail like the cold ivory stone
yet still beautiful
thy smile that lights my night
like the flawless moon is everylasting
your laugh rings like the sweetmusic in my ears
oh how i wish i could match that tune
thy personality that is so rair

like the flower that only blooms in the night
thine heart that is so beautiful
like the beauty in each and every one
in wich i wish i had it back
but thats only in my long lost dream

video ipod

OH!you video ipod that which hold the memories and expirences
that people store inside you.
the songs stored inside you are the feelins the artist
are feeling right then and there.
you record their fear,pain,sadness,angry and happy emotions.
you video ipod are the contaner of peoplesemotions

Elegy to my Grandpa

you took me in your
arms when I came
into the world
my parents told me you
took good care of me
the way you held me
like the cradle 'til I
fall asleep
but the thing is
I cant seem to....
remembr you

Ode to my Jordans

oh my Jordans!
you keep me looking good
through day in and day out
with your suede feel
and your variety of all colors and sizes
and your own special designs
with you soaring through the air
like an eagle in the sky
oh my Jordans!
-Justin Sabala

My Last Request

Please don't say how good I was,
but that I did my best.
Just say I tried to do what was right,
to give the most i could, no less.
Please don't give mewings or a halo,
that's for God to do.
I want no more than I deserve,
no extras, just my due.

Please don't give me flowers,
or talk in real hush tones,
don't be concerned about me now,
I'm well with God, I've made it home.
Don't talk about what could have been,
it's over and done.
Just see to all my family needs,
especially my soon to be little one.

Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free.
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took His hand when I heard Him call.
I turned my back and left it all.

I could not stay another day to laugh,
to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way.
I found that place at the close of day.
If my passing has left a void,
then fill it with remembered joy.

A friendship shared, a laugh,
a kiss, ah yes, these things, I too will miss.

Writen in honor by the late
Darrell Lewis Mitchell

Ode to my shoes

Oh my shoes!
you keep me looking fresh and on style
without you I would go crazy like a monkey
whether its jordans, converse, or air force 1's
I love my shoes.
-victor Diaz

Degenerate

Always together and never apart
We will be forever, and no break will start

Your Love is so perfect
your kindness is great
your hard to explain, I can't relate

Your smiles my cure
Of everything pure
I feel emotionally happy
wanting you to endure

My life is nothing, wthout you
I think about you through and through

This will last
I know it will
Lets forget the past, Lets make a will

No more fights, no more silence
Lets stick together
Just like an alliance



Dylan Hazlett




Sad Easter Sunday

A Dark but warm easter morning
the soft ocean breezes blowing
the darkness of the night ruined by the blazing roar of fire
that was the day you went away to the heavens
It was probably the one easter morning you didnt go to church
But God was never dissappointed in you for not going
Because you got to meet him face to face
Im sure he was just as happy to see you as you were to see him
With you as an angel heaven will never be the same
It was a sad easter morning when God took you away
but Im Kind of glad he did
If he didnt take you away
I dont think I would have the appreciation for life that I do today
So I would like to thank you for all the things you have done for me
eventhough i never got to meet you
I love you grandmommy and I cant wait to see you again
when God calls me home

Elgey to my GrAnDmA aNd PaPa

I kno you dont kno me
And I dopnt kno you
but not a day goes by
without my thinking of you two
It bothers me not seeing your
faces.
You mr. wonderful with your cooking
skills. who would have ever thought
my grandpa was tha best chef
in town and got to cook for tha general.
I wish i could have met your beautiful spirit.
You ms. sweet old sweet. You
were one of tha best hair stylist.
When you were in your time of dying and couldnt take
care of yourself....
I wonder if you were thinking of me.
You having a granddaughter.
I heard you were tha sweetest woman
and had a loving soul.
I hope your looking down on me
as much as im looking up at you.
Tha day I meet you two in heaven will fo real be the
day my tears that i have for you guys dry up and be a clolud
of smiles...
I really cant wait to see you
and for you guys to fill that empty space
in my heart.
I Love You

Elegy to my go-kart

Elegy to my go-kart.
We used to have so much fun,
now you are just a memory.
I miss how we caught all sorts of speed and hit the jumps,
we went flyin'
How we drove around the neighborhood all day.
I remember taking you off of a huge jump and my leg flew out of you and my leg almost broke.
My biggest memory is the speed that you have had.
I felt that i had no stomach everytime i got behind the wheel.
Now you're memory in my head that i wish i still had.

Painted Masks

Family unity,

a gigantic fire burning in the hearts of people everywhere.

