Selected Poems

 

Poems
by Joleen Chin

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Dear Ma
 
Ma
when I was a child
you took me to the hospital when I was sick
I got a candy from the doctor
enjoyed the sweet candy and your care
I told you I want to be sick
you warned me
don’t say that
 
Ma
now I am a woman
I take you to the hospital when you are sick
you get some medicine for the doctor
hate the bitter drug and my care
you tell me you want death
I discourage you
don’t say that
  Dear Pa
 
Pa
When I was a child
you told me study was important
so I wished I could be a teacher
when I was a girl
you told me health was important
so I wished I could be a nurse
 
Pa
now I am a nurse and teacher
you tell me marriage is important
so I wish I can be a bride
where is mu husband?
please tell me
I am a kite flying on the sky!
 
I am
 
I am a nurse who works in the hospital
I wonder why I like my work so much
I hear the mother is crying
I see the baby is born
I want them to be safe
I am a nurse who works in the hospital
 
I pretend to be brave sometimes when I feel helpless
I feel mature with my expression
I touch the wound
I worry about their health
I cry when they are in pain
I am a nurse who works in the hospital
 
I understand that I must be strong
I say I will be on their sides
I dream babies smile at me
I try to help women and children
I hope they can feel my love
I am a nurse who works in the hospital
  Sky
 
I took plane to here
You are there
I can’t see your eyes
you couldn’t touch my face
 
the sky ties us together
warm heart and soft hands
I know you are here
my love
 
Ring
 
Beautiful ring
twin small circles
like you and me
bright and priceless
where is the man
 
Ring, ring
please tell him
I am here
forgive me for wearing my dream
 
Yellowstone
 
Yesterday
each of us
loved this place
lucky for the choice
original scenery
wild beautiful world
strong feeling
touch the vast grasslands
oh
never seen it before
everything in my mind
  Name
 
Just you and me
of togetherness
loneliness will be gone
even on the mountain
even in the ocean
no one can separate
 
Chain tie to us
happiness full in the air
in my heart
no one can be separated
 
Lover
 
No one is like you
When I cry, you wipe my tear
when I fall, you scrub my knee
 
No one is like you to love me
when I am happy, you send me a smile
when I am sad, you give me a hug
 
No one is like you to love me so much
  My Way
 
You know
danger on the way
the fire is so hot
she wants to burn my eyes
the water is so cold
he wants to cover my heart
 
Trees are high
stones are heavy
I am so afraid
because I can’t see well
you know

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Poems
by Patricia Dominguez

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Camellias
 
I brought a dream
to the garden of my life.
This dream can’t be smelled,
because it has some camellias,
and camellias don’t have fragrance.
I brought a dream
more white than
the summer clouds,
white as the camellias
from my mother’s house.
Now I have a dream
deep inside my heart,
it looks like some fresh camellias
that I just cut
for my wedding,
the same when I was
a little girl and dreamed
about camellias
for my future,
white as the camellias
from my mother's house.
  In His Arms
 
When I feel the love of the Savior,
I feel His protection.
I feel the warmth of His hug,
and as if I hear His heart.
It’s difficult to explain with words
about that,
maybe my soul and my spirit
could be explain with tears,
and clean my common life.
In this way I think
that I’m a sheep,
a little sheep . . .
And I need to His arms, and so
can grow in the green field
that belongs to his love.
 
Sorry
 
I’m sorry for calling you,
I didn’t know
if you’d be angry
with my invitation.
A lot of things were
in my mind,
but I didn’t like
that you’ll be alone
today,
"Friendship Day”.
I’m so sorry, again.
I know that you are
very busy every day,
but I didn’t like
that you’d be alone
just today,
because I feel that
you’ll be my new friend.
  Dear Friend Juan:
 
I don’t believe
that you aren’t in this World,
next month it will be
one year from your departure.
I couldn’t say "Good Bye”,
it was very hard for me.
You were my friend,
my new grandfather,
my angel.
Nobody told me
"You have one
filigree spirit”.
I hope to see you in the future,
and see your smile again.
This day I’ll say to you
how I missed you,
and I’ll prepare a big hug
for our encounter.
 
Dinner 
Last night I ate
a piece of earth
of my country,
with ribbons;
delicious ribbons.
Then, a rain of cheese
was falling down.
 
Hands
 
My mother’s hands
look like
the greatest stars
in the sky of my house.
  You Are
 
You are the brain of my heart,
because I think of you every time.
You are the arms of my mind,
because you live in my sky.
If I ask myself, why?
because I hope you’ll be mine.
 
 
Plants and Hope
 
Plants are green,
green is life;
so, they have
a hope in their heart.
 
Dreams
 
It’s not necessary
to close my eyes,
to look for my dreams;
it’s much more.
It’s thinking
with the soul,
about everything that
I want to reach;
it’s like I could stay
in different places
at the same time.
It’s like I could be
a little girl again,
and felt as these time.
And I could be the future,
with all my hopes together
like they are playing
in the main door

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Poems
by Emanuelle Floriano

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Waiting for You
 
Sitting here, in this room
Tomorrow seems never comes
My thoughts fly searching for you
Days are too long
Nights, too cold
And you never come
Sometimes, I ask myself
If you really would come
I don’t have the answer
The only thing that I can do
Is stay waiting for you
  Patricia
 
Pretty girl
Almost a woman
Trying to do her best
Reaches for new experiences
Insists on following her own ideas
Courage fills her heart
Ignoring obstacles
Accomplishes her goals
 
