Stephanie Hartless
Grade 10
nicotine - Tuesday, July 30, 2002 at 03:57:12 (EDT)

Untitled
when will people see
what we dont need
we use amd abuse
drink to the bottom
long term suicide
thats what people find
in the end there's no use
we burn it to the last fuse
dont look back on the past
this world is moving too fast
we lost all moral, there is no need
this world is now ran by greed
few relize this, thier all too busy
Greed is now after the youth, so why me?
so turn a blind eye
there's no use to even try
fight the system?
how can you, they dont listen
only thing to fight for is your life
blookd, killing, guns, and stab wound from a knife
what has this world come to?
its eatenthe rest, now it wants you

Stephanie H
Grade 10
nicotine_eyedrops@hotmail.com - Tuesday, July 30, 2002 at 03:48:37 (EDT)

Riddle
Here's a riddle. See if you can figure it out.

-I'm greater than god.
I'm more evil than the devil.
THe rich need it.
The poor have it.
And if you eat it you will die.
What am I?

Liz Huf
Grade 9
1_blonde_child87@excite.com - Sunday, July 28, 2002 at 12:22:20 (EDT)

I came out strong
I stayed for my true love's sake.
I suffered through all the heart break.
I let him blind me,
and not let me see.
I discover that I could be strong,
and that all this pain was wrong.
I finally told him how I felt,
and alls I wanted to do was melt.
He did not see what heart break he had
caused me.
He tried to say he was sorry and change,
but I had to be the one to re-arrange.
I stood up for my sake,
I am strong now,
and that'll never break.

Liz
Grade 9
1_blonde_child87@excite.com - Sunday, July 28, 2002 at 12:18:56 (EDT)

You came into my life
You came into my life when I was a stranger,
you came into my life when I was with anger.
You came into my life and you understood,
you came into my and life and you did what you could.
You came into my life and was always there,
you came into my life with tender,love,and care.
You came into my life just a few short months ago,
you came into my life so why did have you go?

Liz
Grade 9
1_blonde_child87@excite.com - Sunday, July 28, 2002 at 12:01:54 (EDT)

Nothingness
I do not know what I am.
I sit here,
Lonesome.
I have no friends.
Not really.
I am a bottle of emotions.
I try to conceal it.
With things that aren’t real,
Things that are fake.
Clothes, sports, social activity.
Why I live this way,
I don’t know.
I don’t know anything.
I’m just skin,
Right?
Just skin, and cells, and some molecules.
Nothingness.
That is what I am and that is what I feel.
Nothingness.
Those are my dreams, my wishes, my hopes.
Nothingness.
That’s it.
I’m just a big box,
Like the rest of human kind.
But I’m labeled specially.
“Will Wear Emotions on Sleeve!”
That’s what my label says.
So no one wants me.
So no one cares.
But then again,
All I am,
All I will ever be,
Is nothingness.

Lindsay Simon
Grade 8th
qtgirly_98@yahoo.com - Friday, July 26, 2002 at 22:58:05 (EDT)

The Silent
I brush the hair out of my face.
I stare into the mirror, and see someone I don’t know.
Who is that?
They look like a wreck.
It was only me.
My reflection.
My pathetic, dull, boring reflection.
I reach into the little wicker basket.
The one that sits back and to the right of the sink before me.
I stare down into the perfect white sink with the shiny silver handles,
So much more perfect than me,
And think to myself that that drain must go down,
Down, down,
Down, down,
Down forever.
Forever into a bottomless pit of filth and muck.
It is just like me.
I grab the small clear bottle that my hand has selected,
And look at the label to be sure it will work.
You can look at me,
And I may seem important.
But just because of the clothing I wear,
The sports I play,
The friends I have,
You think this.
I am nothing.
I am a nothing.
There are so many nothings.
A number that should be much less.
I twist the cap so that the two triangles line up.
Childproof? I think not.
Why are there nothings? You ask yourself.
If you aren’t one than you have helped create us.
Ten, I count. Ten little white pills fall into my hand.
I am disgusted by how perfectly shaped,
How perfectly labeled,
They are.
We are the silent,
The poets,
The dreamers,
The schemers.
We may be somewhat popular,
Or even have a ring of friends.
I pick up the perfect little glass cup to the left of the sink.
The water that fills it is clean and pure.
I am not.
I let it fill so that it overflows only slightly.
But just because you act that way on the outside,
Does not mean that you are not nothing within.
One, no, two.
Two at a time should work.
They taste bitter on my tongue,
And I quickly drink the water.
Its cool refreshing ness fills my throat and I am pleased with myself.
Two more down.
Just six to go.
All are gone and all is lost.
In my life, anyway.
I walk back to my bed.
A drop of perspiration rolls down my cheek, slowly.
I let it, and don’t bother to wipe it away.
I fall asleep, at peace.
When I wake in the morning,
I think I will see everything.
But as I open my eyes,
All I see is nothing.
Nothing.
That is what I left, and that is what I found.
I hear sobs echo about me,
But they come from the old nothing.
This is the new nothing.
I feel dissatisfied and wonder if they have,
If this world has,
Suicide in it as well.

Lindsay Simon
Grade 8th
qtgirly_98@yahoo.com - Monday, July 22, 2002 at 00:59:15 (EDT)

Bitter Promises
Promised never to look back and cry
But here I am unable to whisper goodbye.
And tears I promised not to drop.
But everything's soaked and I can’t stop.

Blurry and red eyes of mine
Looking at you one last time,
And that face of yours melts me down
I am so weak with you around.

Memories I promised to let go slowly
But here I am drunk just not to feel this misery,
And your voice I thought I will never hear
But everyday I crave for you to be here

Promised never ever to steal a glimpse of your smile,
But I find myself starring at you all the while.
And my heart I promised to give up everything,
But how do I just let go of you and don’t feel the sting?

Mind I promised not to think of you,
But nothing of me is through with you.
And my soul I promised that it would be all right,
But I weep and can’t sleep at night.

Feelings I promised not to miss
But day after day I long for your kiss.
And your touch I promised not to crave it anymore,
But I can’t do this; I just want you more and more.

Promised to let go when the time arrives,
But it’s going to hurt two lives.
And the thoughts of you, I promised to ignore,
But you’re there in my mind just like before.

Good old days I promised to block away,
But I stare at your empty seat everyday.
Thinking of you till it rips me apart
And tears expose my bruised heart.

To run away I promised from my pains,
But all comes chasing me to leave stains.
Everywhere I go the world crumbles on me.
Without you I am not me.