In my heart,

all i feel is cold, hard ice where my heart used to be.

What happened to our sacred family fire?

What killed the happiness we once shared?

inside the ice box in my heart is the family unity we once had,

the fun we used to have, and the respect we had for eachother.


There is no family unity now.

nothing will ever melt the ice block inside my heart,

for it is buit up of hate, lies, and deciet.



When we all get together,

our caring nature is fake,

our love for eachother is dead,

and our lives are painted on a mask,

a mask hiding who we truly are.

each mask is different from the others.

each face painted to a certain liking,

our true idenities are never revealed.



i'm tired of wearing this painted mask.

i'm tired of hiding behind the lies, the deceit, and the hate.

memories of what we once had are now lost,

never to be remembered.

my true identity,

never to be revealed to my family of strangers

Our family unity is dead,

buried under 6 feet of dirt.

it will never be unburied, for all that lay there,

is the famiily unity that was painted,

painted on a canvas of lost memories.





3L3GY 2 MY @NG3L

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R!P @NG3L 1~*SH@D0W*~3

Elegy to my Dreams

Dreams give you something to look forward to
Dreams keep you motivated
Dreams keep you going
My dream was to grow old with my family
My dream died
The night my cousin died
R.I.P Sam, R.I.P Dreams
Now I can't sleep at night
Because without dreams, you only have nightmares

Money!

Money Money
Ya I'm out 2 make a stack
Ya I Hear them hater talkin
Till my money push them back!
Thugin!

elegy to my g.pa

From scary masks, to rocky mountains and even falling out of wheelbarrels.
These are the thoughts and memories I will long to treasure.
Wish the days with you could have been timed just a little bit longer,
To get that one last look again of my beloved grandfather.
We shared a birthday that brings a smile every year.
One month to come for our special day to appear ;
With lots of laughs and smiles,
but also a hidden tear.

Elegy to MLK.

Martin Luthar King was a great man
he stood up for what he believed in.
He gave it everything he had
about what he suceeded in.

Martin Luther King was the only one who spoke
to make freedom became of hopes.

Why o why did he have to get shot
i wish i was their to make it stop.

Their was no other man as strong as him
to have the braveness and confidence that lied within.

Alter Ego

A rose in the mist of a garden
Placed unblindly but sometimes forgotten
Clinging to limbs that are no longer there
Wishing to float disappear in the air
Desperately hoping to find peace in the least
An effort before deceasing into eternity
Forever is not far but seems distant in the clouds
One side real quiet the other screaming out loud
Wanting to be heard not willing to speak
Try to be strong alter ego seems weak

**~*Ni3cy*~**

An Elegy to my X-Box

My -Box stopped working
I think it is dead
All the nights I played my games
And sleep just didn't happen
The games I miss the most is Madden N.F.L.
Now lays on my shelf unplayed
The days drag by slowly
And nights are cold and boring
If only my X-Box would work again
I'll be happy again instead of
Being bored

Ode To The South Side

Ode To The South Side

Ode to the South Side for being the father that I never had.

Keeping me out of trouble and from being bad. I was raised

in the hood and fought many fights, I earned my name surviving

the days and nights. I'am all about the South Side so what you

want to do? I've been through love and pain so how about you?

Ode To My iPod


My iPod Has My Life
Story
When The Beat Drops I Feel Like My Heart Starts Beating
While The Bass Player Strowns My Pain With His Fingers
And Then Then Song Sings My Life With Each Word
When I Push Play My Life Begins
Telling Everything Good Bad Happy And sad
That I've Been Through....But
If My Life Could Rewinde Like Song Number Three
"If I Could Turn Back The Hands Of Time"
Life Would Be Up To Me
I wish Some Times I Could Fast Foward
But Then Life Would Be Over....
Like The Last Song.

To my Relationship

My love my relationship has died,
She was my Angel Baby,
She will always be my brightest star in the night sky.

Now since I have fallen down and I am looking up at her,
While she is looking down at me,
I feel like I have ruin everything between us.
Now I have nothing to hold on close to my heart.
Only if I had another chance I would make it better.

If I got you back I will not need money or cars,
All I will need is you.
Cause every time you kissed me or even held me,
It felt like I have found the person I have been looking for,
The past 16 years.
I am truly in love with you.
Even though I may not show it,
I really do LOVE YOU,
ANGEL BABY.



Written By: Timmy Dembeck

**** Elegy to My Great Grandma****

Elegy to My Great Grandma

Although I didn't really know you like a stranger doesn't know a child
I still hear things about you that make me smile[=
I was born to late, when you couldn't comprehend anymore... is that my fault??
Or did God do this for a reason, so i can meet you in a better place, above in heaven.
Some people say that God didnt want you to live in PAIN!!
The only pain is me not having been able to talk to you.



