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Poem Details | by Jacqueline R. Mendoza |
Categories: angel, beautiful, beauty, black african american, bridal shower, caregiving, celebrity, childhood, christian, cousin, daughter, death of a friend, devotion, education, environment, father daughter, first love, flower, children, for her, kids, how i feel, little sister, me, mom, mother, native american, nostalgia, people, poets, school, spiritual, student, woman, women, work,

Qualities of Health Engendering Women

They see strengths
Not the limitations
These are people who will make you proud of yourself
They will tell you why you’re special
Trust you to the point you have to answer their expectations
They make you better than you normally are
You can be proud of yourself
They respect you 
For what you’ve done
Where you’ve come from
They see what you’ve experienced something real
Respect you for your courage
They live by their rules
They do not expect you to follow theirs
They are at peace to themselves
They are not proving anything to you
They are good listeners
Sincere in their interest in you
You feel important
They are available for honest
Genuine discussion
Makes you want to share yourself



Poem Details | by Ngoc Nguyen |
Categories: beauty, character, child, depression, emotions, faith, feelings, friend, friendship, girl, god, grief, growing up, growth, happiness, heart, hope, identity, inspiration, introspection, jesus, life, loneliness, lonely, longing, love, mentor, metaphor, pain, people, philosophy, psychological, relationship, sad, sorrow, spiritual, strength, student, sympathy, teen, teenage, truth, uplifting, wisdom, women, youth,

Lines of Comfort and Reassurance to My Sad, Lovely Lass

Give me drink, rest, and solitude—
these are all the things I long for;
give me as well your finest food,
and I'll ask of you, lass, no more!

My lovely lass, what's the matter—
why are you all down and alone?
Don't be vexed because you're sadder
than most, dear, for God loves His own.

Sweet girl, I'll tell you a secret:
if I were a young lad again,
I'd chase you for your sweet asset.
But as I am two-score and ten

years old (with wife in deed), never
can I be your white knight with steed;
but your sadness won't last forever,
if you pray for the one you need. 




Poem Details | by Fatima Hasan Zaidi |
Categories: death, education, feelings, satire, student,

Message For my Teachers

When I will die
Burry me deep
Ten feet down ; fast 
asleep
Place my Math book on 
my chest
Tell my teachers that ; I 
am at rest
Place my Pakistan Studies 
book on my head
Tell my teachers that I'm 
dead
Tell them I was studying 
in the 
grave
Inform them I tried my 
best
But tell them not to cry
For they are ones who 
made me 
die

Poem Details | by Zamreen Zarook |
Categories: addiction, age, allah, anger, change, community, cry, dedication, fear, feelings, fire, god, grave, happiness, happy, heart, heaven, how i feel, inspiration, inspirational, life, me, nice, pain, sad, sin, student, teen, teenage, thank you, today, truth, uplifting, wisdom, words, world, youth,

My Sins

My Sins – Zamreen Zarook

Oh God you are so gracious,
Am a guy who have done since in capacious,
At times I have being as a carnivorous,
But it charged ages to identify as dangerous.

Since are being committed behind the screen,
Even it started at my thirteen,
Mirrors used to say that I am evergreen,
Whereas my since were always unseen.

In enormous number I have executed,
But for every count, high privacy was aborted,
Simply because of your blessings we are bracketed,
If not, we are already being quoted.

Oh God, I understood your kindness,
Here after I won’t commit since in others absence,
However much chances I get to access,
I will always have heaven as my address.


Poem Details | by Abdulhafeez Oyewole |
Categories: absence, daughter, death, dream, future, loss, senses, star, student, success, work, write,

In Her Teen

We know her future could be bright
If not for death that snatched her dream
She was the queen among her mates
The few she left here said it all

If not for death that snatched her dream
While on earth she nurtured the best
The few she left here said it all
A jewel worth many to pens

While on earth she nurtured the best
She was the queen of her mates
The few she left here said it all
We know her future could be bright

Poem Details | by Ana Jusino |
Categories: emotions, feelings, girl, goodbye, grief, hate, heartbroken, how i feel, identity, judgement, leaving, life, loneliness, lonely, lost, pain, poems, poetry, poets, sad, self, social, sorry, stress, student, suicide, teen, teenage, write, writing, youth,

Be Her

You see her?
Why don't go be like her?
No one likes you,
so this is what you must do.

You must stop being yourself,
get off of you shelf.
You must please everyone,
to do that, you must be number one.

She's the perfect girl,
you're the no one in the world.
So go ahead, and give yourself away,
since you're going the wrong way.

You are no longer you,
see what you can do.
You are now her,
that's better than what you ever were.

