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That one song
ReplyDeleteBy: Manpreet K. Gill
It was that one summer
Oh what a complete bummer!
With nothing to do I was absolutely bored
Every day then feeling like eternity
Then one morning, came on this song
The name? Life of the Party
I thought it was amazing, and listened to everyday
I wanted to know more songs from the artist
And so I did
I was dazed how the songs each gave a message
People can say what they want said Show You
Life of the Party telling us to love ourselves
I watched as he became famous
And now with more beautiful songs in the making...
I lovelovelove music so this poem was really relatable! And this is so similar to my music-discovering routine - finding one song I like, then finding more by the same artist. I also really like the title "That One Song". Good job! - Candace
DeleteThank you so much!! I'm so happy you liked it!!
DeleteBooks
ReplyDeleteWhat are books?
Books are experiences
Books are a blueprint of our personality and dreams
Books are information from folks, scientists or even God.
Books are a cure to loneliness
Books are a way to communicate
Books are a proof of the past
Books are our guide in the present
Books are the imagination for the future
Books are a mortal's immortal friends
Books are priceless
Books are knowledge.
By Fiza 80AYYY
Wow, as an avid reader myself, I could really relate to this poem. The similes in this are very unique and the messages behind them are also very true, because books honestly are way more than pages bound together and I like how you expressed books in so many different interesting ways.
Delete-Hannah
I'm glad you liked it! Thank you :)
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ReplyDeleteIf I were a bird
ReplyDeleteBy: Zohaa Azam
If I were a bird for just a second
I would free myself from this place
Where tensions create and forcing your family to drift away
I would go past infinity
Waving bye to the people who are tying their shoelaces for the race
Soon I will go to the distance of forever
As planed I would stay there for the rest of eternity
The cold breeze would blow my light blue and pink feathers back
At the same time I would feel the Suns flare firing my back
I would break the jail of restrictions that I was in,
I would dismiss all my problems from my mind and just feel my finger tip touching the smooth could as I go by,
I would use my wings to fly, just to know that freedom isn't a lie
But if I were a bird for a second
This poem connects with me and my stressful life of school and high level sports. Sometimes I just want to get away from it all. The words that you used really set the picture for me and shows people what you see when you want to get away from it all. Your topic was a great one for you to choose, not only because I can see how much it connects to and means to you but also because it connects to many other people all around the world. The repetition shown in the beginning and the end of your poem is used quite successfully, tho the phrase would seem slightly cliche it was surprisingly effectively used in this poem. I had an enjoyable time reading this poem and would like to thank you for writing it.
Delete~ Elyse
It's scary not knowing who you are
ReplyDeleteIt's scary not being able to tell other people about yourself
It’s scary losing the ones you love the most and not being able to save them
It’s scary facing the outside, thinking you'd get rejected
It's scary not being able to try, because it hurts when you fail
It's scary dealing with the world and not knowing what to do
It's scary trusting others, wondering that one day they'll turn their back on you
It's scary having to control all this, when you're too weak
It's scary opening your eyes and seeing what's happening
It's scary being alone in the dark and not having anyone else beside you
It's scary trying to put the puzzle pieces together because there's still one missing
It's scary to cry for those who don't want you
It's scary to not have a shoulder to cry on or someone to rely on
It's scary giving others a part of you because they'll break it into pieces
It's scary seeing smiles on people faces when you don't have one
It's scary not being able to do anything when you can do so much
It's scary even telling a person how you feel because they won't care
It's scary picking up a pencil and trying to tell the world how you feel
It's scary loving someone too much because you know one day they are going to be gone
It's scary looking in the mirror because you don't have the courage to look at what you've done with yourself
It's scary crying for those who will never come back again
It's scary to even say something in front of someone thinking what they will respond with
It's scary knowing there are bright colours out there but you can only see the dark one's
It's scary to take off that mask because underneath there are too many
It's scary having someone leave your life forever because they Had a special place in your heart
It's scary walking in those streets alone because what if something bad happens to you?
It's scary passing by those graveyards because one day that will be you
It's just life.....and it's scary!
What is the purpose of life?
ReplyDeleteMany people do wonder
To be educated get a job and wife without doing anything too blunder
At first as a baby it's completely amazing
I mean all you gotta do Is eat sleep or poo
Everyone just sits There in front of you glazing
And keep fighting to carry you is what they do
Now As a kid your finally understanding more
but you're becoming more and more curious
So far nothing at all is a bore
Sadly still not knowing what's real or what's spurious
Now As a teen everything is the hardest right now
You just started to figure out life
Being exposed to so much, with limits but how?
