It doesnt rhyme. Probably doesnt make sense. But it does. To me. Anyway, here is my poem with absolutely no structure. Feel free not to read it.
I feel-- Alone. no one cares. My world is falling apart. One thing after another. Save me. I feel-- Sad. No one cares. I keep screwing up. Trying to make sure everyone is happy, But what about me? Save me. I feel-- Unloved. No one cares. My heart just aches. A shoulder to lean on, a moment to be worry free. Save me. I feel-- Worthless and helpless. Its my fault- Im afraid to reach out for help. Wish someone could just know i hurt, Just know that im here. To not ask questions, Just understand. Tell me everything is going to be okay. Hold me. I am alive and don't feel well. Save me.
What upsets me are purposeless rules Both at home and in the schools Is there any point in having them If only meant to condemn? Why have a rule if there is no point? The ridiculousness of it continues to disappoint It's one thing if a purpose is served But quite another for a punishment undeserved
Oh how the time flies When there's so much to do. You can hear the cries It makes you feel so blue. You want to get it done, But you seem to run out of time. Although you aren't the only one, It still feels like an up hill climb.
Na na na Banana. Si si si Mississippi. Pi po. Hippo. I like cheescurds. The Old English like to throw things out thier window-turds. wow this is a terrible poem. nothing really rhymes with poem. I think that I should quit school. Its pretty obvious that I'm a tool. I am going nowhere. Except being the Bearded Lady at the local fair. I am just hoping and looking at the sky. Goodbye.
Oh my goodness, there is a spider, I am not sure what to do..drink apple cider? Oh wait here she comes! The roughest, toughest gal with the biggest thumbs! McKayla is her name and she feels no pain. Any animal could attack her, Such as a wolf with silver fur. There is nothing that will hurt her body of steel For McKayla won't even slip on a banana peel. I realize that some words do not rhyme, But in my heart, McKayla is mine!
My eye balls hurt. They sting. They burn. I know it is not pink eye. I put new contacts in yesterday. So it isn't that. I hope it gets beter. I can't take it very long. Maybe it is my make-up. Who knows!?
I have 3 large dogs, and one of them is a very big hog. Some people really like Moose, and others like a train caboose. There is also people named Brittany, who does not like any. I don't think she likes animals, because she is a canabal. But I do like her very well, she is very swell. Brittany is so sweet, that everyone wants to meet!
Sunshine makes me feel alive. Summer is when the outdoors thrive. Things become alive once more And everyone wants to get out their door. The warmth encapsulates your body. Compared to summer, winter is shoddy. The smell of the green reaches my nose. This is the season that I have chose.
I love to read. I often wish to simply dissapear into the story, go to a place where I don't have to be the damsel in distress because I can play the hero in all his glory. It'll be just like old fairy tales where good always triumphs and evil must face its downfall. It's not reality, but I will pretend it is anyway. The shame is when you must leave the story for the light of today.
Zap! Zap! Zap! Like a thunder clap What's that sound? In the room it surround. It's just a class Releasing ozone gas Playing with electricity yelling "Please! Don't touch me!" Getting shocked in never fun Most people turn and run. But the brave few who stay Take the pain and laugh away. Seeing the spark felling the arc hair stands on ends go zap your friends. Science is my favorite thing. One day I'll make lots of cha ching.
Kovu is such a great cat no matter how mean and fat. He is my pet whom I love, as you could bet. However, there is another who stole my heart and I fear it would tear my Kovu apart to know that I am not his alone. Even though I bought him a bone and let him sleep on my face, he will not let anyone take his place. My love for Kovu is so strong that loving anything else just feels wrong. How am I to live when my heart is divided and my two worlds become quickly collided? Well Kovu can dedicate all his time to wish, because I simply am in love with a goldfish.
It's like the world is spinning A round and a round No matter what I do someone is going to be upset Too much thinking and its so confusing I really wish life was a lot easier Up, and Down, Up and Down Thats how it always seems to go When something seems like it might just work Newsflash its too good to be true. Decisions Decisions.
