My Poetry


What is Poetry?
I define poetry as expressing one's feelings about his or her emotions, or action and puting them into words on a piece of paper. A poem does not have to be long or short just enough words to express what you feel.Its like catching a fish with no fishing rod, poetry words does not have to to sound a like. When you write poetry it is like writing a definition for emotion. To me poetry doesn't have to make any sense, but if it is not making sense at least those kinds of poetry rhyme. Now a days poetry is used by alot of raps artist and singers. That could means that alot of them can be poerty writers and still make the same amoutof money. That is my definition of poetry.

Open Window


look through the window
tell me what you see
If you see rain
don't look back to me
but if you see something you like
stand there and stear
write a description from the front and then go to the rear
ask youself a question
does it look the same?
does it look like a white and blue game
No! It doesn't stop playing around
walk back to the window and put everything down
open the window again and tell me what you see
well guest what!
close the window the place will be as bright as the sea
it doesn't really matter now
just look closly
take a little peak through the window
jump back and you will see
ha!ha! there is white and blue clouds stearing at you and me.


Newsday.com
A 4-year-old boy was killed in Far Rockaway on Wednesday May 16. He ran into the street outside his father's store and was struck by Long Island bus. Wahaid Afghani's (the 4 yr. old boy) last moments were spent playing outside their family's store with his sister. The incident happened around 3:10 p.m. A witness said that Wahaid didn't see the bus coming because there was a truck parked infront of the store limiting his view. When his family came outside to see what happened his uncle stated that "When I came outside he was under the bus, and when the bus backed up, I saw him lying there open-eyed. He was pronounces dead on arrival at the Queens General Hospital.

The Fast Track


Either you go fast
Or choose to go slow
If you don't speed it up
The fast track won't let you go
It makes it look like your running backwards
Which means not to win but a loose
First, second, third, fourth where are you
The fast track ate you up and there is nothing you can do
like me I run for Edison
The wind on the track helps me to go
If there is no wind
Sometimes I think I'm running slow
So to avoid that from happening
On the track I have to go
I have to go for practice
I have to go to run
Because at the fast track
When the gun goes up, it's no fun
You take off, as fast as a bullet
you finish up most of the time looking like a bum
1,2,3... and there you go the race is done.

Just Like a Cat


My bathroom such a nice place
like a cat it's always stearing you in your face
It is quiet and peaceful
It hardly makes a move
When it comes to using or playing with it
It always somehow puts you out of the mood
When you walk into a bathroom
Most of the time you get relaxed
just like a cat most people hardly fights back
But then again you never know when they are going to move
Like when your sitting on the toilet there's nothing you can do
But then again you can get a quick whipe
Stand up look in the mirror and take that bite
A cat could smellas good as sweet roses
but when your done in the bathroom
your looking for airfresher
What does that tell you?
Not that the bathroom smells real bad
It's just that your trying to compare a cat to a bathroom
And when you do stuff like that you are comparing yourself and the bathroom to....

Unanswerable Question


1)Why does the sky have blue and clouds?
2)Why do people have emotions?
3)Why do people have different kinds of hair?
4)Why do cats have a tail?
5)Why does the earth spin?
6)Why do people die?
7)Why does it get dark?
8)Why do people smile?
9)Why do little cry so much?
10)Why was school build?

Unanswerable Poem


Why does the earth spin?
A very good question to be answer
Nobody or no hand is holding it
But yet it keeps going around and round and round
Why don't the pepole get suck out the earth when it spins
No one could move because gravity is holding us down
some say it spins as fast as a cat run
And as slow as a cow moves
It spins for a reason
But do I know the reason...No! but I wish I knew
When it spin the color is navy blue

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