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#1
Wow A cow
Final score:
10points
AliceInWonderland? 4 years ago
I will bring this up to my English teacher and demand that this be taught in all her classes every year starting now.
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#2
Wil I ever have the choice To hear my voice? Loud. Proud. Above the crowd? Or will it be drowned out? Filled with doubt? Caught in my throat When I want to shout? Am I jejune? Stuck in my own sand dune? Or will I fly? And have the courage to cry? So hear ye, hear ye, Hear my plea. Let it ring in the ear And bring a tear To the people who hear me, Singing, shouting, Laughing, pouting. Let them hear my voice.
Final score:
8points
#3
2020 What a horrible year It's like a beautiful painting But with a huge, giant smear
Final score:
5points
#4
Hehe boi this is what the universe made me for! Imma share two poems because why not. (Btw these are taken from my wattpad-shameless self promotion) The girl and the boy I can't remember when it all started but I remember seeing this girl And seeing this boy And feeling attracted to both I can't remember what it was but Something about the way they were Made me feel so jittery And made my heart feel fluttery I was too young to understand This odd feeling But now I kind of do. I like boys and girls And there's nothing I can do. I haven't told anyone but There is a girl at school I think she's smart and hot But I've dated a boy in the past So I'd have to tell people fast I can't date her in secret Can I? No, I'll keep it Hidden away In the closet it'll stay With my emotions at bay. My parents would definitely not approve But It's getting weird talking to them and not Telling them about my secret I don't know if I can keep it If they ask me one more time If they ask me if I'm fine I'm going to cry. -End, first poem done- The queen of the world (new poem) She didn't know where life would take her Or what she would do But she's an inspiration She hopes that you're one too She's got faults that make her better Don't fear her temper She's the queen of the world. -End-
Final score:
4points
#5
Roses are red emeralds are green just like your eyes so green they make me feel so serene I am scared to tell you how I feel scared of rejection I'm scared you'll throw me into the trash can like a banana peel you make my heart beat u n s t e a d y when you stare at me get a clue or come through I would like to be with you I like you but I cant tell that your off limits I cant keep doing this I fall head over heels for you only you forever you - love, Star
Final score:
4points
#6
i love cats they are fats they love pats they eat rats cats are fats cats love pats cats eat rats cats claw mats get stuck in vats cats eat gnats cats are (sometimes) brats ------------ i love a cat that cat is a fat he sleeps on a mat gets stuck in vats loves to eat gnats loves a nice chat hates wearing a hat -------- i love a good kitten who loves wearing mittens she loves eating chicken when it is given and in addition to that delicious chicken she'll go to prison and ask to be forgiven i love my kitten no matter the condition ---------------- I have little kittens who love wearing mittens they all hail triton they all have conditions and many physicians but the only decisions made by these physicians is that the kittens ought to eat more chickens I have my suspicions Along with munitions that these kittens are little villains ... How do you like it???
Final score:
4points
CATMONSTER2018 (Submission author) 4 years ago
... just fyi... i had to ... skirt.. kinda??? idk the wording. but its really hard to find a word that rhymes with kittens / kitten / etc. that means what i want it to mean.
#7
*Please read all English or all Spanish for it to make sense. I was translating it and this the odd format* Is she tattered and worn? ¿Está super acabada de tanto usar Or merely there to adorn? O simplemente allí para adornar? Is she highlighted and underlined? ¿Está destacada y subrayada Or something that is simply undermined? o algo simplemente menospreciada? Is she treasured in your hand? ¿Es atesorada en tu mano Or collecting dust on a stand? O colectando polvo en vano? Does she transform your life ¿Transforma tu vida and provide solution for strife? y de cada asunto cuida? Is she simply occupying a spot over there ¿Simplemente ocupa un lugar por un hueco while your soul is left completely bare? mientras tu ser está completamente seco? Does she provide you wisdom and knowledge? ¿Te provee conocimiento y sabiduría Or is your life left empty and on edge? o tu vida esta vacía y llena de furia? Are you fulfilled with her stories of history and courage, ¿Sus historias valor te ha dado? does she leave you feeling blessed and encouraged? ¿Te hace sentir bendecido e animado? By some she was loved and desired so, Por algunas fue tan deseada e amada that their very lives they did forgo. Que hasta sus vidas había sido sacrificada Others, to obtain or have her became outlaws... Otros para obtenerla se hicieron hasta delincuente forced into hiding for this very cause. forzados esconderse por esta causa la gente Does she bring you consolation in times of woe? ¿Te trae consolación cuando la prueba cae? Is this, to you, what the Bible bestows? ¿Es esto lo que la Biblia te trae?