I feel like Winter is so long There is snow out there the size of King Kong It makes people depressed and sad That really makes life be pretty bad I could be playing softball As the Spring is making a call The snow will melt and turn to green And softball fields all around to be seen
Today is game day and I can't wait! This is our year to go to state The fans start cheering when we run in the gym Maybe tonight I'll play like Jer' Lin Elk Mound should watch out, we brought our A game I'm sorry this poem is really lame:/ It's the final quarter, a last second shot Man Ryleigh Prochnow is looking hot!
It is Friday, it's not Thursday. That's because it's the day after Thursday, The day I was supposed to do a blog.
Poems are anything that you want to sound deep, they don't have to have a meaning. Even if they don't, they will be interpreted as being deep and intellectual.
Its Friday today I wish that it were May i was soupoused to do this yesterday but forgot it is very cold outside and the rain just makes me want to cry i feel like it goes on forever why cant it just be summer
I am not a big fan of poems they can be whatever you want. Some people rhyme with them some make them to talk about anything like a stem. Most of them dont make much sense People can jus make up words even in wrong tense. Poems just are all just wrong structure no one can ever follow the right form
Im sitting at my desk and im watching a burlesque It is very funny and most certainly punny Their jokes are cleaver and they switch on my laughter lever I love humor and thats no rumor
It doesnt rhyme. Probably doesnt make sense. But it does. To me.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, here is my poem with absolutely no structure.
Feel free not to read it.
I feel--
Alone.
no one cares.
My world is falling apart.
One thing after another.
Save me.
I feel--
Sad.
No one cares.
I keep screwing up.
Trying to make sure everyone is happy,
But what about me?
Save me.
I feel--
Unloved.
No one cares.
My heart just aches.
A shoulder to lean on,
a moment to be worry free.
Save me.
I feel--
Worthless and helpless.
Its my fault-
Im afraid to reach out for help.
Wish someone could just know i hurt,
Just know that im here.
To not ask questions,
Just understand.
Tell me everything is going to be okay.
Hold me.
I am alive and don't feel well.
Save me.
What upsets me are purposeless rules
ReplyDeleteBoth at home and in the schools
Is there any point in having them
If only meant to condemn?
Why have a rule if there is no point?
The ridiculousness of it continues to disappoint
It's one thing if a purpose is served
But quite another for a punishment undeserved
Oh how the time flies
ReplyDeleteWhen there's so much to do.
You can hear the cries
It makes you feel so blue.
You want to get it done,
But you seem to run out of time.
Although you aren't the only one,
It still feels like an up hill climb.
Na na na
ReplyDeleteBanana.
Si si si
Mississippi.
Pi po.
Hippo.
I like cheescurds.
The Old English like to throw things out thier window-turds.
wow this is a terrible poem.
nothing really rhymes with poem.
I think that I should quit school.
Its pretty obvious that I'm a tool.
I am going nowhere.
Except being the Bearded Lady at the local fair.
I am just hoping and looking at the sky.
Goodbye.
Oh my goodness, there is a spider,
ReplyDeleteI am not sure what to do..drink apple cider?
Oh wait here she comes!
The roughest, toughest gal with the biggest thumbs!
McKayla is her name
and she feels no pain.
Any animal could attack her,
Such as a wolf with silver fur.
There is nothing that will hurt her body of steel
For McKayla won't even slip on a banana peel.
I realize that some words do not rhyme,
But in my heart, McKayla is mine!
My eye balls hurt.
ReplyDeleteThey sting.
They burn.
I know it is not pink eye.
I put new contacts in yesterday.
So it isn't that.
I hope it gets beter.
I can't take it very long.
Maybe it is my make-up.
Who knows!?
I have 3 large dogs,
ReplyDeleteand one of them is a very big hog.
Some people really like Moose,
and others like a train caboose.
There is also people named Brittany,
who does not like any.
I don't think she likes animals,
because she is a canabal.
But I do like her very well,
she is very swell.
Brittany is so sweet,
that everyone wants to meet!
Sunshine makes me feel alive.