Any instant decision can later on be at strife
As an adult at this point life has just passed you by
You try to figure out how it went by so fast
You look back and try not to cry
But you wish you weren't in the present just in the past
So what is the purpose of living?
Just to grow up find someone and get a job?
No there's so much more to it than just living
It may be too simple but do not be a slob
Even if your life is filled with problems, find the positive of it and just learn
Don't ever try ending it keep fighting
Trust me itll get better and very delighting
Embrace your life and yourself and all will get better by itself
There is a lot more to life than what first comes to mind and you did a good job expressing that! Lots of positive and wise messages, too. This IS a very complicated but important question and I think you handled it really well!
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-LAMBORGHINI- BY: Manjot Singh Hunjan
ReplyDeleteThe definition of speed is Lamborghini
The road sets on fire when moving on those tires
Moving on the road in a tick
Accelerating real quick
With a V12 engine pulling 725hp
We are proud to say there is a
new sheriff in the super car world
And it's the LAMBO'S.
Lamborghini
Deletemoon
ReplyDeletebright, and large
moving, rotating, orbiting
has a light and dark side,
a satalite
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DeleteI love this poem because you just bring out that wonderful perspective of how the moon really is, and really adding that cool creative touch by using contrast. It also resinated with me because i love nice short poems!
Delete~Aleks 8-1 Donview
Harry Potter
ReplyDeleteReshmi Verma
Beaumonde Heights JMS
His only remaining family the Dursleys'
Harry spends his summer without any ease
He won't like his Hedwig fly away
Even after all the rubbish the Dursleys' say!
Dobby warns Harry about the impending disaster
But he desires to meet Dumbledore his master
Hogwarts the magical school of wizards
Where there were chocolate frogs, not snakes or lizards
As Dobby wreaks a havoc in the kitchen
The Dursleys' lock Harry in his room imprisoned
Luckily, Ron Weasley steals Harry in a flying car
Away from the Durlsleys' spending his summer really far!
While shopping for their school supplies
Harry encounters Lockart with snake eyes
As Harry prepared his return to Hogwarts
Happy and confused, emotions of all sorts
Ron and Harry were unable to enter platform 9 3/4
They fly in the Weasley car, without planning any mortars
They land clumsily, getting into detention
"Thank God it was this, and not a suspension!"
Quidditch practices start with Draco the Slytherin Seeker
When Dobby enchants the ball, Harry's injured and now weaker!
Malloy insulted Hermoine on the field
Like a bullet slightly missed, from using the shield
Draco is a suspect when the car is petrified
Everyone in Hogwarts is alarmed and surprised
With Ron and Harry so talented and skilled
They discovered a chamber was opened and someone was killed!
At the meeting at furling club, Harry speaks Parsletongue to a snake
But only the heir of Slytherin can speak it, is it a fake??
The 3 besties brew a potion called polyjuice
So they can take place of the Slytherins Which came into use!
Malloy was not the heir of Slytherin
Harry, Ron Hermoine could say without dithering
Potter discovered a diary in the broken toilet
Which he wrote in and was replied with a candle lit
Through the dialogue, Harry meets Tom Riddle
Who accused Hagrid, which was some serious trouble
Hagrid whispered to follow the spiders to find the Chamber monster
As they escaped they discovered that Moaning Myrtle was killed by the monster
When they seeked that Hermiones frozen hand described "Basilisk is the monster"
Ginny Weasley was the sister stolen to die in vein
Te fearless gigantic snake was ready to attack again
Through the tunnels went Harry, Ron, Lockhart, time felt like years
In the secret passage in Myrtles bathroom, sitting and healing tears
Those for who looked the serpents way
Death was garunteed their way
Who who must not be named wasTom Riddle, what a shame!
Potter cries out for Dumbledore
He summons the basilisk with his sword
Harry destroyed the giant snake
But did Ginny wake up, was she able to escape??...
I'm a giant Harry Potter fan so this was really fun to read :) - Candace
DeleteReally enjoyed the neat rhythm and rhymes! You did a really great job fitting all these events in while keeping that limerick-like flow. It kinda reminded me of Harry Potter in 99 Seconds (awesome video, you should check it out if you haven't already :))
Delete-Hannah
Afraid by Saloni Gajjar
ReplyDeleteShe is hidden behind the cold walls.