Tamrin Khan
Grade 10
strangelyarousedyetterrified@yahoo.com - Monday, July 15, 2002 at 15:02:48 (EDT)

Lost
Lost in thoughts beyond your imagination,
Where I'm breathing in her affection.
Day dreaming her touch that I feel,
And I stare at her like I've never seen.
Embracing her and holding her really tight,
Oh! This feels so damn right.
But then I am wakened
With pain, I'm weakened.
Reality is painful and unbarring
I've lost all her loving.
Lost her by distance that took us apart,
And crushed our passionate heart(s).
Now lost, we both sail around dreams,
And each sweet moment not spend turns to screams.

Tamrin Khan
Grade 10
strangelyarousedyetterrified@yahoo.com - Monday, July 15, 2002 at 14:55:44 (EDT)

When
When the tears come to you,
And Your sorrows are with you,
I’ll be there by your side.

When everything is closing in and seems small,
No one is there to care at all,
I’ll stand by you & hold you tight.

When you tremble with fear
And everyone is away; no one’s near
I’ll come and comfort you.

When your life’s hard and you can’t go on,
And to you nothing lasts long
I’ll stay there for you always and always.

When you feel unloved and not wanted,
And your close ones turn their back on you and you hate it,
Come to me, I crave you everyday.

When you’re lost and can’t find your way.
Scared in the dark please don’t stay.
Scream my name and I’ll come running.

When you’re sad and you need someone around,
But everyone’s is busy fooling around.
I’ll kiss you and stop your crying.

When everything falls apart,
And you’re deeply hurt.
I’ll be a clown to make you smile.

When no one understands you,
And none wants to hear from you.
You’ll always find me to talk with you.

When you’re lonely needing a friend,
And your pains aren’t even close to an end.
I’ll be with you till you feel alright.

When you’re frightened by your dream,
And have woken from your sleep.
I’ll be next to you, holding you tight.

Tamrin Khan
Grade 10
strangelyarousedyetterrified@yahoo.com - Monday, July 15, 2002 at 14:52:26 (EDT)

By The Sea
Life from the diamond mist
Reflecting above the wavy sea.
And the rhythmic breeze
Makes the water flow in a tune.
The night sky looks down,
While the stars wonder what's so blue?
The clouds let the moonlight travel around
So the eyes of water can float through.
Gentle rain will fall on the sea's skin
And water against water will make rings
While each rhythm changes slowly.
And it sounds like a sweet song sung softly.
Hours go by and the calm sea rises.
The tide floats up high while the moon sets.
Sky turns pinkish red and she blows warm air
Over the waters, moving them and reflecting light.
Slowly like a drama the day breaks in
The sky turns blue within,
And the stars blinded by the bright sun,
Hides for the dreary night to come sailing.
But the galaxies' quest goes on
What is so blue so far away gone?

Tamrin Khan
Grade 10
strangelyarousedyetterrified@yahoo.com - Monday, July 15, 2002 at 14:50:40 (EDT)

when i
when i say that i need you what do u do
when i say that i love you what do u say
when you look in my eyes what do u see
when i look in yours ill tell u what i see
i see that our friendship is meant to be

darcie
Grade 7
Darcice - Friday, July 12, 2002 at 19:06:44 (EDT)

Shooting Rubberbands at the Sky
I shoot rubberbands at the stars,
hoping for my wish to come true.
They bounce off of the silver clouds,
and fall to the ground, striking my face.

I try and try and try,
until my cheeks and wrists and legs
are covered with harsh marks
from my continuous ritual of wishing.

My dull-colored rubberbands are disappearing,
vanishing into the air, lying on the lime grass.
My wishes are escaping my mouth also,
skipping throug the moon's howling wind.

I see one star left in the violet sky,
and decide to use my last rubberband.
I close my eyes, say my wish,
the star explodes into tiny fireflies.

They flutter around my head,
and clean the cuts and bruises like a helping hand.
My wish is now the truest,
just from shooting a rubberband.

Marissa Stellwag
Grade 10
vintagenylon@bust.com - Thursday, July 11, 2002 at 19:05:53 (EDT)

Oklahoma City Bombing
She dug through the rubble,
her heart full of hope
while the stench of death
was strong enough to choke

With pieces of bodies
strewn here and there
she could not find
her child anywhere

The man who bombed the building
Should be the one to blame,
for all the innocent lives
his foolishness has claimed

When almost all her hope was gone
She knelt and as she prayed,
She heard her daughter's fragile voice say
"MOMMY, I'm okay."

Nick Stout
Grade 12
nickstout03@hotmail.com - Thursday, July 11, 2002 at 00:44:01 (EDT)

I need some advice
This poem was written by 1 of my friends. I posted it for him because he thinks it sn't any good! I do! So, tell me what you think.
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I need some advice,
I don't know what to do...
We've been friends for sometime,
That's why I'm coming to you...

I'm in a situation,
I don't know what to do,
I'm crushing on this one girl,
She drives me crazy too...

You should see her smile,
It lights my darkest night
You should hear her laugh,
My loneliness it fights.

I wish you could feel my heart,
whenever she's around,
A simple smile or gesture
Makes my heart pound.

I've known her for a while,
As she has known me too,
Please, oh, can't you help me...
I think I love her, too...

She's a good friend to me,
As perfect as can be,
I long to feel her love,
She's like an angel from above.

I'm not sure what to do,
I think she knows this, too,
But it's her i really love,
She's like an angel from up above.

So tell me what should I do,
Reveal my feelings true,
Or keep them deep inside?
But these feelings I can't hide...

I need some advice...
I dont know what to do,
Because this girl I'm crushing on,
Is actually you...

Liz Huf
Grade 9
1_blonde_child87@excite.com - Wednesday, July 10, 2002 at 23:26:08 (EDT)

Soma
SOMA

Conquerors impulse of motivated compassion
twisted artistic tongue,
Desiring to stretch the distance of deduction,
into an identificational effect
which whet lachrymal wrath.

In the line of industry which designs protection for material reality that is
Absorbed with the five senses
Those that are being marginalized are not speared from tiresome life of their bodies
And rarely give pleasure to the life of their thoughts combining the terms out of
Their vocabulary



AND there, whereby paradoxical dualism celebrates final birth of spiritual awareness
The reality of their five senses is a place where you can only find merely tired and used up
Soma.

Gabrijela Podkrajac
partphoto8@yahoo.com - Wednesday, July 03, 2002 at 15:40:08 (EDT)

Michael Jordan the Greatest

Michael Jordan can not be beat. 
When he plays he gets the crowd of their feet.