Diagnosis
 
When my eyes caught yours
The first time
I felt something strange
A crazy feeling invaded my soul
My body didn’t obey me
My cheeks got red
My mouth was dry
Then, your hand touched mine
My body shivered
I thought I was sick
The next day
I went to the doctor
Told him what I had felt
Finally, he said the diagnosis
“You are in LOVE!”
  Nightmare or Not
 
Last night,
I saw you with another girl
I felt like the heaven
Would have fallen on my head
The world seemed
In completely darkness
I didn’t know what to do
So, I just left
Without saying one word
It would be just a nightmare
But it is not
I can’t wake up
It is real
 
Three Diamente Poems

Girl
Tall or short
Frightened, confused, awkward
Daughter, sister, friend, mother
Brave, clever, lovely
Black or white
Woman

Teenager
Curious and smart
Courageous, persistent, pesky
Games, dates, school, friends
Responsible, worried, frustrated
Tired, confused
Adult

Spring
Beautiful, cool
Green, red, yellow
Season, flowers, colors, birds
Pink, purple, blue
Growing, playing
Springtime

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A Poem
by Guo Ying Gao

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Gratitude
 
I have a deep gratitude for God;
God gave us life and sunshine.
I have a sincere gratitude for God;
God gave us the mountains and rivers.
I have an immense gratitude for God;
God gave us the land and the whole world.
All things under the sun such as the beautiful music;
We enjoy all of Godís creations;
I have a stronger voice from my heart,
God please accepts our everlasting gratitude!

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Poems
by Hideaki Higashi

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You
 
I’ m sorry for teasing you.
Maybe you don’t like it very much.
However, I like your embarrassed face.
It’s so cute!
 
I also like your little an angry face.
It’s so cute!
 
Maybe you think I am mean.
Please don’t misunderstand me!
I like you very much.
 
I can’t stop teasing you.
Because you are so cute!
  Shadow
 
Who are you?
Why are you always following me?
 
I can’t see you without light.
Why are you always a different size?
The first time I saw you, you were the same size as me.
However, the next time I saw you, you were very much taller than me.
 
You never talk to me.
However, I like taciturn you.
Let’s spend a great time with me!
See you later my strange forever friend.
 
Sea
 
The Sea is my best friend.
He is waving the same melody everyday.
Strongly, and gently.
 
Sometimes people make him angry.
Once he has started get angry,
I can’t stop him.
Because he is very mad.
 
He is very cold.
However, I can feel warm when I am near him.
Because his melody makes me relax.
I miss you, sea!
  Circle
 
Circle is a mysterious shape.
Circle is always the same shape even though being seen any angle.

There are many circles everywhere.
For example, glasses, sun, soccer ball, and tire.
In addition to this, the earth.

Circle is a good shape.
If an answer is correct, we put a circle.
A doughnut is a circle.
There are many good circles for me.
I can’t find a bad circle for me.
Therefore, circle is mysterious and good for me.
 
Thunder
 
You are very impatient.
 You get angry and say something in a loud voice.
  I try to understand what you say.
   However, I can’t understand.
    I can feel you are very angry.
     Therefore, I try to appreciate you
 
 However, you are not there.
  You are already in another place.
   You forget to be angry at me,
    you are angry at another person.
     Don’t speak with a loud voice.
      Don’t shine like a lamp.
       Please don’t scare me.
        Please calm down Mr. Thunder.
  Traveling
 
Each book has its own world.
We can look at the world by reading.
Reading means traveling in a book.
 
Traveling in the books is wonderful.
We can travel in the books by changing ourselves into the character in the books.
 
We can experience happy stories if we change ourselves into king or super hero in the book.
We can experience adventure if we change ourselves into explore in the books.
 
We can also change ourselves into animal.
It is great experience.
Like this, we can experience new and unusual experiences by reading.
 
Electricity
 
You are a bee.
You work everytime, everywhere.
You can go to any place in the world.
You are born from water, wind, sun, fire, and nuclear power.
 
People can’t live without you.
People depend on you absolutely.
Therefore, you are king in the world.
 
Thank you for your great job!
Thank you for our convenience life!
Thank you, our king electricity.
  Our Strange Pet
 
People are feeding the strange pet.
They were only in the house.
 
However, they made an evolution.
They become smaller and lighter.
Therefore, people take them out with people.
 
They are very useful.
They tell the messages to other people.
Some people tell love to the pet.
The pet tells someone instead of the master.
Some people said bad words to the pet.
The pet tells someone instead of the master.
Their master decides the pet’s character.
Some people dress then up beautiful.
Some people dress then up ugly.
 
Their name is phone.
 
Billiards
 
I push a cue ball.
The balls burst open each way.
Let us play billiards.
  Take a Nap
 
I feel tired and sleepy.
I see a bed over there.
It is time for nap.

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Poems
by Hoon Jin Jung

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I am . . .
 
I am looking for Mrs. Right
I wonder where she is
I hear every Jack has his Jill
I see my girlfriend in a dream last night
I want to see her in reality
I am looking for Mrs. Right
 
I pretend to have a girlfriend. However, I don’t have a girlfriend
I feel lonely
I touch her always in dream
I worry that I act like that
I cry with loneliness, when she isn’t beside me in reality
I am looking for Mrs. Right.
 
