Category: 2016-17 Submissions

Chocolate, chocolate my sweet dream
You are so sweat you gleam
You call me in my sleep
I will never think of you as cheap
I would die without your smell
I wish to unwrap you from your shell
You call to me like a singing bell
I wish to feel your silky smooth self
I will always crave you like a wolf
I picture you when I’m hungry
When I eat you I become sunny
Chocolate, chocolate how I love you

 

You took me in when I was all alone

In the form of a child you raised me as your own

I didn’t even know who I was, what I was

I had forgotten my memory

But still your smile was simmiring

I looked like a 10 year old boy

Game me clothing, gave me toys

A love between a child and mother

It compares like no other

Tucked me into bed

And I filled you with sword led

It came upon like insane man

I knew I had been foreign to this land, a demon in a man

On a mission I had ran

 

I had been a servant of lucifer, But I had betrayed him

With his mission I had concurred, but my body, he trimmed

I was a 10 year old, my memory had been lost

The wind was cold, but at what cost.

 

Then she met me in the woods

Took me in, her lovely inn, fed me like kin

I love her like so and she loved me back

Thought of me as her child

Took me in, her lovely inn, fed me like kin.

I was the child she never had.

 

Then came that one fateful day

She was young, hair not yet gray

I had regained my memory

I was never meant a family

 

I was put here to kill her, and kill her I shall

I did not want to kill her, But I was a being most foul

Put my sword through her head, her screams echoed loud

I was a soul taking demon, did this I had to

 

Soul demons must reap souls

(Send it again, through her lent, after her kin)

I felt like I had no choice, I did not have a voice

I am nothing but sadness

(Such the fate, of just, a demon)

I am not in charge of my own voice

 

Soul demons must reap souls

(Send it again, through her lent, after her kin)

I felt like I had no choice, I did not have a voice

I am nothing but sadness

(Such the fate, of just, a demon)

I am not in charge of my own voice

 

Soul demons must reap souls

(Send it again, through her lent, after her kin)

I felt like I had no choice, I did not have a voice

I use led I use ink I am broken I am clean We are usually very lean I am dark so boring I can make pretty pictures I am bright we use color when we write I am wood I am plastic I am common I am special we are both semi-essential I am dull I am pointy we are not very noisy I am free I am capped I am A pencil I am a pen AMEN

 

Lilacs in the breeze,
swaying back and forth,
sprouting beautiful petals,
crying out for me to pick them,
and then I do,
and then they’re gone.

 

As I gazed up to the stars
I strumed my guitar
I saw the jaguar in the stars
How could we like without you North Star
And what about you shooting star
The bright light you shine in my eyes
How you bright up my skies
But how sad you die
Then how it’s beautiful how you make another star again
And you are bright and beautiful
And the way you walk the sky
I wish I can see you again
Please help me now…
I am underground
Never to see you again
I could stare at you for billions of years
Oh stars oh stars I miss you so dearly
Please oh please visit me again

 

My family is like the ocean
my mom is the current
keeping everyone going
my dad is a shark
he keeps everyone in line when they start to get wild
my sister is an orca
she is calm and peaceful until you make her mad
I am a sea turtle
I go with flow but also not afraid to fight back.

Gorzycki Middle school

6

Zooming through the air
You are the spotlight

When somebody kicks you, you take flight
It’s quite a sight

All your tricks
That nobody can predict

Your great designs
That has a lot of shine

Nobody could survive without you
It is quite true

You bounce and jump all over the field
You’re on the go so much, you start to peel

It is quite true, nobody could survive without you
You are the one, the only, SOCCER

 

Why can’t i tell you how i feel it’s probably because i don’t know you that much but i want get to know you man why do i have to be shy it makes me want to cry that i dont have the courage to talk to you and get to know you makes me feel like little and weak and i know this is high school and i shouldn’t put so much energy and emotion but i can’t it’s o or 100 and i dreaded the answer because it’s usually,”can’t i only see as a friend”or“maybe when you lose weight’’ these answer felt like getting dommed by a stone and i’m like how can a person get owned and pwned and the same dang time or maybe i’m overthinking it and this person will say yes which would make me feel like the best than the rest and jump start my heart man i hope i don’t fart

I AM a dreamer.
I WONDER wonderful things.
I HEAR voices inside me, talking in my dreams.
I SEE angels helping.
I WANT nothing more.
I AM a peaceful dreamer.

I PRETEND nothing, for everything is real.
I FEEL very peaceful dreamer
I TOUCH the clouds in my dream.
I WORRY not much.
I CRY only happy tears.
I AM a peaceful dreamer.
I UNDERSTAND almost anything.
I TELL myself “I can…”
I DREAM of anything and everything.
I DESIRE to meet the angels.
I HOPE for peace in the world.
I AM a dreamer.