by JC
Millions and Millions were killed,
The soldiers had no sympathy for them being killed,
Drops and drops of blood dripping from the bodies that were shot,
Bewildered people tried to escape such horrible treatment,
They didn't want to be treated as the others,
It was very harsh for them to see their kind die,
The Holocaust may be just a word but it has a lot of history behind it,
It may be Hitler's fault but why did he do it is the question...,
We still remember what happened in the Holocaust,
We hope it will be remembered for many more years...........
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Monday, April 7, 2008
poems about life
?What is it?
I went to the Museum
My sister took me
We where just walking on by when i saw the most cool thing ever
It just caught my eyes
It was shaped very different from anything else
I couldn't keep my eyes off of it
I asked my sister what it was
She responded with a silence
I kept on asking,and asking,and asking
Until she finally caved
She toled me it was an art project but she didn't know what it was called
So i went and asked a lady "?What is it?"
She had an answer
It is a headdress made 1000 years ago by The Indian tribe
?Is it out there?
I dream of someday finding the right person to spend my life before its over
I imagine somebody else caring for me
I think of the right person to share my thoughts with
I feel the urge to go out and find that special someone
I touch my heart and tell myself to keep looking
I can keep looking and looking
But is it out there?
Class has started
Here i am on a hard desk
What is happening?
Why m i alone
I feel scared
I feel lonely
I need friends around
Where are they
Why arn't they here
I have everything
Im prepared
I came here to earn
Where are they
I need their love
I need their knowledge
Why oh why arn't they here
"Come in and sit down"
"Class has started"
Parents
They live for you
They take care of you
They want the best for you
They love you
They are the ones who brought you to this world
They are the ones who pick you up when your down
The ones who care for your cuts and bruises
The ones who make you food
The ones who put a roof over your head
Cherish your parents
Tell them thanks for everything
Tell them that you love both equally
And that you will never leave their side
At the MOVIES
You order your tickets for the movie you want to see
After you get your snacks.
Then you sit down in our seat and stuff your face
With Popcorn,Hot dogs,Nachos,And all those other sweets
You start to Enjoy the movie like if you where in The biggest suite
You get so bored that
As time flys by you fall asleep
You wake up in the middle of a scene
Then You just realize you got the wrong screen
A Simple Little Swing
One night daddy came home
He had left me and my mommy 1 year ago
I thought he wouldn't come back
I thought he didn't love us anymore
But the day he came back he brought me a special present just for me
He asked if i could forgive him and if i still loved him
My answer was yes and yes
He hugged me and gave me a big kiss and said THANK YOU
He asked if i wanted to open the present
I responded with a big smile
"I guess thats a yes"he said.
He handed it to me and i unwrapped with joy
When i finally got to the end
It was that simple little swing i wanted a year ago
I went to the Museum
My sister took me
We where just walking on by when i saw the most cool thing ever
It just caught my eyes
It was shaped very different from anything else
I couldn't keep my eyes off of it
I asked my sister what it was
She responded with a silence
I kept on asking,and asking,and asking
Until she finally caved
She toled me it was an art project but she didn't know what it was called
So i went and asked a lady "?What is it?"
She had an answer
It is a headdress made 1000 years ago by The Indian tribe
?Is it out there?
I dream of someday finding the right person to spend my life before its over
I imagine somebody else caring for me
I think of the right person to share my thoughts with
I feel the urge to go out and find that special someone
I touch my heart and tell myself to keep looking
I can keep looking and looking
But is it out there?
Class has started
Here i am on a hard desk
What is happening?
Why m i alone
I feel scared
I feel lonely
I need friends around
Where are they
Why arn't they here
I have everything
Im prepared
I came here to earn
Where are they
I need their love
I need their knowledge
Why oh why arn't they here
"Come in and sit down"
"Class has started"
Parents
They live for you
They take care of you
They want the best for you
They love you
They are the ones who brought you to this world
They are the ones who pick you up when your down
The ones who care for your cuts and bruises
The ones who make you food
The ones who put a roof over your head
Cherish your parents
Tell them thanks for everything
Tell them that you love both equally
And that you will never leave their side
At the MOVIES
You order your tickets for the movie you want to see
After you get your snacks.
