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Category: Poetry

  • HALLWAYS, KIDS

    by DARYL

    Very long and narrow, just like his cranium.
    Unknown, like the element Uranium.
    I look down when I walk and all I see is floor tiles.
    You think when you’re walking, you’ll be walking miles.
    Not literally, but figuratively, and some kids have the tendency
    From when they’re running in the halls for teachers to show the clemency.
    Or think of it, even worse, getting caught by the principal.
    Okay, so tell me why you’re not reprehensible.
    But first, why do you hurt me so much? You’re so pop-a-pimp-able.
    Well Mr. Law, this is how it is, Imma get straight to it, to the gist, skip the BS.
    We skipped because we don’t like the new chemist.
    But she do gotta nice smile; is she a dentist?
    Never mind that, let’s get back to the topic. Stop it.

  • ORBIT

    by DARYL

    Constantly on fire and soaring like a planet.
    Never look back, I start forward like I was Mickael Pietrus.
    Warm inhabitation, fire place, room is velvet.
    Parents come in at 12:00 wondering why I’m not in bed yet.
    The reason is, I’m working on my rhymes, not giving two thoughts about the time.
    I’m the center of attention, but still get around like the sun in orbit.
    I promised my family and friends I’d made it big, so they call be “Orbit.”
    I’m high on top, with my high top, never faded.
    7th grade I was unattractive and my shoes were outdated.
    I felt degraded, but yet everyone around me was still so bold.
    Middle of the summer, stuck daydreaming, my body feeling cold.

  • DESTRUCTION

    by ZURI

    Just a little rough around the edges,
    But I know your insides are smooth to the touch.
    Heart of cold polished metal.
    Rock hard with many different layers.

    Took a chisel to the different places I saw fit,
    And a lot of pieces fell apart,
    But in my eyes, everything seemed to fit.

    I was hoping all my plans
    Were going to succeed,
    And I felt the need to go deeper.
    But I played the wrong cards.
    I hit the deck too many times,
    My chisel hit a smooth rock that I didn’t mean to shatter
    And I got burned by the lava kept at your core.

    But I loved you.
    So, I stood there until I couldn’t take any more.
    And now I can’t
    I let go.
    And you burned the cards of our life.

    So, now I sit back, sipping tea,
    And watch you destroy your protective shell and everything else.

  • TO THE ANT

    by BRIA

    The small ebony colored creature
    Walks miles and miles all day,
    Searching for crumbs of life.

    To you, the blades of grass are skyscrapers.
    A tiny dust particle is an elephant.

    You work in alliance to build your homes of
    Caked mud and crumbling dirt.

    You creep in my house when you smell something good.
    You like to swarm together on top of a crumb,
    All stacked up like a pile of pancakes.

    The heavy food you carry on your back must get tiring,
    Reminds me of the baggage I carry and can’t let go.

    You must be sad because you are always the smallest thing around,
    Going un-noticed like a midget exchange student in New York City.

    Sorry to say, I do not like you.
    I am just too scared.
    The thought of you makes me squirm with goose bumps and chills.
    I wish you would crawl back into your hill
    And NEVER come out.
    I hate ants.

  • RAIN

    by ERIC

    I
    To erode nature staining the curbs slippery is relentless.
    Blacking the skies soaking intensity
    The drops waltz through the atmosphere, trapping the public
    To erode nature by re-morphing hills into trenches

    II
    The preparation falls like tears
    As if disaster was summoned.
    Sunny days turn into treachery
    Disowned by the beauty that walks the streets
    Like a witch betraying her coven.

    III
    The windows deafened from the screech of sunlight.
    The oceans drown
    Floods carry away the lights and the wheels

    IV
    The drizzles and drops
    Smother the rainbows prolonged
    Heaven lassos the clouds

    V
    Families hidden in transportation
    Shielded by wipers on the automobiles
    Forecast entwined like products of prophets