I understand why I don’t have a girlfriend
I say to myself
I dream of getting a beautiful girlfriend
I try to lower my standards
I hope I will have a girlfriend this year
I am looking for Mrs. Right.
  Dear Future Child
 
Sometimes
I think about my child
That’s very exciting
Sometimes
I think about my child
That’s very pleasant
Hey, my child.
Do you know where your mom is?
I don’t know about it
 
Unrequited Love
I always think about her
However, I don’t know if she thinks about me
I always miss her
However, I don’t know if she misses me
I always love her
However, I don’t know if she loves me
She don’t know how much I love her
I just hope she loves me
 
Dear father
 
I saw you in dream last night
You didn’t speak to me a word
However, I know what you mean
When I’m difficult, you always appear to me in dream
You didn’t speak to me a word
However, I know what you mean
You aren’t beside me with the real
However, whenever I see you in dream
I feel you are always in my mind
When I go wrong way, you always appear to me in dream
You didn’t speak to me a word
However, I know what you mean
  Happiness . . .
 
People think happiness is to have much money
I don’t have it
However, I’m happy
People think happiness is to have a beautiful girlfriend
I don’t have it
However, I’m happy
People think happiness is to have a gorgeous house
I don’t have it
However, I’m happy
Even though I just have one
However, happiness is to feel much than we have it.
 
I’m looking for my bird
 
I don’t have a beautiful girlfriend
I’m looking for my bird
It’s difficult for me to find her
However, I often meet ugly women
They want to go out, but I can’t
Because I have a high standards
I just say to them
I’m really sorry
I’m looking for my bird
  Jung Hoon Jin
 
Jealousy
Usually
happeNs from
triflinG
Human’s jealousy
Often
Occurs
From Neighbor
Jealousy
Is
Natural thing. Hey, don’t care!
Nonaka Rie
 
The first time, wheN
I saw yOu.
I felt you are a womaN
I hAve been looking for a long time.
I wanted to talK to you
However, I felt you are fAr from me.
I Really wanted to meet you, but I couldn’t
It is difficult for me.
I hatE myself

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Poems
by Yong Won Kim

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Truth
 
When I met people,
I asked them
“Have you ever helped other person?”
They answered
“I have.”
 
I also asked them.
“How do you feel about it?
They answered.
“I feel good.”
 
I also asked them.
“You have to sacrifice yourself to help others.
However, why do you feel good?”
They answered.
“I don’t know.”
 
Then, they asked me.
“Do you know why?”
 
I answered.
“I also don’t know why.”
 
“But I have one thing I know.
When we help others,
We can be happy.”
 
It was a truth
That we couldn’t understand.
  I Am
 
I am a humble man
I wonder about myself
I hear the sound that I fall down
I see the sight that I give up myself
I want to lay myself down
I am a humble man
 
I pretend to be a strong man
I feel it is not true
I touch other person’s heart
I worry that they hate me
I cry with pain
I am a humble man
 
I understand that I must change myself
I say to myself that I can do everything
I dream of my future
I try to achieve it
I hope it will be good
I was a humble man before
 
Anger
 
Clench your fist
Face to sky with darkness
Grimace your face
Speak ill of someone
 
If you can be happy.
 
Our Baby
 
We haven’t seen you,
But we can feel you.
We heard your heart’s yell.
It heard lovely.
“Kong Kong”
We are astonished at it
We are grateful for being with you
We love you forever
You are our baby
You are our happiness factory
  When I am Angry
 
I don’t feel wonder
How you are doing.
 
I don’t feel wonder
Whom you meet.
 
I don’t feel wonder
How your job is.
 
I don’t feel wonder
What you think about.
 
Butterfly
 
Love is a butterfly
Although butterfly is beautiful
Butterfly would not stay only one flower.
Flower wants to catch him
But can’t let him stay
Although beautiful, will fly other places
Flower will wait for him ever after
  Water
 
We are like water
Water is important to everyone
If it were not for water
 
We are like water
Water must always flow
If water stay in
 
Dear Son
 
Son,
We love you.
We always love you.
You are our core.
 
Son,
What kind of parent
Do you want?
We want to be the parents
You expect.
You are our core.
 
Son,
We want you to be healthy,
And be a good man.
We believe in you.
You are our core.
  Mother
 
Mother,
You are the hometown of my heart.
When I think of you,
I feel peaceful, calm, and lovely.
 
You are the pillar of my own house.
When I think of you,
I feel safe, powerful, and lovely.
 
Happiness
It smells like my homeland.
It tastes like food my mother cooked.
It sounds like children laughing.
It feels like a soft chair.
It looks like a white cloud.
Happiness is the best road.

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Poems
by Adrian Mandrile

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I Am
 
I am a poet
I wonder what women think
I hear women
I see women
I want to know women
I am a poet
 
I pretend to discover women
I feel power in my soul
I touch things that float in the air
I worry about women
I cry for women
I am a poet
 
I understand that I can’t understand
I say it to you
I dream about finding the true one say
I try to carry on
I hope to never stop
I am a poet
  My Wish
 
In this beautiful morning of spring
I found you sleeping in the living room
Your face like an angel and your smile of a baby
Produced in me an explosion of love
Forgive me pretty girl
I kissed you, without you knowing
 
Life
 
Life is a spark in the darkness
Life is the movement of the things
Darkness is the universe
Life is an instant of light in it
Life is too short, but doesn’t worry
Life is the best creation of God.
 