Then you sit down in our seat and stuff your face
With Popcorn,Hot dogs,Nachos,And all those other sweets
You start to Enjoy the movie like if you where in The biggest suite
You get so bored that
As time flys by you fall asleep
You wake up in the middle of a scene
Then You just realize you got the wrong screen
A Simple Little Swing
One night daddy came home
He had left me and my mommy 1 year ago
I thought he wouldn't come back
I thought he didn't love us anymore
But the day he came back he brought me a special present just for me
He asked if i could forgive him and if i still loved him
My answer was yes and yes
He hugged me and gave me a big kiss and said THANK YOU
He asked if i wanted to open the present
I responded with a big smile
"I guess thats a yes"he said.
He handed it to me and i unwrapped with joy
When i finally got to the end
It was that simple little swing i wanted a year ago
Thursday, March 13, 2008
poems - some serious, some not
"Immigrants"
Crossing from one state to another
Trying and tying to find a better life.
Knowing that if they make it they might be sent back
All they want is to live better
Why cant people accept that?
The word "Immigrants"shouldn't mean a thing
Why do they judge them?They are just human beings
Falling in place
Always there for you
May leave your side one day
Illness and pain they will be there by your side
Loving,caring,it doesn't matter
You will always love them and they will too
"What is love?"
Love is a bond and strong feeling between people
It may go far or it may last little
It all depend about your feelings
It doesn't have to be between you and 1 person
It also is a love between family and friends
You know that if they love you they will ALWAYS be there when you need them
Love is anywhere you just have to know where to find it
Honesty is what everyone has in them
Only people who care about you will be honest with you
Never tell a lie
Everyone has to be honest in order to get respect
Someone may lie to you but if they do you'll know that they are not your true friends
True people will be honest with you
You have to learn between right and wrong
"Beauty in and out"
Look at her standing by herself
I wonder why she is lonely?
She is so beautiful!
Or is it because only my eyes can see her beauty within her soul
Wait i don't even know her
I'm gonna go to talk to her
Yes yes i will
OK I'm going
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I'm blind
Why couldn't i see it before
She is the most beautiful thing I've seen in my life
I can see it in her eyes
She is beautiful in and out!
?Bat-Man or Robbin?
Bat-man is the hero
Robbin is the sidekick
They both fight against evil together
But the big question is who is better?
Bat-man Bat-man tunununununu
Or
Robbin tananananana
The answer is
?????????????
None of the above
They both wear tights
Who wants to have a super hero with tights???
Crossing from one state to another
Trying and tying to find a better life.
Knowing that if they make it they might be sent back
All they want is to live better
Why cant people accept that?
The word "Immigrants"shouldn't mean a thing
Why do they judge them?They are just human beings
Falling in place
Always there for you
May leave your side one day
Illness and pain they will be there by your side
Loving,caring,it doesn't matter
You will always love them and they will too
"What is love?"
Love is a bond and strong feeling between people
It may go far or it may last little
It all depend about your feelings
It doesn't have to be between you and 1 person
It also is a love between family and friends
You know that if they love you they will ALWAYS be there when you need them
Love is anywhere you just have to know where to find it
Honesty is what everyone has in them
Only people who care about you will be honest with you
Never tell a lie
Everyone has to be honest in order to get respect
Someone may lie to you but if they do you'll know that they are not your true friends
True people will be honest with you
You have to learn between right and wrong
"Beauty in and out"
Look at her standing by herself
I wonder why she is lonely?
She is so beautiful!
Or is it because only my eyes can see her beauty within her soul
Wait i don't even know her
I'm gonna go to talk to her
Yes yes i will
OK I'm going
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I'm blind
Why couldn't i see it before
She is the most beautiful thing I've seen in my life
I can see it in her eyes
She is beautiful in and out!
?Bat-Man or Robbin?
Bat-man is the hero
Robbin is the sidekick
They both fight against evil together
But the big question is who is better?
Bat-man Bat-man tunununununu
Or
Robbin tananananana
The answer is
?????????????
None of the above
They both wear tights
Who wants to have a super hero with tights???
a few poems
by SG
"love"
Love is it in your heart do you have any love for something.
Ordinary people do have love in them
Very little changes there is one who does not have any love at all
Everyone should help these love less people in our world.
"Run away"
A young couple running to see freedom.
Could they make it to that place.
They are hiding there face.
They are face to face to life or death.
People hunting after them.
