Poetry

Each of us is a snowflake Falling through our childhood It’s impossible to see where we are going the wind blows strong Our path is […]

A sparkle, a glimmer of light falls from the sky. It’s soft. Lying on the Earth, my wings spread, I look up. No clouds unfold […]

Up the Erie Canal he came, Thomas Cole was inspired by the autumn leaves Brush in hand, his artistic capability he frees The application of […]

The house stood tall and wide. It wore it’s bright blue color with pride. Yet, if you knew it’s secrets, you’d be in for quite […]

When you’re alone in the dark Maybe in bed or on a walk Nothing is certain nothing is known That creaking noise That thing running […]

Late Sunday Nights We stay up until 2 am to finish the AP whatever project when we all know good and well teenagers need 8 […]

Now that it’s the future, I’m longing for the past: It seems to me with every year, we’re heading downhill fast. I suppose I’ll start […]

I have abandoned my patience For I have a scorching temper Wailing at the angelic bystander He declares he had made no mistake Yet somehow I […]

I felt the raindrops Falling from the sad clouds Tickling my forehead The sound of the “pitter-patter” calmed me The wind comforted me Wrapping its […]

The Night is special; like no other Somewhere, its darkness is overtaking the Earth’s skies; every second of existence In competition with the sun’s light […]