And doesn't want to answer any calls.
She is afraid to open herself thinking everyone would just
Walk, walk, walk.
She is searching for her freedom but doesn't know if it possible,for herself to open the gates to her heart,
And placed on display like a museum art.
I very much enjoyed this poem because it is very relatable. Not only to the person who is shutting others out, but also to the people who are shut out. This poem represents how most people feel after something devastating happens, tho I hope this hasn't happened to you it is a great representation of it and is very accurate. This poem is a work of art and I encourage you to continue writing poem's about things that you feel strongly about.
Delete~ Elyse
I loved the beautiful yet simple symbolism of things like cold walls, being placed on display like museum art. This poem really resonated with me personally because of its fresh and unique descriptions and all the emotion behind it.
Delete-Hannah
David Acrostic Poem By: Abdulahi Hassan
ReplyDeleteDealing with people
As Badly As possible
Violent,As he
Is Reckless,He is
David
Great job describing "David" in such a short yet impressionable way---I felt that this poem really resonated me, because I really was quite curious about the backstory behind David and how he acts. You also handled the acrostic part really well, there was no break in the flow or awkward phrases/words in the poem, the words that you used did not only begin with a letter from DAVID but also fit very well in your poem. Good job overall!
Delete-Hannah
Dipped in milk
ReplyDeleteOr eaten plain
Chocolate like silk
Cookies&Cream;
Peanut butter
Nutter Butter
Oreo's
Who to blame
Sneaking in the night
Only for a bite
Sweet and touchy
Creamy and crunchy
Let the sugar rush come
Oh, now hand me a tum
Upset tummy
My nose is runny
What's this i hear?
I can't take sweets as I please?
Oh, come on...
You can't blame the cookies!
Delicous! Love it! :P
Delete~Shashank Anand 81, Donview
Definitely enjoyed reading this one :) Really quirky and interesting rhymes, flow and subject, of course(cookies are yummy)!
Delete-Hannah
Sir. John A Mac.donald
ReplyDeleteSir John was a drunk
He was not no punk
Father of confederation
Founder of liberation
He was the first prime minister
Not no sinister
He wanted good
But some people misunderstood
He dunducted his last campaign
Celebrated with champagne
It was so sad no one spoke
He dies from a stroke
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ReplyDeleteFather Of Confederation-Sir Jhon Alexander McDonald
ReplyDeleteSir Johns heart always sunk, which explains why she was a drunk
He had a lot of tragedy which gave him lots of agony
He was the first prime minister, at that time he wasn't so sinister
Him and George brown had a great rivalry, although together they created a great dynasty
A lawyer and a businessman, he became a politician and his legacy began
His ideas were extremely smart, he joined the provinces to create bigger parts
He wanted to Create a nation, that would be loved for generations
His ideas were a success, all the folks would confess
He helped this nation move on, so let's all take a moment to stop and thank Sir John!
Creativity- By: Rayan
ReplyDeleteA blank state from which I came
Combining pieces from flames
Making sense of complication
Creativity from observation
Salvaged thoughts I have accepted
Partial memories recollected
My beliefs are truly fractured
Fixed or broken? Does it matter?
I build a plan in my mind
I'm calling truth which I define
Building my own foundation
This is a clear example of industrialization
My mind is drained my thoughts are clear
I surrender to what I fear
Let the presence overflow
Nowhere left for it to go
I really liked this poem. The rhymes were really good, especially [complication; observation). Your vocabulary is really sophisticated - [salvaged, surrender, drained, fractured]. "A blank state from which I came" I'm not sure if you mean state or slate (both work) but in my opinion "slate" would've been better since you're talking about creativity. "Making sense of complication//Creativity from observation" - This really resonated with me. I believe creativity is a truly amazing thing and you described it super well. Again, amazing poem! - Candace
DeleteI really liked this poem, because I can relate to it very much. Everything that I'm good at now, everything I can do, most of it comes from observation and trying hard. Almost none of them are from my own talent. I feel like this poem says something similar. Underdogs cannot use conventional methods to rise to the top, so they must use drastic methods...make their beliefs the truth, even if the cost is a fractured belief. In the end, even though they might not have enjoyed the journey, at least they got somewhere, right?
DeleteWell, that's something akin to what I feel. It's hard to put in concrete words. -Tawseef
This poem is amazing! It is shining a light on something that most people would think of as a good thing and showing the harsher and less pleasant side of it. It is relatable, understandable and most of all enjoyable. It was a good read and there were very few to no cliche's in it. An amazing choice for anyone to read in the future.