Poem Details | by Alexis George |
Categories: absence, abuse, addiction, angst, art, beautiful, beauty, blue, body, books, change, courage, creation, depression, future, grief, hope, people, strength, student, sweet, teen, teenage, time, wisdom, words, world,

Vicissitude

It wasn't quick
but it seemed to happen so.
The indecisive thoughts soon became quite clear,
but not exactly as crystal would be.
It's easy to see
why it could be frowned upon;
many have ended hurt,
scarred,
and even put to eternal rest.
However, she was undaunted;
she knew her misconceptions could only be 
beneficial.
A swift turn and a venturesome soul
shaped her into a beautiful love song,
a hysterical vision of black and blue.
Throughout the tough goings
and a shattered lullaby or two,
she settled, though erratic,
into a breathtaking work of art
made of misfortunes and lust.
"Change has come and left,
but it shall never be truly gone,"
She cried in her lucid dreams
of the present.

Poem Details | by Grace Faolian |
Categories: abuse, anger, angst, best friend, betrayal, body, bullying, courage, cry, fear, grief, innocence, psychological, school, society, stress, student,

Cause and Effect

An ice cold glare
From across the room
A pointed stare
An impending sense of doom
It wouldn't have taken long
To see what was wrong
But the reason why she hides to weep
Goes further than just belly deep
just one call
A conversation overheard
Caused silence to fall
But for the repetition of one word
Walking home from the park
On a night all too dark
Passing an alley, a man
With a devastating plan
Forced down on the ground
Mouth covered in tape
Struggling to make a sound
To cry 'rape'
Now every day at school
She sees first hand how children can be cruel
Placing bets on when it shows
On when she'll have to wear baggy clothes

Poem Details | by Andrew Weeden |
Categories: death, loss, student,

Pride in the City

Over an insult, I learned man will kill. 
The man's hurt ego speaks in his thoughts, 
Pride will do anything to have its will. 

On that day peace ceased in the city street; 
A shot rang out to seek tender flesh, 
Innocent blood was spilled on the concrete. 

An instrument of death not meant for you; 
Seventeen years, a sheep among wolves, 
Over pride your life was taken from you. 

In your memory, everyday we pray, 
For the A student walking from school, 
Who will not live to see another day. 

R.I.P STM 
 

Poem Details | by Michi Watts |
Categories: absence, depression, desire, dream, for her, grief, growing up, heartbroken, i love you, identity, innocence, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost love, love, men, pain, sad love, sorrow, stress, student, truth, youth,

Dear Nameless Boy

Dear Nameless Boy,
All I wanted was to see you smile
Your heart to sore next to mine
We are we are we are we are……
Classified 
Do you know what I’m classified as?
I am the loner goth….
Do you know your classification?
Out of my league, handsome, jock, and blind….
Oh so blind to the girls who want to use and lose you
Can things get worse?
You settle with what you know
Pain….Disappointment….Loneliness….
All of those things I would like to take from you
I can replace it with Happiness….Joy….Comfort….
Where are we?
We are we are we are we are……
Worlds apart or just sitting at the next lunch table?
You just can’t see what you don’t know.

					Signed, 
					         The Never Existed Love 

Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: education, grief, loss, sea, student,

Urns overturned

The last students you've loved slip out of the room
  Their chairs ghostly, enshrouded, urns overturned

Your eyes survey the wreckage, the whisper-less ruins
  Vultures and jackals lips lick, poised for their turns

This sinking treasure, deserted way-station
  Empty hull, barren deck -- unrepentant ablation

Once-inspired platform and forum, so grand
  Pitilessly metastasized to crumbs of sand

While the gay voices of those
Who've abandoned ship with such glee
  Ring out to shores distant, eternal, carefree

Poem Details | by Gershon Wolf |
Categories: color, death, fashion, fear, grief, student, teacher,

Color Knows No Fear

I asked the white student to take off his hood
   The police might suspect he was up to no good
He glared at me, said, "Oh, really, teacher
   Since when are you a teen-fashion preacher?"

That tall, skinny kid shook his head; I shook mine
   My world started spinning; perhaps that was the sign
When I heard about the shooting on the evening news
   I felt that my blood, not his, on the sidewalk had oozed

The rest of his class got the message
   They all got rid of their hoodies --
Too late to save one teen's life, so precious, so dear
   Color matters not when it comes to fear




   

Poem Details | by Tweedles DumDee |
Categories: art, death, deep, fate, life, student, time,

The Circle of Life

Life is like a circle,
It has no end,
You can see it in the flowers,
You can smell it in the breeze,
You can feel it in your backside when you get a brain freeze,
So, what is life you might ask,
well that you will find after dark,
so, if you are an orb,
you might not fit in a zorb,
but life is round,
just like you,
because life is like a circle,
it goes round and round,
it has no end.