Michael shakes and bakes all over the court.
He adds excitement to the court.
 
He wears number twenty-three.
When he shoots the ball, I wish it could be me.
 
He stands six feet and six inches tall.
When a player runs into him, it feels like they have been hit by a brick wall.

He can fly through the air like a plane.
If someone thinks he is not the best they must be insane.

Michael Jordan can dunk the ball through the goal.
Oh! Michael is so cold.

He shoots lay ups with ease.
When someone tries to copy his moves they fall down on their knees.

Michael Jordan played with the Olympic Dream team. To play Like Mike is my dream.

When sport writers rank the basketball players, Michael Jordan is always at the top of the charts.
He will always be number one in my heart.

Vincent Anderson
Grade 7
schoolroom@excite.com - Sunday, June 30, 2002 at 01:16:39 (EDT)

Son at War
A son so young,
at sixteen years,
but now young mother,
sheds her tears.

Her only boy,
so close at heart,
no longer there,
forever apart.

Just like a wilting rose
Curling in the sun,
Rolls up tight in a ball
and inside falls undone.

A tap turned on behind her eyes
Tears soak silk sheets like heavy rain,
No one there to hear her cries
No one there to share her pain.

Now years passed old and frail,
They don't live their lives,
'Cos when a son is killed at war,
a mother also dies.

Amanda Brown
Grade 11
ugly_treat@email.com - Wednesday, June 19, 2002 at 02:01:40 (EDT)

Someone I never knew
I always wonder what it would be like to have a realative that you never knew.
Well, I have one, I do I do.
A Grandpa I've never seen before, never knew.
They say he looks just like my Father.
That if you were to put them against one another,
that you'd never be able to tell the difference.
I don't know,
I've never seen him.
My family says that he is worthless and will die a broken man.
I think I saw him once, but maybe it wasn't him.
I wonder what got into that man.
I thought a father always wanted a grandaughter to love and cherish?
But I guess I'm wrong, for this man is not strong.
The grandfather of mine that I do not know wanted nothing to do w/my father,
so I am the one who suffered,the Grandaughter.
He walked out on my Grandmother,
he walked out on my dad and his brothers.
So, I guess you could say that he walked out on me too.
I guess I cannot call this man my grandfather,
only a doner who made my father.
This man is missing out on a lot,
for I am 14 and I haven't forgot.
I haven't forgot what this man put my father through,
I haven't forgot what this man made the choice to do.
So, I guess i should forget him,
but I'll always have a piece missing,
thanks to him.

Liz Huf
Grade 9
iggie_3000@yahoo.com - Sunday, June 16, 2002 at 12:55:44 (EDT)

Get Up
get up, child, the mornin' here
be positive, get strong, no tears here.

speak all of good. the killing peoples have come.

get up, child, the mornin' here.
Yes, get up, but do not move.

the burning fire of hatred has come.

don't cry, get up. the mornin' come.
protest day has come. don't be forgetting.

get up, the mornin' has come to seek your fortune.
I love ya. the heaven's light shines down on you.

Brittany
Grade 5
sheilamaystein@aol.com - Saturday, June 15, 2002 at 08:26:17 (EDT)

Myself
I hear peole talk about my skin.
They call me chalkboard.

And, I get really sad.

And, I just walk away.

And, I cry and cry and cry.

They say I look like the ground.

Nigel
Grade 5
SheilaMayStein@aol.com - Saturday, June 15, 2002 at 08:23:34 (EDT)

love
Why is my love for you
slowly tearing me aprt.
It hurts to love you
beacause I know that some
day you will break my
heart. It's tearing me apart
when i think about geting
my heart brokin for the first time.
please do not break my heart because
this love that I have for you is
worth somthing to me.
I am not the best looking man
but I can love you more then anybody can,
like I always tell you, you don't
relize that you have somthing goood
until you lose it.
You are the princess that I always
dream of, you are more then specail to
me, you are a queen in my heart

This is for the girl of my heart

yaw
katelamafia@yahoo.co - Thursday, June 13, 2002 at 02:40:54 (EDT)

A mother's love.

A mother's love is the best gift in the universe.A mother's love is so powerfull.A mother's love is so bright that you know she is loving you.A mother's love makes you so happy that you can't stop loving her.A mothers love is a very special gift.Mom i love you alot.
                                                                                                      by clarissa

clarissa brucato
Grade 5
clarissab@excite.com - Monday, June 10, 2002 at 09:10:39 (EDT)

You look after me.

Mom you took care of me.You were so eager to have your honey like a bee.Mom when there is a problom you solve it.You solve it bit by bit.When I was afraid you were by my side the hole time.When you held me there was music like a wind chime.When i was down you always cheerd me up.With ice cream in a bright yellow cup.When you walk into a room you cheer every one up.You were always by my side when I woke up.
There is no better friend then a mom.
                                                                                                      by clarissa

clarissa brucato
Grade 5
clarissab@excite.com/ - Sunday, June 09, 2002 at 15:52:39 (EDT)

You are.................

You are...........
You are a beautiful angel.
You are a god.
You are the biggest flower.
You make everything grow.
You are the sun.
You shine day throughout the day.
You are the ocean that gleams.
You make everything possible.
You make the world go round.
You are special!
                                                                                                      by Clarissa

clarissa brucato
Grade 5
clarissab@excite.com - Sunday, June 09, 2002 at 11:53:20 (EDT)

A friend to plant a garden with.

A friend to plant a garden with.
He who plants a garden works hand in hand with god.that would be you.

clarissa brucato
Grade 5
clarissab@excite.com - Sunday, June 09, 2002 at 11:37:07 (EDT)

You are the greatest!!!!!!!

You
are
the
greatest!!!!