ReplyDeleteSummer is when the outdoors thrive.
Things become alive once more
And everyone wants to get out their door.
The warmth encapsulates your body.
Compared to summer, winter is shoddy.
The smell of the green reaches my nose.
This is the season that I have chose.
I love to read.
ReplyDeleteI often wish to simply dissapear into the story,
go to a place where I don't have to be the damsel in distress because I can play the hero in all his glory.
It'll be just like old fairy tales where good always triumphs and evil must face its downfall.
It's not reality,
but I will pretend it is anyway.
The shame is when you must leave the story
for the light of today.
Zap! Zap! Zap!
ReplyDeleteLike a thunder clap
What's that sound?
In the room it surround.
It's just a class
Releasing ozone gas
Playing with electricity
yelling "Please! Don't touch me!"
Getting shocked in never fun
Most people turn and run.
But the brave few who stay
Take the pain and laugh away.
Seeing the spark
felling the arc
hair stands on ends
go zap your friends.
Science is my favorite thing.
One day I'll make lots of cha ching.
Kovu is such a great cat
ReplyDeleteno matter how mean and fat.
He is my pet
whom I love, as you could bet.
However, there is another who stole my heart
and I fear it would tear my Kovu apart
to know that I am not his alone.
Even though I bought him a bone
and let him sleep on my face,
he will not let anyone take his place.
My love for Kovu is so strong
that loving anything else just feels wrong.
How am I to live when my heart is divided
and my two worlds become quickly collided?
Well Kovu can dedicate all his time to wish,
because I simply am in love with a goldfish.
Stretching, bending, muscle strain.
ReplyDeleteRipping, tearing, intense pain.
Leaping, jumping, nonstop drain.
Flying, soaring, keeping sane.
Its all you can think about.
ReplyDeleteyou cannot fall asleep without
going over the routine a few times.
The important stuff is finally here.
Dont forget, its your senior year,
so make it one to remember.
You'll probably not dance again,
I cannot foresee when
the opportunity would arise.
So have a great time
It will work out just fine
dont forget to smile.
It's like the world is spinning
ReplyDeleteA round and a round
No matter what I do someone is going to be upset
Too much thinking and its so confusing
I really wish life was a lot easier
Up, and Down, Up and Down
Thats how it always seems to go
When something seems like it might just work
Newsflash its too good to be true.
Decisions Decisions.
I feel like Winter is so long
ReplyDeleteThere is snow out there the size of King Kong
It makes people depressed and sad
That really makes life be pretty bad
I could be playing softball
As the Spring is making a call
The snow will melt and turn to green
And softball fields all around to be seen
Today is game day and I can't wait!
ReplyDeleteThis is our year to go to state
The fans start cheering when we run in the gym
Maybe tonight I'll play like Jer' Lin
Elk Mound should watch out, we brought our A game
I'm sorry this poem is really lame:/
It's the final quarter, a last second shot
Man Ryleigh Prochnow is looking hot!
It is Friday,
ReplyDeleteit's not Thursday.
That's because it's the day after Thursday,
The day I was supposed to do a blog.
Poems are anything that you want to sound deep,
they don't have to have a meaning.
Even if they don't,
they will be interpreted as being deep and intellectual.
Das poems.
I am eating ice cream.
ReplyDeleteOh joy, I could scream.
But I don't have "Joy" brand cones.
Which makes me think
of what else I ate today.
Not enough! I say.
Its Friday today
ReplyDeleteI wish that it were May
i was soupoused to do this yesterday but forgot
it is very cold outside
and the rain just makes me want to cry
i feel like it goes on forever
why cant it just be summer
I am not a big fan of poems
ReplyDeletethey can be whatever you want.
Some people rhyme with them
some make them to talk about anything like a stem.
Most of them dont make much sense
People can jus make up words even in wrong tense.
Poems just are all just wrong structure
no one can ever follow the right form
Im sitting at my desk
ReplyDeleteand im watching a burlesque
It is very funny
and most certainly punny
Their jokes are cleaver
and they switch on my laughter lever
I love humor
and thats no rumor