Autobiography Poem
 
Adrian
Curious, compliant, deep, and tall
Son of someone
Lover of women, food, and wine
Who feels happy, sad, and crazy
Who needs, carries, massages, and kisses
Who gives happiness, love, and punches
Who fears someone killing me, becoming crazy for love, and los my dog
Who would like to see the infinite, my ancestors, and God
Resident of my body
Mandrile
  My Name
 
Alkaline
Dirty
Rude
Irritant
A man
Never can be
 
Romantic
Uninterested in material things
Best friend
Even the woman wants to be
Never can do it
 
For You
 
In these days my life changed
In these days my love woke up
In these days everything happened
 
In the middle of the desert a flower grew
In the middle of the night a light appeared
In the middle of the ocean an island was created
 
You are my thoughts
You give light to my life
You are the reason for my love

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What is Poetry?
by Erika Matsuyama

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What is poetry? When I was asked this question by a teacher, I thought many things about it. At first, I thought about style of poetry. I think it is one way that it show feeling to use short sentences. It has no rules like paragraphs. It is shorter than paragraphs, but it has many meaning inside of it. It is short so people can read it easier than other writings.

And then, I thought about feelings. Poetry can have many emotions in short sentences. It makes showing the emotions very strong, so people can understand the author's feelings or thinking. I think this is one of fascination of poetry, and I love it.

When I was thinking about poetry, I remembered about Japanese poetry. In Japan, a long time ago (about the 9th century), nobles' men and women used poetry very often. They used poetry especially when they wrote love letters. They explained their emotion only in poetry. I think it is very romantic.

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Poems
by Erika Matsuyama

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Music
 
It makes me relax
It makes me calm
It makes me excited
It makes me move
It is the happiest time
When I’m with it.
 
Books
 
They give me knowledge
They give me friends
They teach me another world
They teach me courage
 
They make me sad
They make me happy
They make me upset
They make me cry
They are my treasure
  Sadness
 
It smells like the seashore
It tastes like a lemon
It sounds like a strong wind
It feels like water of a pool
It looks like the night sky with clouds
Sadness is a deep sea
 
An Apology
 
It is very pretty weather
And everything is bright
Green mountains, blue sky, and white cloud...
Forgive me
If I will forget to do my homework,
Because I am fascinated by this wonderful world.
 
Home
 
Home
There is my resting place
Cry, Laugh, Joy, and Sadness
There is the only place
My heart was grown up
I remember my mother’s kindly smile
My father’s strong voice
It was clear water
The voices when my brothers and sisters were laughing
We were playing, joking, fighting together
If how we are poor
We know we loved each other
Home
There is love
There is my heart
  Why?
 
I have good family
I have good friends
I have good teachers
I have good classmates
 
But why?
I feel loneliness
Why?
I cannot be satisfied
 
Maybe
I need to love someone
I need to love everyone
 
My heart is a chicken just before it's born
 
Life
 
There are the top of mountain
There are the top of mountain
That is covered with snow.
Under the blue sky and glitter cloud,
There are four climbers standing.
Look, their smiles.
There are filled with clear delight.
 
How their way was steep and severe!
How many slipped, and how many were saved.
How many did they think about giving up.
However they have known
That what is waiting for them.
 
Look, this wonderful view.
The clouds that are brightening.
The sky that is an endless expanse.
The mountains that are covered with snow.
The sun that is shining on them.
 
Now, they are looking at Heaven.
  Letter for a Rabbit
(He is a character of a book)
 
My dear friend
My first pen-pal
You were a kind and brave little rabbit
Do you remember
When I wrote you the first time
When you were depressed,
I wrote you and encouraged you
We were good friends
You made me laugh and joy
You gave me kindness and courage
You are my childhood
I’ve gotten old
I can’t return to that time
However
Books are always my friends
So you are in my heart forever

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Poems
by Yumi Ogawa

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Grand-pa
 
“Hello! Grand-pa!!” when I said it to him
He was smiling with a lot of wrinkles
When I visited him
I could hear sounds of many clocks
He was a doctor of clocks
His watch had the most exact time in Japan
I was proud of him
 
I used to go everywhere with him
He had an old bicycle
Wind was not too strong
That was his pace
His back looks like a cat
I asked to him “ why does your back look like a cat?”
He just smiled at me
 
In the wintertime, we slept together
We became as cats
He was very warm, like his heart
 
I miss him so much
He left love to me
He left his watch to me
 
My superman was my grand-pa
  Name
 
My name is Yumi Ogawa
 
Yumi’s meaning is freedom beauty!
Always happy and smiling
She has beautiful long hair
And sings with a beautiful voice
 
Ogawa’s meaning is a stream!
In the springtime
I can hear the murmuring of stream
It is peaceful, and calms us
It is as shining as my future
Stream flow onward to the ocean!
Grow like my future!
 
How great this beautiful name is!
My parents wished that it would help me all my life
It became to so very true
 
I came to the country of freedom, the U.S.A.
Well, I’m trying to become to beautiful face!
Names touch our life
Names can tell a person’s character
Names are like windows
 
Hand of a Mother
 
Her hand has a lot of wrinkles
She cooks, and washes for family
Her hands tells me her history
Proud of her wrinkles
The wrinkles know my life, which walked with me
How many times did she hold my hand?
I remember her warmth
Thanks for her loves
 
She doesn’t say anything,
I know her loves
It’s like receiving the baton from my mother in a relay
I have to pass this baton someday to my children
 
One day, I held her hand when she was sleeping
Magic hands, little bit plump, long nails
I will be able to remember it
I kissed her hand with my gratitude
After I smoothed wrinkles out of her hand to take off her hardships
 
Now my hands look like her hands
I have my mother in my hands
  Sorry
 
I’m so sorry for Americans
Sushi is a jewel of the ocean
Did you know that?
 
You don’t know how very delicious are raw fishes
You don’t know when is the timing of fresh
It looks like on time for date
 
It is joy of my life
It is exercise of my mouth
When I eat Sushi,
I feel that “I am a Japanese!”
 