You make the world a great place to live.Everyone wants to be like you.you are the greatestn thing ever made.Everyone wants to be as beautiful as you are.you are an angel.You are special!!

clarissa brucato
Grade 5
clarissab@excite.com - Sunday, June 09, 2002 at 11:31:11 (EDT)

feelings
why does it hurt to feel that nobody loves you
why does it hurt to feel that nobody cares about you
why does it hurt to feel that everthing you do is wrong
why does it hurt to feel that your all way's wrong
why does it hurt to feel that you are never wanted
why does it hurt to feel love
why does it hurt to lose someone you love
why do i always have to feel alone in the dark I want to be love the same as other's

Steven Djan
katelamafia@yahoo.com - Friday, June 07, 2002 at 19:35:33 (EDT)

A mother's Love
Every night I site in
the dark asking myself
how is it like to be
loved by a mother or how a
mother's love is like
but I have no answers cause I
have not expeirenced it before
when I think about it tears begin
to flow down my cheeks if my mother was
hear she would wipe it off with the
softest tissue she can fined
when i am angry about it i blame god
for making me the way i am maybe if would
have made me as handsome as others
my mother would have not abandoned me
but who can i blame
who can you blame when your
mother leaves you as a child and
haveing no chance at all to tell
her you love her or she telling you she love
you
i don't wont to think about it because it
hurts to think about it but it's a pain that i
will live with me for the rest of my life a
mother's love is unconditional and it lives
with you for ever

whare ever you are mom i just want to tell you that i love you with all my heart. Thanks for dad I am doing well.

steven djan
katelamafia@yahoo.com - Friday, June 07, 2002 at 19:19:14 (EDT)

A mother's Love
Every night I site in
the dark asking mysel
how is it like to be
loved by a mother or how a
mother's love is like but
but I have no answers cause I
have not expeirenced it before
when I think about it tears begin
to flow down my cheeks if my mother was
hear she would wipe it off with the
softest tissue she can fined
when i am angry about it i blame god
for making me the way i am maybe if would
have made me as handsome as other
my mother would have not abandoned me
but who can i blame
who can you blame when your
mother leaves you a baby and
haveing no chance at all to tell
her you love her she telling you she love
you
i don't wont to think abiut it because it
hurts to think about it but it's a pain that will live with me for the rest of my life

whare ever you are mom i just wan to tell you that i love you

Steven Djan
katelamafia - Friday, June 07, 2002 at 19:12:57 (EDT)

A mother's Love
Every night I site in
the dark asking mysel
how is it like to be
loved by a mother or how a
mother's love is like but
but I have no answers cause I
have not expeirenced it before
when I think about it tears begin
to flow down my cheeks if my mother was
hear she would wipe it off with the
softest tissue she can fined
when i am angry about it i blame god
for making me the way i am maybe if would
have made me as handsome as other
my mother would have not abandoned me
but who can i blame
who can you blame when your
mother leaves you a baby and
haveing no chance at all to tell
her you love her she telling you she love
you
i don't wont to think abiut it because it
hurts to think about it but it's a pain that will live with me for the rest of my life

whare ever you are mom i just wan to tell you that i love you

Steven Djan
katelamafia - Friday, June 07, 2002 at 19:12:26 (EDT)

A mother's Love
Every night I site in
the dark asking mysel
how is it like to be
loved by a mother or how a
mother's love is like but
but I have no answers cause I
have not expeirenced it before
when I think about it tears begin
to flow down my cheeks if my mother was
hear she would wipe it off with the
softest tissue she can fined
when i am angry about it i blame god
for making me the way i am maybe if would
have made me as handsome as other
my mother would have not abandoned me
but who can i blame
who can you blame when your
mother leaves you a baby and
haveing no chance at all to tell
her you love her she telling you she love
you
i don't wont to think abiut it because it
hurts to think about it but it's a pain that will live with me for the rest of my life

whare ever you are mom i just wan to tell you that i love you

Steven Djan
katelamafia - Friday, June 07, 2002 at 19:12:14 (EDT)

In the Dark
In the Dark
----------------------
I am lost in the dark,afraid to move.
I don't know where to go.
I feel so alone.
What has become of me?
What have I done?
What has this world brought me to?
Am I the one who has pushed it all away?
Am I the one who must not stay?
Why did I have to make this mistake?
Why I am so alone and about to break?
What is wrong?
I was so strong.
I am going away,
I can not stay.
The darkness comes once again,
and I shall stay forever in.

Liz
Grade 8
iggie_3000@yahoo.com - Thursday, June 06, 2002 at 19:28:15 (EDT)

Why?
why is this world slowly tearing me apart?
Why cant I love someone that wont break my heart?
Why is it that when I get a good thing I always let it go?
Why do I ask for answers when I probably already know?
Why is it that when i mess up I blame it on the world?
Why is it that when I cant do something I say "its only because im a girl"?
Why do I put myself down and never try to help myself?
Why do I tell god every day "I wish I was somebody else"?
Why is the ocean blue and so is the sky?
Why do I ask so many questions and why do I ask myself why?

Mary Fuller
Grade n/a
CANDIDPYT@aol.com - Saturday, May 18, 2002 at 14:32:32 (EDT)

jail bate

5 to life for one mistake
is that a chance your willing to take?
i want us to be together for all of eturnity
but by the tim i turn 18, will you still love me?
why is this so wrong, this love i have for you
to me age is just a number, you said you felt this way to
well my only fear is waiting too late
but as for now, i'm jail bate


dedicated to my best friend and her man!

cherry
Grade 9
none - Saturday, May 18, 2002 at 12:03:35 (EDT)

You

you held my hand
you kisse dmy cheek
you made me feel so special
you made me feel so weak
you made me feel important
you made me feel so grown
you made me feel independent
like i could make it on my own
you made me look into your eyes
you made me fall in love
you were sent to me from God
you were sent from heaven above
you like to say those goofy words
you know they make me smile
you never acted better at me
you always had me on cloud nine
you treated me as your equal
you never acknolledged my age
you understood my every thought
it's like we were on the same page
you made me cry out of love for you
you made me feel the pain
you still cause me to get weak in the knees
when someone mentions your name
but now all i feel is emptyness
you act like you don't care
you don't seem to notice my pain
how can you, your never there

Monique
Grade 9
monique5000@aol.com - Saturday, May 18, 2002 at 11:56:39 (EDT)

why do you feel this way?
your hurting because he made you mad,
or are you hurting because your very sad,
are you hurting because you think the love you once had is dead
or is all the sadness rushing to your head
are you upset because you dont feel the same way that you felt from the start
or is it that you now have a broken heart
well, whatever it is you got to stay strong
because youve been stressing over it for too long

Mary Fuller
Grade n/a
CANDIDPYT@aol.com - Wednesday, May 15, 2002 at 20:51:15 (EDT)

your hurting because he made you mad,
or are you hurting because your very sad,
are you hurting because you think the love you once had is dead
or is all the sadness rushing to your head
are you upset because you dont feel the same way that you felt from the start
or is it that you now have a broken heart
well, whatever it is you got to stay strong
because youve been stressing over it for too long

Mary Fuller
Grade n/a
CANDIDPYT@aol.com - Wednesday, May 15, 2002 at 20:49:36 (EDT)

I am Mike Davis
Hi My name is mike...
I liek to ride a bike...
I liek to roll along...
By the lake and sing a song..
I hear my mommy cry
for me to come back home..
So i run as fast as i can...
Mommas boy i am...