Delete~ Elyse
Glad you guys liked my poem. Your comments were huge motivators and confidence boosters, which make me feel really proud of my work! The details in your comments were pleasant to stumble upon.Overall the comments... they're great!!!
DeleteA very creative piece (I guess that was the point xD) and I liked how you didn't forced rhymes and instead used words that both rhymed AND worked with the sentence so they didn't come out as awkward. Great job! -Laura
Delete"Salvaged thoughts I have accepted
DeletePartial memories recollected
My beliefs are truly fractured
Fixed or broken? Does it matter?"
My favourite stanza in the entire poem, it really comes off as something that I think everyone can relate to that feeling of not being whole, and hurting. Everyone has experienced it one or twice and you seem to be able to put that feeling into words! Very few clichés, and used good vocabulary! Amazing poem, also this stanza reminds of one of my favourite video games "Kingdom Hearts", specifically "Kingdom Hearts:RE:chain of memories" because the main character experiences something very similar to what these lines portray. You have a knack for poetry, keep it up!
-Hayley
Awesome and sophisticated language that is also really thoughtful and emotional... Love the dramatic verbs and use of "deeper" words that unique to the situation, like "salvaged", "fractured", "surrender", and I can really relate to your interpretations of creativity, too. Good job! (you SHOULD feel proud!)
Delete-Hannah
Yes, our first prime minister was usually drunk
ReplyDeleteA fact not common in our history textbooks, that one of the Fathers Of Confederation was a complete and utter blink.
Wasted, intoxicated, befuddled and faint,
So many words to describe thee
I know he was usually buzzed,
But let's focus on the good, shall we?
One of the first to fight for bilingual parliament,
The reasons we have to learn French in our classrooms
Was because of his accomplishment.
The Canadian pacific railway,
Built under his supervision
Now now a part of Canadian history,
What a lovely addition.
He pushed for confederation,
For our nation to come together,
A push that changed our nation
A change for the better.
Now that you know, about Sir John A Macdonald,
Don't be quick to judge him,
It's because of
A bottle.
I like how your poem tried to enlighten others about John A. MacDonald's good intentions. His agony drove him to be stuck in a bottle. But while in the little time he was sober (and maybe a little drunk), he helped drove the nation forward to present day Canada. And your poem was able to talk about this in a less depressing manor, which I liked.
DeleteYour poem gave a great description of the sky.
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DeleteThank You! Yes, even though his life story was quite cringe-worthy, I wanted to keep things positive with the good he had done, instead of his embarrassing moments. My focus was to look on the bright side. I had a lot fun writing this.Glad You Enjoyed It!! :)
DeleteThank You! Yes, even though his life story was quite cringe-worthy, I wanted to keep things positive with the good he had done, instead of his embarrassing moments. My focus was to look on the bright side. I had a lot fun writing this.Glad You Enjoyed It!! :)
Deletethere are things you cant
ReplyDeletestop.
fate is as it is and it has a
lock.
fates are intertwined
like looping and crossing lines.
STOP!
i control myself.
if you want to control,
your to late.
i define myself,
not you.
my fate is my own,
not chosen by you.
my choices are
my own.
let it be known
Very inspirational, and relatable. Don't let other people control what you do and who you are! I love the hooks "There are things you can't stop." and "Let it be known" because of how they just fit...
Deletein the hardest times, the best thing to know is that you are yourself.
DeleteDarkness
ReplyDeleteI woke up one morning
A Dark Room, A Window
I was calm
As I stared through the window
I could feel the Darkness
But then I woke up
I was the darkness
Woah, soo deep!
Delete~Shashank Anand 81, Donview
So many possibilities...what could it mean? Is it for the reader to decide? Very interesting poem, short and ominous.
Delete-Katharine
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ReplyDeleteETERNAL SLEEP
ReplyDeleteIt's sunny,
but I feel so cold.
How long has it been
since I had last been consoled?
Laying in this bed,
in such a dark field
with others much like me,
with wounds that will never be healed.
We spend most of our days roaming the streets,
and all our nights 6 feet under.
We haunt our past enemies,
at night when there is thunder.