Tomato
 
Tomato is a cute name
Tomato looks like a heart
Tomato is love of summer
Tomato is juicy
Tomato’s best friend is spaghetti
 
My Birthday
 
It’s a special day
I am just more excited than yesterday and tomorrow
Today is a special day
And then we call “Today is a present”
Thank you Mom! It was hard huh?
She gave me this day
I called her by myself on my birthday
A telephone wire looks like the navel string
I found a strong bond with my Mom
I feel love all day
  Inmates
 
“Dormitory” named after BYU
It is a small jail
Give foods
Give beds
The rooms like a cage of a bird
We don’t have freedom
We use the same bathroom
It reminds me “You don’t have a privacy!”
After 11 p.m. men have to leave from our lobby
Twice a week, men can come in girl’s rooms
But we have to keep the door open
It looks like an interview in jail
 
Pink
 
Pink is a baby’s color
A baby’s cheek is pink
It’s like a peach
Pink is strawberry ice cream
Pink is the spring color for cherry blossoms
Cherry blossoms tell us of melted snows
 
Window
 
Looked at the window
My country is there
It is strange
Even though I didn’t pay anything
I can see Japanese garden from the computer
Technology stopped our homesickness
Just now I found how much I love my country
  Jazz
 
The cats look like jazz
Jumping and surprising
They are funny animals
Slender and fat
Noisy or quiet
Every time a different character
It is like different sounds of jazz
Or like women
Holy cat!
Why are you always bringing birds for me?
You make me surprised
If you want to bring something,
Bring a cute guy!

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Poems
by Sang Hee Park

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I Am
 
I am loyal.
I wonder if my friends hear my chatter.
I hear that my appearance is cute.
I see many friends like me.
I am loyal.
 
I pretend to be brave in every situation.
I feel fear of darkness.
I touch delicious food.
I worry about robbers.
I cry to be not acquainted with people.
I am loyal.
 
I understand my host’s language.
I say that I want more food.
I dream about living with my host forever.
I try to be more brave.
I hope to marry next-door Mary.
I am loyal.
  I Lie to You
 
Always I say to you
My room is very clean all the time
 
Always I say to you
I usually read poems, classical literature
 
Always I say to you
I’m full. I don’t want to eat anymore.
 
Frankly speaking, my room is sometimes messy
And, I like a comic strip better than sleepy novel
You know? As soon as you go home, I start eating
 
The reason I lie to you
I want to show to you my dazzling side
 
However, sometime you may be know my cover a fact
I believe that you understand me
And I believe that you know how much I love you
 
Sang Hee Is . . .
 
Sang hee
Self-esteem, cute, kind
Daughter named Davi
Lover of gorgeous, sweet, and Mr. K
Who feels gloomy, nervous, but fun
Who needs boyfriend, car, and UCLA I-20 form
Who gives beautiful smile, wide mind, and humor
Who fears rats, low grade, and stress
Who would like to see my mom, my dog, and my best friend
Resident of Provo, Utah
Park
  I'm Sorry
 
I was jogging yesterday
I could see much grass
 
I endured don’t walk grass
However, I can’t help walking grass
 
Are you feeling a pain by me?
 
I’m so sorry to grass
Please forgive me poor grass.
 
Say Goodbye
 
Yesterday, I decided
While I meet him, my minds have two things
One thing is take my mind off him
Other thing is fall in love with him
 
I’ve been like love
However, I’ve been like only beautiful thing
 
It is terrified of know everything
I know ugly side of him
 
So now, the winner of my mind
Take my mind off him
 
Today, I look blue wild sky
And, I say goodbye him
  I Wish
 
I wish to me
Stay even though strong wind
I’m not greedy
Because I don’t wish that my life always shine to happy
 
I wish to me
Unchanged by surrounding
 
I wish to me
Don’t angry my best friend’s fault
 
I wish to me
I’ll appreciate everything
 
His Feeling
 
His voice is cheesecake
When I eat cheesecake, I close my eyes.
 
As soon as the cheesecake is put in my mouth
My shoulder is shivering
 
His voice is the same as this
His voice has something that makes me
tremble for him
  PARK
 
It is possible to everything to do
Anything can’t bother to me
Rough world, I can do for my future
The key of success, do best every time!!!

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Poems
by Francisco Rebollo

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There is no Place Like Home
 
Yesterday I dreamed of amazing songs
I tried to smile
Yet, I could not
Yesterday I saw a wonderful coast
I tried to reach it
Yet, I could not
A seagull came close to me
In her eyes I saw the sea
I saw her flying toward the sun
When she left, she took my heart
Then, I remembered that yesterday I dreamed of amazing songs
I tried to smile
Yet, I could not
  Who Are You?
 
Why are you speaking with me?
I don’t know you
Why are you looking at me?
You’re not my friend, who are you?
I would like you to leave
If you don’t do that I will call the police
Don’t ask my name
Don’t touch my hand
Wait a minute, I know your face, I know your laugh
Oh my! Are you not myself?
You’re a mirror, I can see my legs
In my humble opinion I am getting older
I need to rest
 
I Am So Sorry
 
I am so sorry for kissing you
Really, it was not my intention
It was a crazy moment
I saw your lips
I saw your clean teeth
I saw your ironic smile
Forgive me please
Forgive me sincerily
I am a weak man
I am a wicked pirate
And your smile is my best treasure
 
A Coral Cloud
 
I am looking for a cloud
I am looking for a cloud
a coral cloud that sometimes goes up
and sometimes goes down
I am looking for a little girl between cotton clouds
who is carried away by the brave wind
I can’t live without her
but, she doesn’t know it
  I Am
 