Mike Davis in Baileys Class
Grade 10
- Monday, May 13, 2002 at 08:16:59 (EDT)

What Who WHere
What am i?
Where are we?
Who are you?
Tell me Boo

Ryan Ward
Grade 10
- Monday, May 13, 2002 at 08:12:51 (EDT)

Yet Another
“You’re closer to love than you may think”
he said to me
as he touched my shoulder through the computer screen
and with a blink
he disappeared
And so, I was left quite alone and dreaming

What is desire
But love’s struggle from the mire
The darkness of oppression
Once bordering on obsession
In relay with confession
Leaving behind, one final impression

“You’re closer to love than you may know”
he said to me
as he brushed a strand of hair from my face
and friend or foe
he disappeared
And so, I was left quite alone and dreaming

What is the soul
But an escape from life’s daily toll
A quiet introspection
Searching blindly for connection
In a world of close inspection
With each moment, new direction

“You’re closer to love than you may see”
he said to me
as he helped me up from the stony ground
and with no fee
he disappeared
And so, I was left quiet alone and dreaming

What is my heart
But dreams briefly torn apart
As I desperately want more
Stretched from the heavens to the shore
Stepping through an opened door
Into yet another war.
Written 4-29-02

Amanda Kinross
Grade 11
Peacechic8@yahoo.com - Sunday, May 12, 2002 at 19:25:45 (EDT)

untitled
It’s difficult, I’ve often said,
To leave your ring beside my bed,
And keep the pictures in my head,
Though part of me is surely dead.
It’s difficult, perhaps you’ve known,
To look, but not pick up the phone,
And listen to life’s daily drone,
While building up a soul of stone.
It’s difficult, we often say,
To just pick up and move away,
Or save it for some other day,
As life begins its slow decay.
It’s difficult, or so it seems,
To live existent, without dreams,
I watch this world burst at the seams,
As fallen tears are lost in streams.
It’s difficult, I now believe,
To wear emotions on my sleeve
Lost deep within the intricate weave,
And how my heart breaks when you leave.
Written 3-15-02

Amanda Kinross
Grade 11
Peacechic8@yahoo.com - Sunday, May 12, 2002 at 19:23:03 (EDT)

The Wax of a Candle Flows Downward

He strolled along within translucent night
And painted upon the salty sea
He whispered like the wind into forever
The one thing he desired was not me

His lips spoke of a grand mirage of heaven
And carried sunlight fathoms below
His fingertips brushed those of golden angels
But though I loved him he would never know

So twilight fell before the crystal palace
It shined like raindrops in the misty eve
He walked away, a candle slowly burning

I watched him leave.
Written 5-7-01

Amanda Kinross
Grade 11
Peacechic8@yahoo.com - Sunday, May 12, 2002 at 19:20:42 (EDT)

M-O-T-H-E-R
M - is for the million things she gave me
O - means only that she's gorwing old
T - for the tears she shed to save me
H - is for here heart of purest gold
E - is for her eyes, with love light shining
R - means right ,and right she will always be

* Mother a word that means the world to me *

Hanna
Grade 11th
- Sunday, May 12, 2002 at 16:26:58 (EDT)

Death
Death
Can come with no warning
Death
It can be a cause of mourning
Death
It sneeks and peeks around until it finds the perfect victim.
Death
What do you think of when you think of DEATH?
Do you become afraid?
Do you become sad?
Well whatever you think of DEATH....
Don't let it scare you!
Death can be a good thing.
When you think of death,
think of the person that you loved,
has moved on to a better place,
is feeling no pain.
If you think this way then you have discovered
the secret that some people don't know and will never discover.
But remember no matter how bad you miss the person,
just know they are watching over you.

Kayla Layne Mindt
Grade 9
baby_mindt@hotmail.com - Friday, May 10, 2002 at 14:46:30 (EDT)

I have something to say,
so please look my way.
This may be a shocker,
it is for sure a heart stopper.
I lost a dear friend.
It was a friendship I didn't want to end.
But it did.
One day it stopped without warning,
and one day I started mourning.
For my dear friend,
I thought it would never end.
I thought it would never get better.
I thought I would be like this forever,
but things are changing.
I am happier.
No longer in pain,
No more living in vain.
It is almost a year,
and I still live in fear.
I try to move on,
but the memories are still strong.
You live on in my heart,
I will never forget you my dear friend,
and now it has come to an end,
so goodbye.....my dear friend.

Kayla Layne Mindt
Grade 9
baby_mindt@hotmail.com - Friday, May 10, 2002 at 14:37:48 (EDT)

I have something to say,
so please look my way.
This mat be a shocker,
it is for sure a heart stopper.
I lost a dear friend.
It was a friendship i didn't want to end.
But it did.
One day it stopped without warning,
and one day i started mourning.
For my dear friend,
I thought it would never end.
I thought it would never get better.
I thought I would be like this forever,
but things are changing.
I am happier.
No longer in pain,
No more living in vain.
It is almost a year,
and I still live in fear.
I try to move on,
but the memories are still strong.
You love on in my heart,
I will never forget you my dear friend,
and now it has come to an end,
so goodbye.....my dear friend.

Kayla Layne Mindt
Grade 9
baby_mindt@hotmail.com - Friday, May 10, 2002 at 14:36:40 (EDT)

What is this love they speak of?
Wherefrom does it come
Where is it headed
Is it the same when mommy pats me on the back
When papa says,'Its okay,there's next time'.
When I look at the evening sky
When I walk over dew-covered grass
Is it all the same
When you my beloved look into my eyes
And I into yours
And time stops forever and ever
What is love then?

Ayan Bhattacharya
ayan_misra@hotmail.com - Friday, May 10, 2002 at 11:25:30 (EDT)

I have a soul
Imagine bits of metal
little shavings of my youth
the sad, silentr smile
all feel from something wonderful
and made a little pile
i do not remeber why
but i think i found my end
i have no more hopes
or dreams to believe in
i took that sharp pile
and burned it with my pain
and all though i cried
a lake of tears
nothing coould stop the flame
the dark nights of isolation
the hell of every day
and it all made a pool of metal
fromless and gray
i see today what could happen
and i want to change it all
"nothing changes jessica
nothing ever will"
someone once asked me
what my soul was
and then i realized the truth
that all those bit of metal
had hardened into steel
that covered up my heart and unabled me to feel
i am locked inside this little ball
will i ever get out
but then again with all my horrid memories
its no wonder i never tride
"nothing ever changes Jessica
Nothing ever will
when all you are or could be
is locked inside of steel.