"Poor him"
Illegal drugs destroying young dreams.
Look at him he is stealing from his grandmother just to get some weed.
Losing respect from everyone no more trust.
He got lost did not know where to go.
Begging for money but he still lives in the street.
"Look at her"
A young girl is called mom at age 14.
Is this even right to be a girl just destroyed her dream.
She flee to be free.
She should of stay in school but now she is begging because she can't have a job.
Her kid was taking away from her they gave it to her parents.
Now she is dieing she has std she was exposed to prostitute.
Dieing alone for her action.
"She can't speak"
Pain is going every where though her body.
She say her dad abusing her mom.
Scared to speak up.
She hides in the corner crying so much.
Her mom and her run away to be free.
"love"
Love is it in your heart do you have any love for something.
Ordinary people do have love in them
Very little changes there is one who does not have any love at all
Everyone should help these love less people in our world.
"Run away"
A young couple running to see freedom.
Could they make it to that place.
They are hiding there face.
They are face to face to life or death.
People hunting after them.
"Poor him"
Illegal drugs destroying young dreams.
Look at him he is stealing from his grandmother just to get some weed.
Losing respect from everyone no more trust.
He got lost did not know where to go.
Begging for money but he still lives in the street.
"Look at her"
A young girl is called mom at age 14.
Is this even right to be a girl just destroyed her dream.
She flee to be free.
She should of stay in school but now she is begging because she can't have a job.
Her kid was taking away from her they gave it to her parents.
Now she is dieing she has std she was exposed to prostitute.
Dieing alone for her action.
"She can't speak"
Pain is going every where though her body.
She say her dad abusing her mom.
Scared to speak up.
She hides in the corner crying so much.
Her mom and her run away to be free.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
The Boy with the Gun
Having regular backpacks should be a privilege. People should earn the right to have regular backpacks. A bad student could bring anything in his bag. He could bring a weapon that could hurt a person and/or people. A weapon could be hidden anywhere in a bag. This poem here represents a person who brought a gun and the consequences.
The boy with the gun!!!
A kid went to school
With a gun in his backpack, he though it was cool.
All he wanted to do is be popular and rule.
And in some way it was going to be cruel.
He went through first period
With a gun in his bag
Then second period then third.
He went to lunch with a smile in his face,
he was walking in a very fast pace.
He walked in a crowd and they all smiled
They never knew what was going to happen next.
He dropped the gun,
Three people began to run.
Only one got shot
Everybody ran to her and the puddle of blood.
All she could see
Was the people who plead,
for her not to leave!!!
One week later they returned to the scene,
of what use to be.
A place to have fun
Where they can be their selves' and run,
now we think of pain.
When it all started with having fame.
All she wanted was to live life.
All she wanted was to have fun.
Now nobody will forget her,
The person who got shot with a gun.
The boy with the gun!!!
A kid went to school
With a gun in his backpack, he though it was cool.
All he wanted to do is be popular and rule.
And in some way it was going to be cruel.
He went through first period
With a gun in his bag
Then second period then third.
He went to lunch with a smile in his face,
he was walking in a very fast pace.
He walked in a crowd and they all smiled
They never knew what was going to happen next.
He dropped the gun,
Three people began to run.
Only one got shot
Everybody ran to her and the puddle of blood.
All she could see
Was the people who plead,
for her not to leave!!!
One week later they returned to the scene,
of what use to be.
A place to have fun
Where they can be their selves' and run,
now we think of pain.
When it all started with having fame.
All she wanted was to live life.
All she wanted was to have fun.
Now nobody will forget her,
The person who got shot with a gun.
poems #2
I am poem
I am kind and helpful
I wonder why there is so much racism
I want my family to always be united
I am kind and helpful
I pretend that I am rich
I feel my mom hugging me
I touch goals in my life
I worry that people are not safe in their own houses
I cry when I hear someone from my family fighting
I am kind and helpful
I understand that some people don't get along
I say that a problem can be solved one way or another
I dream that my family will always be together and united
I try to understand my parents
I hope that everyone will soon get along
The Border
Why is it there?
People wonder that
it separates different races
people still try to get across
they do this to get a better life
a lot of them try
but only some succeed
and the rest are sent back
or some never return
so why is it there?
Why us?
Why did it have to be us?