I am a lonely man
I wonder if the stars shine brightly in the sky
I hear a lament in my mind
I see the pain that I don’t want
I want to feel, to dream, to laugh
I am a lonely man
 
I pretend to be happy when I feel sad
I feel as weak as the fine sand
I touch a light that will never be mine
I worry if there are no stars in my sky
I cry like a child who cannot run
I am a lonely man
 
I understand that my soul is going to die
I say that it is not a perfect life
I dream of her amazing eyes
I try to forget that they are as simple as the sun
I hope to find the way to her heart
I am a lonely man
 
The Battlefield
 
The battle is coming soon
there are many soldiers going forth
they are all singing brave songs
courage and fear on men’s faces
the enemy in front of them
the victory, the life, the death
no one will ever forget
the battle is coming soon
I can hear the drums
I can’t bear death’s smell
I can feel hell
  The Dormitory
 
A dormitory is a small jail
because it keeps all your secrets
when a person has secrets
is not free
they are like thieves
they are like killers
they may die in their own mistakes
yet, they keep having secrets
a dormitory is a small jail
because it keeps all your secrets
when a person has secrets
the person cannot be free.
 
Last Night
 
Last night I saw the rain
I saw the people running
yet, I didn’t see you
I saw the stars in the sky
dark clouds in my mind
yet, I didn’t see you
you are my storm
you are a ray who covers my soul
with bright light
last night I saw the rain
I saw the people running
yet, I didn’t see you.

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What is Poetry?
by Silvia Rodriguez

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Poetry is one of many ways that we have to write our feelings in a paper. For me, poetry is how you can explain your feelings or your thoughts on a piece of paper, writing many things about something that you like or you do not like. It does not matter. Poetry is different from other writing forms because it does not have a specific pattern to write it. It can be shorter or longer; it depends on how many ideas you want to show to the reader. Poetry is many ideas about somebody, feelings, or a place you like or do not like. Poetry has many forms to write it. For example, you can write about a sad or happy feeling or moment in your life. Sometimes poetry is confusing to me, but the important thing is I enjoy reading poetry and sharing with my family special poems that I have read in my life.

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Poems
by Silvia Rodriguez

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Peace
 
It smells like a warmer spring time
It tastes like chocolate
It sounds like a baby crying
It feels like air at the top of a mountain
It looks like a bird flying in the sky
Peace is being in a paradise.
  Charity
 
It smells like flowers in spring
It tastes like fresh fruit
It sounds like a soft sound of violin
It looks like a firm mountain
It feels like ocean waves
Charity is like walking in a big field
 
I Couldn't Understand
 
I couldn't understand you
I thought you were too old
to have fun with you.
I tried to know you more and
I understand you were
like a treasure to me.
You had a strong knowledge
You give love
You give examples.
With your many experiences
and stories you
make me happy.
I enjoyed being with you
all the time.
Now you are gone and
I am thankful for your love
and for encouraged me
every moment of my life.
  Mother
 
Being together
Growing with loyalty
Sharing feelings in
good or bad moments
Respecting our ideas,
Advising each other
Showing our love
Mother is the most
beautiful rose
in a garden.
She is an inspiration
She will be with me
forever.
She is the company
I enjoy.
Mother is a wonderful
gift that God gave to me.
 
I Am
 
I am a brave person who wants happiness in my life
I wonder about better experiences every day
I hear voices from my past
I see a wonderful future and
I want to enjoy the beautiful things that God gives me
I am a brave person who wants happiness in my life
 
I pretend to be happy with my family
I feel lonely, sad, but I can do everything I choose
I touch my happy heart
I worry about what life prepares for me
I cry with others who cry
I am a brave person who wants happiness in my life
 
I understnad I must have to choose the right
I say go on and be happy
I dream about how much love I have
I try to show it and give it to every one
I hope to be better every day and work hard for my desires
I am a brave person who wants happiness in my life.
  This is Just to Say
 
yesterday in the backyard
you were reading
and I turned on the sprinklers
and you got wet
I am sorry, but it was
funny to see you thinking
it was raining with a
bright sun.
 
What is Service?
 
I asked myself and
I answered
Service is love
Service is being grateful
Service is like ocean with huge
in work, but with a deep feeling
of happiness.
Service is being like the Savior
giving without waiting for something
in return.

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Poems
by Zeika Rodriguez

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Arms of Water
 
The waterfall feels the purity
Of its water between its hands
The waterfall enjoys bending the water
And around every day
The bend is something new to him
Blending the water is the form to express
The intensity of strength
And the love for its own water
The waterfall lives to bend the water
When the waterfall
Bends the water
That is pleasure to him
If someday the water is not enough
That is such a hurt in its own heart
Bending the waterfall is something explosive
And the bending of the water is its oxygen
That is a whole life to him
  Later Each Season
 
The time passes
The summer is gone
The fall comes near
A few are gone
Others stayed for a lot
Of seasons but their
Memories keep in
Our memories
 
Friendship
 
Diamond unique
Crystalline and valuable
These diamonds cross our lives
These leave memories in our thought
Their best memories leave in the deep in
Our heart forever.
 