Jessica Lucas
Grade 10
- Thursday, May 09, 2002 at 11:04:37 (EDT)

I Once Had.......
I once had a love that would've gave me the world,
I once had a love that treated me like a woman not a girl,
I once had a love that always respected me,
I once had a love that always protected me,
I once had a love that i always hurt,
And for some strange reason I treated him like dirt,
I once had a love that was ohh so sweet,
I once had a love that tried his best to make me happy,
I once had a love that would never let me down,
I once had a love that turned my frown upside down,
I once had a love that never started a fight,
I once had a love who made everything right,
I once had a love that would die for my touch,
I once had a love that loved me too much,
I once had a love that i didnt want to keep,
I once had a love that was too perfect for me,
I once had a love but i didnt know,
I once had a love that i should'nt have let go.

Mary Fuller
Grade n/a
CANDIDPYT@aol.com - Monday, May 06, 2002 at 13:29:19 (EDT)

Your Looking For....
Your looking for love in all the wrong places,
Your looking for love with beautiful faces,
Your looking for a love that wont hurt you,
Your looking for a love that wont desert you,
Your looking for a love that can speak her mind,
Your looking for a love that you think will be hard to find,
Your looking for a love that wont run away,
Your looking for a love that will forever stay,
Your looking for a love that you can not see,
but sooner or later you will realize that the love your looking for is me.

Mary Fuller
Grade n/a
CANDIDPYT - Friday, May 03, 2002 at 13:36:29 (EDT)

Confused
Molting melting
fire inside
moments of fear
frozen ice
tension and pride
cries of the scroching
laughter form the one not caring
the moans the tears
in these lifeless teenage years
a moment in time
worthless secounds passing by
making a slow even rhyme
tell me one so young and confused
is there a future
full and amused?
when the crying stops
what shall i say?
im to young to know
the future leads my way.

Jessica Marie Lucas
Grade 10
- Friday, May 03, 2002 at 10:43:25 (EDT)

The dark side of paradise
In the darkness
There is a light
Surrender now
I'll win the fight
We all walk
With fire in our eyes
But I bet you've never seen
The dark side of paradise.

Jessica Marie Lucas
Grade 10
Silvercherry16f@aol.com - Friday, May 03, 2002 at 10:39:20 (EDT)

Lit by candle light
I dream of your embrace
the way you used to stare at me
when you thought I wasn't watching
Your angelic voice
whispering goodnite
I dream of your eyes
your beautiful grey eyes
I could drown in your eyes
I remeber your kiss
your sweet sweet kiss

But now none of that matters
All my sugar coated dreams
none of them matter
You shut yourself off
and hide away in the shadows of the past
I sit and boil in my own hatred
You betrayed our trust
and my love
but how could I hate someone so beautiful

However, when I kiss you now
I dream of a knife in my hands
and in your back.

Jimmy Little
Grade 11
Neo_kidd16@hotmail.com - Friday, May 03, 2002 at 08:51:22 (EDT)

Sorry
This poem goes out to a boy named Dawhite, and i just want to say that im sorry for hurting you and making you cry, but i knew that i could not go out with you, but we will always be friends!


Sorry

I didnt want to hurt you or make you cry,
But for some strange reason it's just the way i am inside,
I've been hurt before so i know how you feel,
Please dont tell me this crush you have on me is real,
I know your probably sad but i dont want you to be,
It would've never worked out between you andd me,
I dont want to just sit your heart on the shelf,
Because i know you could do better with somebody else,
I'm sure someday you'll be able to find the right girl,
One that will take care of you and give you the world,
Soon that day will come and soon you will see,
That the special girl your looking for is alot more perfect than me.

Mary Fuller
Grade n/a
CANDIDPYT@aol.com - Wednesday, May 01, 2002 at 22:43:28 (EDT)

7 Years Late


“Girls we need to talk.”
I hear my mom say.
I could tell when I got home,
something was wrong today.
“I was shocked too.
And I don't know if this is bad or good.
He would like you to call back,
And I think maybe you should.”
My dad called,
It was the first in about 7 years.
When she told us,
I was so overwhelmed, my eyes filled with tears.
So many emotions ran through me,
I didn't quite know how to feel.
This was something that I have always wanted,
I just couldn’t believe it was real.
My parents got divorced when I was about six,
But we were able to see him that summer.
We had so much fun,
But when we had to leave it was a real bummer.
I still remember that summer, it was such heaven.
I cant believe it was so long ago,
I was only seven.
I am 14 now,
And I have finally began to move on.
It has been 7 years,
That Is too long to be gone.
I finally have accepted it,
and have begun to leave you out of my prayers.
Although I do think of you,
You are not now one of my main cares.
But what bad timing you have,
You are about seven years too late.
I am very mad at you now,
and that anger has almost grown to hate.
When I called,
You said you’d be in town and you'd see me soon.
I was so happy,
I thought of those great memories, when I saw you seven years ago in June.
You said you'd call Thursday,
When I got home from school.
And I believed your every word,
I am such a fool.
I rushed home and asked Mom
If you had called yet.
She said “No”, but you would call, my mind was set.
You said you’d call,
and we would do something fun.
I believed you’d stick to your word,
You had my trust won.
I waited around all night for you,
But I never got a call.
I finally went to bed,
but no sleep came, for all could do was bawl.
I can’t believe I believed you,
How ignorant am I.
I should have known,
Because all you are is a lie.
I am not sure what you
Wanted to come from all of this.
But I want you to know,
That you, I no longer miss.
What did you want,
to lift up my hopes and watch them crash?
Well congratulations,
my hopes you managed to bash.
But I have learned so much,
And it is all true.
For one, I won’t believe a word you say,
Until I see you.
I have to admit,
You are a great liar, and a flake at that.
What an accomplishment,
On the back, you deserve a pat.
You managed to lose my trust
Without even breaking a sweat.
You will never earn it back,
And that you will regret.
Sorry, but that is it,
You have blown your last chance.
At my wedding reception,
With you, I will share no dance.
Your future grand-children's smile,
You will never see.
So many great things,
And there you will wish you could be.
I am sorry to say it,
But unlike you, my words are true.
You are seven years too late,
And that is your fault, too bad for you.

