Poetry 2009
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As the sun sets, the tower, a waking giant, stares into the night, looking over Paris.
It hears all the people in their sleep, and smells the fresh bread.
It lights the city like no other.
As the sun rises the tower goes to sleep while the rest of Paris wakes up.
Lucy
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Tranquil, pristine Tranquil, pristine rainforestrainforest
Like a realistic dreamLike a realistic dream
Persuading you it’s realPersuading you it’s real
Until you wake up and Until you wake up and realizerealize
It was gone before you It was gone before you knewknew
LuciaLucia
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Rayan
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Vindictively Beautiful
Nature at its most sophisticated
A beast’s eyesLeave you
RigidTransparent
Silent
Fear or admiration
I shall never know.Aamir
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The sunset’s just the sign of the end of the day
Always drives your thoughts away
The calm and relaxed sky
Will fall right on your tired eye
It is the smell of pure freshness
The feeling is just pure happiness
The time of day where you sit back and just decompress.
Farida El Bashari
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You're a my source of comfortYou're my cushion when I fall
You help me in times of troubleYou support me whenever I call
I love you more than you knowYou have my total respect.
If I had my choice of mothersYou'd be the one I'd select!
You wipe my tears awayYou tell me it will be okayYou hold me like I’m gold
You hold me and say don’t weep
You are the sun that brightens my dayYou are just like the waves you wash me away.
Abd-Allah
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Dancing darknessAside me, in symmetry
Wherever I may go
Luke
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There is always a wise one in a story The one in the background, the one we don’t pay attention toThe one snuggled up on a rocking chair blessing you every minute of the day The one with that smells like fresh baked cookies that just came out of the oven The one that sends all her power of love to you with her soft wrinkly hands but only about one third of that love gets sent to her inbox.The one we only remember when they’re gone.
Dana
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Sir Alex is like a windy
beach, it makes a lot
of noise, until the wind is
gone, then it takes a little
rest
Omar
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A Football Stadium filled with people, players who shoot in the goals, trying to win it for their team, the grass so so green, the air is like heaven so very good, every time they play, everyone cheers hurray, because when Torres plays everything is OK.
Aly
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Life is a like an ocean …
it shifts when sharp winds attack It will become happy when dawn happens, but it will become unhappy when sunset occurs.
Love the creatures living in it
By Chanho
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The tree, so sad, because The tree, so sad, because autumn’s melancholic colors are autumn’s melancholic colors are coming.coming.The tree, so sad, that its crispy The tree, so sad, that its crispy leaves are falling.leaves are falling.It forms a huge puddle from its It forms a huge puddle from its dry tears. dry tears. A lovely puddle of sadness and A lovely puddle of sadness and fear.fear.
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The old wise man stands tall and proud
His wrinkles cover his body and his beard is long and white.
Chance
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Volcanoes covered with blankets of
Snow
Like heavenly hills,
Overlooking the space around them
By Anna
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The gray clouds cry, sometimes…
Have you ever thought about why they cry?
Maybe it’s because nobody keeps them company
We only send them pollution
Maybe it’s because the sun left them alone
And they are lonely…
Eun Hee
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IT IS FAST AS THE SPEED OF LIGHT
AND THE ENGINE IS STRONG
BUT IT IS GENTLE AS A FLOWER
BECAUSE IT HAS THE POWER
FATHI SALEH
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Sparkling, glistening pond so peaceful
Holds many untold memories
Wishing for eternal youth
It will all come back to you one day
Tresa
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Warriors poised, at the readyPreparing to die for their kingTall and proud, they stand
Scouts on their heels, waiting to spring Disha
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Brand new notebook. So clean, so blank.
Given life once the tip of the pen reaches the page
Full of your thoughts, doodles and writing Held your arms, in your control
Blank Notebook Zayn Darwiche
13/5/09
Block A
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The wind and the sea are like brothers,
The older one up high, the younger one down low
Both blue and so cold.
The wind and the sea are like lions and bears
One of them roars with waves
While the other creates wintriness in dark caves.
The wind and the sea are like all of us,
Sometimes calm and warm
And sometimes they get as mad as a storm. Hanna El Alfi
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RESPECTValue
POWERForce
Why choose?
OR
Both are within
yourREACH Khathu
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I was a little girl with an odd desire
I wanted to know about the path with no end And why around it there was a wire
I stepped over the wire And as I looked around
The world I knew was goneAnd I was left with no familiar sound
I think I have been here a while It even seems like a few years
And every time I think about the world I knewI burst into furious tears.
Over the wire I stepped Into the path with no end
Not light or night No foe nor friend.
Katie
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U n welcoming and without making a soundF oreboding as it lurks in the distanceO minously menacing
Noah
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Vibrating, multicolored balloonsbeautify the new moon
creating a exquisite scene of happiness.