Purity
 
Innocent as childhood
Pure as a cloud being born
Among the sky
 
Your spirit is as brilliant as
A new sunshine in every dawn
Your eyes are showing the transparency
Of you soul
  Fondness Face
 
Feeling of feather
Cotton to eat
Skin of sheep
Cloud of white
Snowing in the fall
Smell of rosemary
Prevailing eternity
The softness of your face
 
My Reason to Be
 
You are the reason of
My genesis
You are the reason of
My existence
You are the reason of
My evolution
You are the reason of
My success
You are the reason of
My craziness
You are the reason of
Be happy
These reasons are
My reason to exist
  I Lost Your Candies
 
Yesterday I lost your candies
They were in the refrigerator
They looked me sweetly
 
I ate them slowly
Their taste were so good
And delicious
I am sorry
But, I couldn't stop eating
 
If you will cook often of them
Be careful with me
I won't stop to eating them
They are my weakness.
 
I Wait for You
 
I am in the same place
I am with the same people
I am in the same world
 
I am in the same place
I am doing the same routine
I am in the same dream
 
I am in the same place
If you one day
You want came back
I will be waiting in the same place
  Pleasure Is
 
Eating ice cream in summer
Laughing after the Joke
Drinking water in the desert
Sleeping for ten minutes
Listening to music
Seeing you among
The obscurity of the night
Knowing you
How many, how many
Pleasures I can find with you
 
Time Is
Too slow for those who wait
Too swift for those who fear
Too long for those whose grieve
Too short for those who rejoice
But, for those who love
Time is Eternity

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Poems
by Woo Jin Shin

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I am Free
 
Once I was a prisoner
Lost inside myself
With the world surrounding me
Wandering through the misery
But now I am free
 
You gave me a breath of life
Unclouded my eyes
With sweet serenity
Lighting a ray of hope for me
And now I am free
 
Free to live
Free to laugh
Free to soar
Free to shine
Free to give
Free to love
Free enough to fly
 
Once I was all so alone
Unsteady and cold
But your love rained down upon me
Washing away uncertainty
 
But now
I am free

Poems
by Mora Siregar

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Motorcycle
 
I sit on two big donuts
They whirl quickly
The back want to reach the front
But it can never get it
Because I am the boss
 
I treat it like a baby
Everyday I give a shower on it
Sometimes we get wet together
Because we always go together
 
It always cries
Every time I am on it
But I don't care
And it doesn't care either
It has to bring me as my order
Because I am the boss
  Tired
 
Walking on the long street
The sun comes over me
I keep going, but
Do you know . . .
What I feel?
 
I bring a huge coral
I put on my shoulder
I swim across the Mississippi
I am fighting with a wave
And do you know . . .
What I feel?
 
I don't want to walk anymore
I don't want to swim either
Because . . .
I am tired
 
A Joker
 
I am a joker
I wonder if I am funny
I hear your laughing silently
I see your mouth move uncertainly
I really want to be funny
I am a joker
 
I pretend not to be my self
I feel stupid sometimes
I touch your sense sometimes
I worry you got sick
I'll cry if you did
I am a joker
 
I understand what you need
I say, "Yes, I try to do it"
I dream to be a hero
I'll try if you say so
I hope you won't say "No", because
I am a joker
  Miss You Brother
 
Brother, are you still like
While we were such little boys?
Remember how happy we were
When our old man present us
The similar clothes but not same
I wanted yours, but…
You loved it too
You just looked at me without words
You are a big boy now
You are belonged to another
Still . . . hope our brotherhood
Will endure eternity forever.
 
Hunger
 
It smells like rubber
It tastes like drinking bile
It sounds like a crazy man is playing a drum
It feels like a caterpillar eating my stomach
It looks like uncombed hair
Hunger is my enemy
 
House
 
A big box lays on the ground
Air comes and goes passing you
You stand up proudly
To cover me from enemy
 
You treat me so well
I hear you sing to me softly
Through my eyes and ear
Then, soon I feel sleepy
 
I am so sorry,
If I color your body egoistically
Perhaps, you don't know
How much I love you
I want to treat you back
I don't care weather
You're crying or laughing
I still put it to cover you
  Money
 
You come and go so quickly
I love you, but
You don't love me
I've been chasing you
Since I saw you
 
You have variety face
You come with many colors
Sometimes you smile at me
But sometimes you mad at me
 
You always change your mind
Like a wind changes its way
Perhaps, I need make a trick
In order to catch your feet
 
Crazy About You
 
A bright diamond hangs on your face
Silk covers your head
A strawberry is painted on your lips
Poppies are around your body
Nothing compares to you . . . or
Maybe I am crazy
 
I climb a high huge wall in front of me
I kill animals who want you
I run faster and faster to catch you
Even I will fly for you
Because, nothing compares to you
But I am sure now, that
I'm crazy for you
  Name
 
Man walking in the dark
Obey to the family rule
Really like money
Always think about future
 
Successful is my dream
Indonesia is my country
Rattled is my pet peeve
Egoist is not my habit
Gentle is my behavior
Amusement is an important thing, but…
Relation is more important

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What is Poetry?
by Naruo Toda

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Poetry is singing a song on the paper I think. And they use some different words from other normal writing. For example, using all sentences along some season, or animals or word, rock, blow think something, so the singers are them. Sometimes I saw like that style. Poetry’s sentences are more stronger than the other kind of writing. Because I think they have only short sentences, but each one word has many meanings and that is sometimes we are thought by that. Poetry has the story important and simple style.

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Poems
by Naruo Toda

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The Sun
 
I'm the sun.
I'm always watching the earth from here,
if it's rain, snow, sunny in the earth.
 
Almost human beings always enjoy their life.
But other's does not.
They are always fighting in their country.
I hate watching that sight from here.
 
Why people fight each other.
People who are living in the earth are company!
They should be more and more peaceful.
It's important for every human being.
 
But I, the sun, always, all time,
wait and see all human beings and their space ship,
the earth.
Until I burn out!!
 