Jessica Arterberry
Grade 8
FoxyGirly88@hotmail.com - Tuesday, April 30, 2002 at 19:17:37 (EDT)

TIME!!
as i stand out in the rain
i think of all the pain
i think of what he will do
when i break his good mood
i thin of who will be mad at me
or who won't
I think of things that i want to
then again i think of things that i don't
But hopefully in the end
I will always know
that trough it all
true friends will show.

darcie oen
Grade 8
darcie888@hotmail.com - Friday, April 26, 2002 at 23:51:21 (EDT)

Cause and Effect
You make me laugh,
You make me smile.
Your life touches mine, just as
Your eyes seek mine out.
My head on your shoulder,
My heart in your hands.
Millions of things we’ve done together,
Millions of things we’ve said to one another.
Love makes us believe,
Love drives us to live.

Jenna Walls
Grade 9
Tigerchick5757@aol.com - Friday, April 26, 2002 at 20:27:10 (EDT)

why is it that
day is night,
you cannot sleep.
the world stopped turning,
yet you go on.
life in a bubble.

kathy may
Grade 10
kathymae32@hotmail.com - Friday, April 26, 2002 at 14:51:50 (EDT)

Why i hide from him my true feelings.
My love is far away from him,
this may be a whim .
Is it bind
To what is mind
The beauty of his eyes draws me near,
Its hard to bear.
Me so confused and feel misused.
For it may be inside the heart
but not in the heat within ,
that makes me want him so dear.
What gets mt attention
I cannot mention
What gets my pleasure
I cannot measure
The social attraction
cannot be fraction
The affectionfor him
cannot be fiction
The like for him is like a bike .
The love for him is untold but bold.
So I hide but never find,
the one reason , I love him so dear.

Linda Phillips
Grade 11
catnap09@yahoo.com - Monday, April 22, 2002 at 17:52:39 (EDT)

Seeing myself in you
I see the star light
smiling so sarcastically
into your blue eyes.

Seeing only me
I turn myself away from
the love you offer.

Waiting for darkness
to steal the light from the stars
I close me to you.

Jimmy Little
Grade 11
Neo_kidd16@hotmail.com - Monday, April 22, 2002 at 14:17:04 (EDT)

Feelings
Today I feel sad
Today I feel mad
And its all because of you
Today I feel hot
Today I feel blue
And its all because im loosing you
Today I feel miserable
Today I feel confused
And I alsso feel very lost without you
'Todday I feel scared
Today I feel broken
Today I dont feel too outspoken
Today you seen tears
Today you seen fear
But its not like im a punk
Because its not like loosing a dollar or just a piece of junk
I lost a piece of my heart, a piece of my mind and a piece of me
Just to bring you back ill do basicly anything
Because me and you were like Bonnie and Clyde
Its just the world against you and me
When you left i felt hurt
When you left i felt pain
And I cry every time i hear your name
Everyone tells me "its no big thing"
And i waould say "if you could only feel the pain, you would cry too when you heard his name"
You were too good of a friend
Too much of an angel
To just get up and leave
But i bet you would have stayed if you only knew what it wouldve done to me
Your shoulder to lean on is now gone
Who will be there when something is wrong
you stood there with me through thick and thin
But now i guess that this is the end

Mary Fuller
Grade n/a
CANDIDPYT@aol.com - Saturday, April 20, 2002 at 13:31:11 (EDT)

Good-Bye
This poem is to a very dear friend of mine that moved very far away.


Good-Bye

We have been through too much to say good-bye
It feels like just yesterday that we said "hi"
I guess that its just the fact that i dont wanna let you go
Everyone is telling me that i have to,but all i tell them is "no"
It hurts too much to say good-bye
Please dont leave ill probably die
To loose a good friend like you is like breaking a heart
But instead i'm not breaking i'm falling apart
Drowning in my tears and sorrow
Because i now realize that there is no tommorrow
Your gone for now and your gone forever
I looked at the sky and already knew the weather
It's gonna be rainy, sad, and blue
Because this is the day i got to say good-bye to you



Dedicated to:Kenneth
I will always love you and always remember you

Mary Fuller
Grade n/a
CANDIDPYT@aol.com - Saturday, April 20, 2002 at 13:07:58 (EDT)

This is a poem that I would like to dedicate to the world!

If We Come Together
If we come together and help eachother
Maybe we will all get to know one another
If we come together and stop being demanding
Maybe others will become more understanding
If we come together as a team
Then we can fulfil the american dream
If we come together and unite
It will teach others not to fight
divided we fall united we stand
And if we come together it will halp our fellow man

Mary Fuller
CANDIDPYT@AOL.COM - Thursday, April 18, 2002 at 09:20:43 (EDT)

KEEEP IT GANGSTA

WE ALWAYS KEEP IT GANGSTA
WHILLIN OUT ON THE STREET
SHOWIN OUR TRUE COLORS,NOT LETTIN NO ONE
KNOW WHAT WE FEEL IS REAL
DOING ALL THIGS WITH NO SEX APPEAL
BUT HAVING FUN JUST KEEPIN IT GANGSTA
HOW CAN WE REALY EXPRESS OURSELVES TOWARDS EACH OTHER?
WHEN CAN WE MEET TO CONVERSATE,ASSOCIATE,AND COMMUNICAT?
WHERE CAN WE BE ALONE JUST TO TALK?
WHY MUST I ASK THESE QUESTIONS?
IS THERE ANY SIMPLE REASON WHY I'M THE WAY I AM
OH I KNOW WHY CAUSE,I KEEP IT GANGSTA

claudia marie
Grade 9
- Wednesday, April 17, 2002 at 14:42:48 (EDT)

The "S" Word
I am leaving never to return,
I shall go and forever burn.
You thought you knew me well,
but now you know that life for me was hell.
I did a lot of things that I regret,
I hurt a lot of people and that I could not accept.
As I prepare for my last sight here,
I drop to my knees and say prayer.
" Mom, Dad, Brother, Grandma, forgive me; for what I have to do
is not really important to you. To my best friend, remember me and never
forget that we were firned and that you will forget this
and soon accept. To my boyfriend, you were my true love and always will be, but after what I did to you made me see."
Now it begins to open and the blood beings to flow,
I just lay down and slowly go.
When you find me here,
I will be now where near,
I will just be gone,
and you will have to move on.
Now you see that I am now pain free,
even though I didn't do the right thing.
you'll no longer see me but maybe in your dreams,
and when you come to realize that these were the things.
The things I had to do,
in order to get rid of the pain I given to you.

Liz
Grade 8
iggie_3000@yahoo.com - Saturday, April 13, 2002 at 16:08:42 (EDT)

fire's inspiration
His words were like fire,
Pouring from the furnace
That was his mouth.
Each word a revolution
Every phrase would change the world.

His voice could move mountains,
Could bring nations to their feet.
But that voice was silenced,
Cut off from the source of his soul.
They doused the flame,
Filled his mind with their lies.
Left nothing but their cold doctrine.