The ones that had to be deported
Why not other people
We just came to get a better life
now we're back to our old miserable life
Why us?
and not the people that come to be drug dealers
they come to do illegal things
and we come for a better life
so we did we have to be deported and not them
why us?
A message of hope
We wait and wait
For a message of hope
that my dad is still alive
Its been 3 days now
that he has left
there is no call from him
no letter from him
no sign that he is still alive
So we just wait
with this terrible feeling
and with this anxiety that he sends us
just a tiny message of hope
that is all we need
I swing from a rope
I swing from a rope
Hanging only from my toes
I hang on for dear life
praying down below is my wife
holding on from my hands
are Mike, Sam, Glands
my toes slip
I am kind and helpful
I wonder why there is so much racism
I hear my family calling me
I see people enjoying their livesI want my family to always be united
I am kind and helpful
I pretend that I am rich
I feel my mom hugging me
I touch goals in my life
I worry that people are not safe in their own houses
I cry when I hear someone from my family fighting
I am kind and helpful
I understand that some people don't get along
I say that a problem can be solved one way or another
I dream that my family will always be together and united
I try to understand my parents
I hope that everyone will soon get along
I am kind and helpful
The Border
People wonder that
it separates different races
people still try to get across
they do this to get a better life
a lot of them try
but only some succeed
and the rest are sent back
or some never return
so why is it there?
Why us?
Why did it have to be us?
The ones that had to be deported
Why not other people
We just came to get a better life
now we're back to our old miserable life
Why us?
and not the people that come to be drug dealers
they come to do illegal things
and we come for a better life
so we did we have to be deported and not them
why us?
A message of hope
We wait and wait
For a message of hope
that my dad is still alive
Its been 3 days now
that he has left
there is no call from him
no letter from him
no sign that he is still alive
So we just wait
with this terrible feeling
and with this anxiety that he sends us
just a tiny message of hope
that is all we need
I swing from a rope
I swing from a rope
Hanging only from my toes
I hang on for dear life
praying down below is my wife
holding on from my hands
are Mike, Sam, Glands
my toes slip
Poems
I WANT TO BE
I want to be a person that people get along with,
I really want people to like me because who i am,
I need to stop being shy and start being loud and clear to people,
I don't need to change by personality so people could like me,
I could still be myself to what I wanna be,
I WANT TO BE!!!
I want people to like me as a good friend and not a bad person,
I really want people to to tell other people that I'm so cool to hang around with,
I want people to understand me and not just be my friend because they feel sorry for me,
I WANT TO BE !!!
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THIS IS WHO I AM
I am a softball player,
I wonder if i can make a home run every time i go up to bat,
I hear my team mate shouting my name,and cheering me on,
I see the other team doing little signs and talking to each other and telling the pitcher to strike me out,
I want my teammates to appreciate the type of player that i am,
I am a softball player,
I pretend that i am at practice with my team when i am on the filed when i play a game,
I feel so happy and ready to win a game,
I touch the my glove and the softball,
I worry if the pitcher on the other team will strike me out,
I cry with joy when my team and i win,
I am a softball player,
I understand that when i make a mistake or that when my coach yells at me,
I say that my team [PRO BLUES] is number 1 ,
I want to be a person that people get along with,
I really want people to like me because who i am,
I need to stop being shy and start being loud and clear to people,
I don't need to change by personality so people could like me,
I could still be myself to what I wanna be,
I WANT TO BE!!!
I want people to like me as a good friend and not a bad person,
I really want people to to tell other people that I'm so cool to hang around with,
I want people to understand me and not just be my friend because they feel sorry for me,
I WANT TO BE !!!
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THIS IS WHO I AM
I am a softball player,
I wonder if i can make a home run every time i go up to bat,
I hear my team mate shouting my name,and cheering me on,
I see the other team doing little signs and talking to each other and telling the pitcher to strike me out,
I want my teammates to appreciate the type of player that i am,
I am a softball player,
I pretend that i am at practice with my team when i am on the filed when i play a game,
I feel so happy and ready to win a game,
I touch the my glove and the softball,
I worry if the pitcher on the other team will strike me out,
I cry with joy when my team and i win,
I am a softball player,
I understand that when i make a mistake or that when my coach yells at me,
I say that my team [PRO BLUES] is number 1 ,
I try my best when its time to play,
I hope that i grow up being a softball coach,
I am a softball player.......
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