Many Kinds of Hairstyles
 
There are many persons on the wall in many lines clearly.
And they have many kind of hairstyle.
But only two types.
Their bodies are all thin.
One person's group has all balding.
And one person's group has all spike what has three or four thick spikes hair.
Their job is carrying the meals.
Their names are fork and spoon.
  I Am
 
I am the only one human who have strong dream.
I wonder why many persons quarrel each other.
I hear someone's crying in the world.
I see some country fight inside own country as the civil war.
I want to change human's mind to peaceful.
I am the only one human who have strong dream.
 
I pretend I'm the student.
I feel I should be more independent.
I touch my very close future in my life.
I worry that can I be alone without my parents about my own life.
I cry when I have difficulty and I have to do by myself at that time.
I am the only one human who have strong dream.
 
I understand the Japanese educational system lost the important things.
I say everyone has his or her own opinion and good morality.
I dream that everyone change their minds as that they have good direction.
I try to change their minds.
I hope they are always peaceful.
I am the only one human who have strong dream.
 
Snowboard
 
It's my important hobby.
When I go snowboarding, I can see many nature and
good landscape from the top of the mountain.
 
In the mountain has super fresh air.
I like jumping in the air by the snowboard.
And making some tricks in the air by the snow table.
 
I think snowboard's tricks in the air are my picture like drawing picture.
So I think snowboard my art and the place where I can express myself.
Snowboard, it's important hobby for me
  Future Child
 
Future child, open your eyes.
Breath deeply.
Put your foot on the ground, gently.
And think deeply, and quietly about you should do things.
Don't loose your own direction.
Your direction has to be right, always.
But sometimes you will be wrong. Because it's human.
If you make some mistakes, don't consider about it.
Living in this world is difficult, and pain.
But fighting, if you don't know something, ask us everything.
Always we help and support you.
And we endeavor to be better the world than now.
 
My Best Friend
 
I dear my best friend, Sohei.
I can talk happily thing, sadness thing,
cruel thing, worrying thing, and everything to Sohei.
Sohei and I are same age.
And he is my classmate in the Japanese university.
He was the rugby teammate, too,
when we were high school student.
 
So I believe him as my best friend.
I can always consult something, help for my best friend.
And my best friend does that for me.
 
The best friend is very interesting.
We grow up each other when we talk or active together.
And we always have aspiration.
 
Finally, when I have difficulty or probably, he helps me.
When he has difficulty or probably, I help him possibility!
It's like "One for all, all for one" mind.
I think the best friend is like that!!
  To Me From I
 
Me, recently you're a little tired.
Why?
You always look sleepy at the class.
Don't stay up late at night.
Everyday you should do some training.
What's up?
You should hang in there more!!
Be cheerful!!
Don't think about trifling things! Right?
Let's go!!
 
Somebody's Crying
 
I can hear somebody's crying.
But it has no sound.
There are many people who are crying.
I feel the sound is crying as distressing.
It's very serious sound, I think.
They are very important for us.
If they all die, exactly we die.
Always they offer the fresh air to us.
We should live with them in harmony.
We should think about them more and more!
Treat them importantly!
Do you understand what is "they"?
It's nature!
Let's start to defend the nature!

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What is Poetry?
by Martha Torres

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Poetry is writing about love, life, nature, and animals. Sometimes people tell their feelings by poetry. This kind of writing is to tell about feelings to make people happy or sometimes amused. So emotion is a large part of poetry. I remember when Mrs Buck asked "what is poetry”? I said " I don’t know”, but I think it’s about telling something you feel. People who like to write poetry are very creative, and smart. They like to tell about their thoughts, and make others happy. I never have written poetry because for me it’s easier to talk to tell my feeling then write down on a piece of paper. I’m going to learn how I can write poetry in English. I think it’s not easy but I would like to learn. However, I need to take time to write my feelings. I know my teacher is going to help me, because I know she likes to write poetry. I hope I can write my own poetry, and tell my best friend about my poetry.

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Poems
by Martha Torres

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Dear Future Husband
 
Waiting is to learn to be ready
To meet you is my hope someday,
and to be happy with you.
To walk with you is my dream
To love you is my goal
To take care of you is to feel peace
To talk with you is the best way
To be happy together.
  Because It's the Time
 
Because the time is short
Because today I need to be hurrying
Because it’s now I can stay with you
Because you are part of my life
Because it’s my love for you
Because you are my best friend
Because it’s time to be happy together.
 
Name
 
My soul
Answers
Rejoice on the blessing of life
The life has
Hope for us today, tomorrow
And forever.
 
Try to get up
Our life can be happy
Remember
Remember
Each person has trials, in the life
Scriptures we have to feel peace, and hope for our souls.
  Past Present Future
 
So maybe it’s late you don’t like what happened
The past it dead, and will never change.
Why let it torment your day?
You alone determine your worth
No one is prying into you.
The time will tell
What is now you.
There is not room for future flight
In souls who fight the past
Take time the past is behind you,
and you will find forgiveness for soon.
 
Love
 
Never is the heart so happy
as when it palpitates for others
You can’t give without love,
but you can love with giving
The love sees into a telescope,
not into a microscope.
 
Love
 
It smells like all kinds of flowers
It tastes like honey
It sounds like classical music
It feels like a soft bear
It looks like a red heart
Love is love for everywhere.
  He is the One I Love
 
When I though of him, I felt peace
When I preyed for him, I felt peace
When he called me, made my day happy
When he visited me, is the best time I had
When I breathe I breathe for him
 
Life
 
Life is time,
our life our time
It’s present all the time,
but really every stay in the past

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