I started a rap while everyone clap

Mrs. Palley got mad

We were glad

Mrs. Palley’s ears sure did ring

We being to sing a song

Then end up in detention oh man how that sting

Limerick Detention

I banged on the desk and started to sing.

Mrs. Palley’s ears sure did ring

I started to rap and the whole class being to clap.

Oh, how detention being to sting

A best friend is someone you can trust, someone that can help you through rough times

Someone that can give you there guidance

Someone that you can always count on

Someone that will give you a hand when you are down

Someone that will not kick you when you are down

Someone that you can look up to as a roll model

Someone that you can share your deepest thought and feeling with

Someone the you can lean on when you need a shoulder to cry on

someone that you can depend on

someone that you can call your best friend

Someone thats there for you

Some that is kind and have a great heart

Someone that have compassion for others

Someone that can understand what you are going through

someone that will be your angle, someone that can give you all that you desire in life. someone that have you back till the end someone that have a gentle spirit.

someone that charm you.

That what I call a best friend.

A self-portrait of mine My hair is long and soft like slick lip shine like the stars. My eyes  sparkled like a diamond, with a shape like a coke bottle a smile that light up a room. A soft gentle hands with finger that dance like the waves. My heart beat like a drum with rhythms in the night. My feet moves swiftly across the floor. I am gentle and fragile like a rose, and hard as rock  

I hear you suddenly

I was in my room trying to close my eyes

When the thought of you were in my head

I dream of thing s that is a reality but when heard a little whispered to me ears don’t let me go. I was only a mile away when I rushed by your side

Everything in me seems to go along with that sweet innocent voice.

No one was there I was fool by the cry and I find you hiding behind the mask when you put your cool naked body around me and your breath against my face. I was weak in the knees then you take my hand back to my room when I heard your cry. You put your arms around me and tell me you loved me I can see the sorrow in your beautiful eyes I could even see past your pain that your are gonging through your cry make me want to reach out to you and so I did give my heart to you, you rest your head on my chest in tell me you , you will be with me forever

When I heard your cries.

You are the faith of my life

You are my ground I walk.

You are my kingdom.

You are the air I breath.

Your are my shoulder to lean on.

You are my salvation.

You are shelter in the rain.

You are my desire.

You are my soulmate.

You are the song that make me dance.

You are my life.

You are the love of my life.

You are the missing piece of me.

You are my wisdom.

You are my eyes.

You are my voice.

You are my heart that beat.

You are my feet.

You are my hands.

You are my everything.

A man that call me a friend

A man that is kind

A man that bless me with his love.

A man that take away my sadness

A man that make my heart sings.

A man that open my brown eyes.

A man that call me a lover

A man that call me  a daughter

A man that will dry away my tries with his robe.

A man that is not a shame of me.

A man that set my soul free

A man that really know me from my flesh through my bones.

A man that respect me

A man that make me fell special

A man that love me beyhond my soul.

A man that hold my heart

A man that show me his great love

A man that is greatful

A man that show me grace

A man that have faith

A man that hold me dear.

A man that carries my berden

A man that touch me with passion.

A man that know me.

Hate is black like a midnight sky
and also like fighting between people
It pulses pain fully in my heart
It reminds me of the time when we had wars and people die.
It makes me feel anger like nothing else matters
It makes me want to hit or throw something.

By: Martine Evelyne Duverger

My Thoughts of Autumn

A flower that sing in the spring but when autumn comes there are life less
And their petals dance into the strong wind
The dry petals crimple into the ground
We scoop them up like a bird with a broken wing.

By: Evelyne D.