Sophia
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The pink eye of the dazzling NebulaStares in amazed wonder
In the vast emptiness of space.
Dark Red I’ll become when angry >:(Light Blue I’ll turn while being happy :)
Shady Green I grow once I fall sick :(
Watch the strange bright anomaly Swirl and twist in a mad dance
Swallow all things around it.
One day it will become a burning, blazing star Drifting until the end of time
Lost forever in the void of space.
Nathan
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The moon over the sun
Beautiful life
Darkness rules the wonderful light
Gareth
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Lonely branches reaching toward the sky…
Not yet knowing they will die
Sarah Williamson
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I was a little girl with an odd desire
I wanted to know about the path with no end And why around it there was a wire
I stepped over the wire And as I looked around
The world I knew was goneAnd I was left with no familiar sound
I think I have been here a while It even seems like a few years
And every time I think about the world I knewI burst into furious tears.
Over the wire I stepped Into the path with no end
Not light or night No for nor friend.
Katie
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The lights comes through my eyesWanders through my soulIt travels around my heartThen heads back to the start
It settles in my eyesReflecting purple like a flowerIt slowly takes overWhile my face turns silverCilaine
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Dreaming of blue--few can,Dreaming of pink--few can,But dreaming of all is something all can do.Boys dream blue, meaning they are good,Girls dream of pink meaning they have a evil wink.
Aleks
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Warriors poised, at the readyPreparing to die for their kingTall and proud, they stand
Scouts on their heels, waiting to spring Disha
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Tera
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Alone in the darkNowhere to parkWhat’s there to seeNowhere to fleeOnly black to feelThe thought’s unrealNothing to hearEverything to fear
Justin
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There are many pretty thingsBut one stays on my mindIt is not my selfBut a student of mineIt’s that Youssef kid in my L.A classBut he is naughtyAnd a pain in the bassSometimes he triesBut nothing lasts
His work is something elseIt is delivered with his utmost despairMistakes tend to be thereHe tries and he succeedsThis is all what he needs.
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V D E E F G C RArrows.. Shades.. Shades.. Graffiti is the ace of SPADESGraffiti is the ace of SPADES A U T H O R S, A U T H O R S, Colors, Graffiti! C T R O P I I Never! C T R O P I I Never! O U A S E S O Fades!O U A S E S O Fades! Y R N T 2 K NY R N T 2 K N A E A E
Always on a wall, when you hear the cops call, sometimes with drips, GRAFFITI shreds your mind in strips, it affects your soul as a whole, and most of all, GRAFFITI makes you lose control!
A EStars, Fonts, sometimes it has W V S…
Luka
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Gleaming, Shaven Back
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Brings affection to life, what
You want it to be
Glistening screen enclosed
with fingerprints A small yet enormous world that lives
Inside of your pocket iPod
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Graceful yet POWERFUL.
Smooth, red, leather interior
Drifting elegantly through the race track.
The Mustang Fastback.
Ahmed
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SandGrainy beads on your lips, dust overtaking the odor in your nose, powder dripping through your hands,
Sand, goes back and forth, back and forth.
Smooth
Silky Yellow
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Innocence, enchantment, incantation.
With tears from the sky glistening like a new
sensation. Laying their magic upon us
Gaia
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Adham
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Running around the fields.
Making my father’s coffee everyday.
Being picked up by homeless children in the fields of Ivory Coast
By Pablo Gallego
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The Rivers are dry
The crop cease to grow
Summers grow longer Winter wont snow
The earth is tarnished The shadowy winds fly
The smile you wear Contains only lies
By Parth Bhatnagar
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Wind swaying →
← Back forth gently The grass dancing with the wind
Can U FEEL IT.
Simon
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Cold, and emotionless.DESTROYING
AND TAKING
INNOCENT
LIVESBlame the AK-47.
NG
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Dazzling dancing water like people swaying to music.
Entertaining at night, when the light combines with the fountain creating magical designs.
It’s a little slice of heaven in the heart of Las Vegas. Seif Said
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The crowd is silent and then… A bright flash of color- BOOM! POP! SNAP!
The crowd cheers as the blinding light and
deafening sound fill the eveningNot a sound fills the field as tired parents and adrenaline high adrenaline high children wait in
anticipation. Where will the next one be?Over here? Maybe here?
Perhaps right here in the middle?
Nobody knows for sure. So the crowd is silent, and then….
A bright flash of color -
BOOM!
POP!SNAP!
Sarah B
Smooth
Silky Yellow
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Grey, Dark, Thick, Black, Shadow,Shadow, Depressing, The angry storm clouds approach. People inside the house are scared like a mouse When the storm is a cat.
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Warm, sweet, soft, and golden-brown.
Takes a bite and always fixes a
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Don’t spread the word about them or they’ll be gone in a
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Benjamin Blackstone-Block D