Still, flickering feebly in the black,
One tiny spark still flared,
And that one spark gave way to another,
And that to another,
And soon the fire again burned brightly.

Despite all their efforts,
His fiery spirit conquered all.
The once silent voice rose,
And with it, he destroyed their doctrine.
He restored light to those in darkness.
Just as his words had promised,
His single voice changed the world.

kathy
Grade 10
kathymae32@hotmail.com - Saturday, April 13, 2002 at 14:14:39 (EDT)

On This Rainy Day
On this rainy day you went away
on this rainy day we couldnt play
this rainy day was your last day
and now were all depressed because you went away
our tears just droped and we cried a river for you today
and now were all too miserable to play
you snatched our hearts out of our chest and ran away
and i cant believe all this happened on this rainy day

Mary Fuller
Grade n
CANDIDPYT@aol.com - Friday, April 12, 2002 at 10:41:03 (EDT)

If We Come Together
If we come together and help each other
Maybe we will all get to know one another
If we come together and stop being demanding
Maybe others will become more understanding
If we come together as a team then we can fulfill the american dream
If we come together and unite
It will teach others not to fight
United we fall divided we stand
and if we come together it will help our fellow man

Mary Fuller
Grade 7
CANDIDPYT@aol.com - Friday, April 12, 2002 at 08:12:01 (EDT)

f.i.n.e
im o.k
i am fine
i'll just sit here and be blind
while all you intertwine
between you and i i'll draw a line
build my walls so you cause no crime
my mask will shine as i think my ryme
and all you'll see is that i am......
F.I.N.E

nigel violet falcone
Grade 12
purpleskittles69@yahoo.com - Tuesday, April 09, 2002 at 08:07:01 (EDT)

f.i.n.e
im o.k
i'll be fine
i'll just sit here and be blind
while all you intertwine
between you and i i'll draw a line
build my walls so you cause no crime
my mask will shine as i think my ryme
and all you'll see is that i am......
F.I.N.E

nigel violet falcone
Grade 12
purpleskittles69@yahoo.com - Tuesday, April 09, 2002 at 08:06:26 (EDT)

This Life
Why does a butterfly fly?
Why does a bumblebee buzz?
Why does the sun shine?
why does the moon glow
why does the wind blow

waves crash against the shore,
salt burns my open sore.
A baby will indeed cry,
but then a tear, and a heart will die.
Sweet innocence in now flawed

a ball of string rolls on the floor,
bang, crash, smash, hit against the door,
it opens, and out comes a cold wind,
Quiet, dead, and souls are lost,
nothing but the cold dead silence of night.

Your heart races,
your body shivers,
your breath turns cold,
your hair turns gray,
you just want something to go your way.

This is just a messed up day.
what can I do,
what can I say,
I wish my dreams were my reality,
but no, my reality is my life.

You paddle down the river of life,
dodging rocks and rapids.
Now the worst is on its way,
a waterfall is here to say,
as you near it you cannot out run it
as you push back it only pushes you in.

All you can do is now give in,
you fall over the cold harsh waters,
falling towards the depths of your soul.

You look ‘round
for a place to step down
off you go from your never-ending fall
first left then right and off you go.
Your eyes are alerted by a small bright light,
Your heart is pounding, and your lungs are racing.
You realize it was just a dream.
You open your eyes to all that is true,
to then notice how your mind grew.
Was this a lesson, a warning, or just an experience,
No it is nothing but my reality.

Morgan
Grade 10
trackjuliet@msn.com - Monday, April 08, 2002 at 22:52:16 (EDT)

Glass Half Empty
Glass Half-Empty

Watch.
Me.
Falling,
Falling for your dear heart.

Kill.
Me.
Swiftly,
Swiftly I’ll step into the blade.

What’s worse?

Dying,
Dying for your sweet embrace.

Or is it,
Knowing,
Knowing that we’re far apart.

Glass.
Half.
Empty,
Empty my suffering heart.

How can your glass be so full?

Full.
As.
Your rising chest,
Rising and falling as you sleep.

Sleep.
Is.
All I want,
For there I see you in sleep.

Lies.
And.
Illusion,
All that I ask of you.

Love.
Me.
Impossible,
Impossible for you to care.

Mallory Nakamura
Grade 9
Ebony_Kitten@hotmail.com - Sunday, April 07, 2002 at 16:24:32 (EDT)

In My Mind

You are on my mind
You have always been in my all dreams
I always care for you
You put smile on my face
First time I saw your face
My heart found to you a special place
cause you are special to me
You are first person I fall in love with
I Love you
You are the only one for me
I don't know how to let you know
what you mean to me
Cause love so many thing you have to tell
My whole life has change since I saw you
You always in my heart ,in my mind

Hanna
Grade 11th
- Wednesday, April 03, 2002 at 17:31:38 (EST)

your touch
YOUR TOUCH
I need you,
I love you,
I hope you do too,
you blessed my soul,
gave my life a new toll
sharing my love,
singing for you,
your like a true dove
so come to me...my love
*~~*~~*
your touch
I wish I had
something I want so much
that will forever end me being sad
you gave me half of your sweet touch
your beauty and your love
now to complete your touch
please give me your hand that I need so much
too look into your eyes
gazing upon two true stars
as I think of this I sigh
I want you but your so far
~**~**~
distance can't keep me from you
my love will always stay true
for you I'd travel forever
for you are my hearts endeavor
my heart beats
only for you
and will stop at the moment we meet
I would be shocked
from the beauty of you
~~~**~~~
the moment
your hand touches mine
my body will turn warm
because I don't have to find
my true love no more
because shes right there
making my heart soar
just look at her
her beautiful glare
~*~*~*~
your sweet love
your beautiful smile
your warm kiss
your indescribable feelings
would all be told
in just one motion
my hand so cold
needing your devotion
your hand encloses on mine
needing it so much
and now it had just started
by giving me your touch
(~~*~~)

James
Grade 9
flynhawn1@aol.com - Wednesday, April 03, 2002 at 04:03:07 (EST)

Live Good
Live good.
Dance better.
Need less,
And you will have
Love.

Cassie Clark
Grade 4
mmarx@unomaha.edu - Monday, April 01, 2002 at 13:01:33 (EST)

Cassie Clark
- Monday, April 01, 2002 at 13:00:25 (EST)

Think of Me
Think of me as
You, and we
Will always be
Together.

Cassie Clark
Grade 4
mmarx@unomaha.edu - Monday, April 01, 2002 at 13:00:02 (EST)