Love: Stacee Brown

Elegy to my Dad

You took my hand,
When i was 10.
Wandering, following all the wrong, dark paths.
When my behaviors escaladed into the bad things,
When my mom couldnt handle me,
Anymore.
You took me with care.
You didnt leave me alone.
The darkness that overwhelmed me,
Took me by abrupt quickness.
Alone on the dark, quiet path.
Couldn't see a clear way back.
You grabbed my hand and slowly,
We started our journey back.
As the we walked back,
The faint light in front of us.
Was blurry, but there.
The path was hard to retrace.
New people, new school, new friends.
Friends along this path though,
Were decieving.
Led me back and forth on this path,
Of darkness.
But twas your guidance that helped me get back.
Yelling and screaming,
The path kept getting harder to walk on.
As i became older, my behavior changed.
Getting into trouble was easy.
Arguments increased yet helped me understand,
The ways of your teaching.
You pushed me to do my best.
Grades sky rocketed.
Arguments began to decrease.
My ways of thinking,
Became better.
I think before i act, now,
Because of you.
The jokes we made.
The laughter we had.
The path we both took.
Brighter and brighter.
My days were no longer dark.
The night that struck,
Was never completely dark.
There was always a light.
Never complete darkness.
Never.
The one mistake, we had made.
The swing to the ball.
The homerun,
You made.
Ruined everything.
My mom returned to me,
Once again.
Now you are gone.
Walking the dark, quiet path,
Alone.
As am I.
But I am now never moving.
Stuck between the light and dark path.
Never to continue now.
Because I am,
Without you.
My Loving Father.

elegy to my relationship

Our relationship was strong
everything was great
I was happy you where happy
we could never part
we used to lay
under the stars
and watch them go down
and watch the sun come up
you used to be the first thing on my mind in the morning
and the last thing at night
all was good until that one fight
your heart went from
bright like stars
to black like space
you went from nice like the springs brezze
to mean like the summers heat
now your gone
I relize i lost my soul
but i dont care
bcuz im a boss

Elegy to ME

Who I once was
I've changed so much
The old me died
but there's really no need to cry
out with the old in with the new
the old me's gone
now Nadia's brand new
I've learned to stop living in the past
and make my time here last
Nothing lasts forever
So while its there its something to cherish
I realized everything that happened
happened for a reason
but be happy there will be a new season
The old me's gone
and now I'm so strong
The new me's here to stay fir very long.

ode to television

oh television,
wonderful box full of moving pictures,
locks my mind and earases time. for my life is yours,
please dont let there be a different way,
if there were there would be no day.

the tremendous temtation that teases my mind
makes it feel like your the only one
but now i change my mind.

Oh windex,
deep blue like the darkest ocean
with streak free shine
makes somethings translucent

Oh windex
your broken nozzel
tears my heart in little pieces =(......

Elegy to my unborn child

3 months of life not yet
in the word

your tiny little heart beating
inside me.

i remember people telling me that i made the
biggest mistake
but how many people can say the grew to love their
mistake.

Ode to My Shoes


Oh! shoes you make me feel happy when i first buy you.


You keep my feet nice and warm


and you have style to your precious look.


so when people see me wear you they give me and you compliments.


i like all blacks but i prefer all white becasue they fell just right with my nikes

Elegry To Cousin

why did god have to take you so soon.on your special day, you were just a little girl.

You were just 14 and if you of fought for you life just for a few hours more then you would of been 15. Only if you would of choosen the right man, maybe you wouldof still be here lighting up the tree.It was very painfull because you were the first branch that went away. Now the tree is not lighting like it did when you were here.
you were the "king"...,
an american icon.
you gave people hope and inspiration,
you were a singer, musician, and actor,
you led young people to rebel,
your success was known throught the world,
many people cried and mourned the day you died,
today we thank you for everything....
thank you mr. presly

mr.payne is killin' it

mr.payne is wack
this haiku is quite awesome
but he don't like it.

LOVE

When you find the one that

that makes your heart sing

you won't want to let her go.

If she leaves it is like the

breaking of the soul.

Don't ever let her feel

Grandpa

Grandpa,oh grandpa
how i admire your bravery,
when you told the stories
of you in World War 2
with the helmet on your head
and the gun in your hands
I thought to myself,
I want to be just like you
now you are up in heven
helping me fight my battles
just as you helped your friends
fight the war