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ReplyDeleteSky
ReplyDeleteBy: Manjot Chauhan
Today I want to talk about the sky
for billions of years we saw all of its shades go by
from deep sea blue to a mesmerizing orange to a sweet baby pink
it seems that all these colours go by in a blink
On some days the sky is hidden because of many different reasons
it could be the type of weather on the seasons
we get through four seasons in a year
but in all of the 365 days the sky isn't always clear
Sometimes the weather makes the sky seem unpleasant
but the sky should be considered something as pleasant
pushing back all that deems bad
the weather after a storm looks pretty rad
With every passing day
everywhere around the world we are given a beautiful display
one which was created by
our exquisite sky.
The verses are very descriptive, especially the first stanza. Great use of words like mesmerizing and exquisite. -Laura
DeleteMusic..
ReplyDeleteBy: Gabriel J. Edghill
Music is my life
Music is my soul
Music is my blessing
Music is my zone
Music is my laughter
Music is my pain reliever
Music is my beauty
Music is my destiny
Music is my inspiration
Music is my nature
Music is my happiness
Music is my escape
Music is my passion
Music is my way of expression
Music is a piece of art..........
That is so true, I really like this poem because music is one of the greatest things in the world and I like to write short poems too, they are easy to write and lots of fun. Thank you for shining a light on two amazing things. - Lucius 81 Donveiw
DeleteThere was a boy named Sean.
ReplyDeleteIn grade 7 he made some mistakes for friends, they made him think he was tough and brawn.
Now it's a new year and a new grade,
and Sean needs to stop all these charades.
On the first day of school,
he tried to stay calm and cool.
But he got into a fight,
And his year didn't start off right.
David was his opponent during the duel.
Even though David was in a wheelchair he was the most cruel.
As punishment Sean had to be David's host.
And David hated that the most.
As the year went on Sean and David became better friends .
But just like every friendship it had twists and bends.
David was having some troubles and Sean helped him out.
Now they are best friends without any doubt.
I liked the "Sir John" one by Jamin Patel. The poem spoke concisely about his life and accomplishments. It also had a direct, meaningful message at the end. It accomplished this, all the while using appropriate and amusing rhymes. The visual also had the words nicely synthesized with the picture (it fit well). Very interesting overall.
ReplyDelete-Preenon
I really enjoyed reading "If I Were a Bird" by Zohaa Azam because of how much I love birds! I've thought about what it would be like to become a bird and just fly away. I really, really like this poem, and the hook/reverse hooks are very good!
ReplyDelete-Katharine
Creativity By: Rayan
ReplyDeleteThis poem had great vocabulary. It flows really well and I love the rhymes. They are not overused, so they really add to the poem. The imagery with the poem also really helped to express the deep meaning of the poem. It is simple, and yet at the same time complicated. It expresses the process of creativity and it also made me think about my process of creativity when creating poems! it really brought me full circle! Really cool idea and great poem and imagery. Great job!
Creativity- By: Rayan
ReplyDeleteI really like this poem because it creates a picture in my mind, and is a very relate-able topic. I also love the rhymes because they are used effectively, and add to the poem.
Zanira
You-Jin Kim 8-1G
ReplyDeleteI loved all of them, they were all very good... but if I had to choose just three... Creativity by Rayan, one that does not have a title but I will name It's Scary by Natisha, Eternal Sleep by Lexie.
Although most of you when commenting just wrote it, I will address these to the writers of the pieces, because those are the people who will take the words to heart.
Creativity was a very beautiful peace... the words rhyme but don't sound forced, and I can tell that all the words you chose are chosen very carefully. My favourite part of the poem was the last stanza, though I do love the lines
'My beliefs are truly fractured
Fixed or broken? Does it matter?'
The rhythm of the poem was very good, and I felt like this poem resonated with me. Great job, it was a beautiful piece to read.
It's Scary (or at least that's what I'm calling it, so bear with me :P) uses a lot of repetition. Repetition has to be used carefully, because if it's used too much it can get a little boring. However, for your poem I think it was very effective. I felt like you were telling us, the readers, something about yourself through this piece.
It's... as your poem says, it's scary sharing something about yourself, something personal towards people you don't even know, but even more so to people you /do/ know. I really appreciate it. There were many I could really relate with.
Lastly, Eternal Sleep is short but really straight to the point.The rhymes you used were really effective. I really really love the metaphors that you used, and the last part about haunting our past enemies really struck me hard.
Your writing is very blunt and honest, and much like Natisha's piece, I feel like it is something very personal. Sometime's its very helpful to write out all your thoughts into poetry; I don't know about you but it helps me. Your words really got me where it matters most; the heart.