Final score:
3points
#8
I don’t know why I am writing this poem But it’s late at night and I am not as tired as before Writing poems is like breathing for me I love ‘em Once you get to writin’ You can’t stop It’s like the doors of a room close And lock You’re locked in and can’t get out 10: 30 p.m and everyone is asleep Except me because I am hooked On poems! :) -Kayla ...
Final score:
2points
#9
Roses are red, violets are blue Here's John Quiñones with What Would You Do
Final score:
2points
#10
It’s the rainy days I like Though, I can’t ride my bike I’ll splash in puddles all day In the rain I play play play I like to go and catch the frogs But they go and hide under logs The frogs, they like to dine on flys Trust me, they tell no lies So what I truly have to say Is that I love rainy days
Final score:
2points
#11
Though December melted away I can see everywhere You, as winter; and I, as descended snow Like an amaranthine blue moon I feel all around me The wintertide ever on my snow-kissed skin How can these residual nights Be so breathtaking, yet cold? You, my winter, with the clouds' ascended flow I'll keep in my eyes brumal ghosts Ever frozen in time Until pale cascades lay to rest nevermore For you are everywhere
Final score:
2points
#12
I wrote this poem for school, I can't stop thinking about it. Creativity is found in here Run run run Every little boy and girl Are here giving out thier ideas Time to show the whole world I wonder what you will find Very unique Ideas Time to show the whole world Your unique, awsome, ideas ~ Ella McKenney
Final score:
2points
#13
This is one I wrote for my Creative Writing class a few days ago. It's about a walk I went on a week ago. Though the cold chilled me to my bone, The sun brightly shone. Children's laughter filled the air, And birds were singing everywhere. The dogs walked to where I stood, And their hair between my fingers felt rather good. As I walked them back to their home, One of them began to roam. In the puddle he laid, As the idea of getting him home clean began to fade. Outside came the owner as I explained the situation, Her once white dog now looked like a dalmatian. Happy to head home, I took in my surroundings. As I listened closely, I heard a series of poundings. Seeing that house being built made me thankful it's almost spring, For I wished it was warmer as I laid back on the swing. I'm better at storytelling that writing poetry, so pls don't judge me.
Final score:
2points
#14
Winter. Summer. Spring. Autumn. All four seasons Yeah. We gottem. Upstairs. Downstairs. Basement. Attic. Your home. Your body. Keep calm, not frantic. A sweet breeze in the morning Can keep you from yawning. This is my wish for you love.
Final score:
1point
#15
Found When I am lost in the soul sucking darkest parts of my despairing mind and I stumble blindly through the cavernous shadows that envelop my daily existence, from the most protected part of my fragile heart comes a single note. The hint of a song - a tune that is as familiar me as my own heartbeat - just as often overlooked in its critical role to sustain me. The note becomes a melody. One that trips and weaves its way past my fear and shame and sadness persisting until its silvery thread wraps itself around me. As the song builds, I ease into its embrace. Because I know this voice, this echo from my once happy heart. Closing my eyes, I lean into the confident familiarity of the song. The peace I find in the moment does not erase the darkness that I know still surrounds me. It calms the demons. Allows me to find a brief moments peace. With this remnant of hope remembered, I can turn and take a step back into the things I dread. When they crowd and push against me with their insistent pulling fingers seeking to rip me away from the new course I am setting, I can lift my eyes and turn my head to catch the melody again. It is always there- sometimes faint sometimes in a different key or hidden in the harmonies of the symphony of life- but with me always. To help lead me back along the arduous road to myself. I am found.
Final score:
1point
Claire Elizabeth 4 years ago
this is so beautiful, thank you for sharing and God bless my friend
#16
when we're swallowed by the countless stars will our names twinkle in a velvety sky for a lifetime of night times? will we suspend there penumbra neither shadow nor light the ring of a sunspot but not quite the sun? not us! we we'll break free and rain down on the morning grass petrichor wafting across a parched field we'll glint from the dew we'll quench thirst the tender renew of countless springs and birds will drink from us we'll straddle a sky bluer than cobalt skate on the wind and skim across sheer mountainsides when the barreling winter drives its horses home we'll ride bareback in the cold then later stretch our fingers towards a warm, faraway sun when we're swallowed by the countless stars our names will twinkle for a velvety sky for a lifetime of night times original (Laurie Winter)
Final score:
0points
#17
not mine but it's funny Roses are red violets are blue sugar is sweet and so are you after breaking up up: the roses are wilted violets are dead the sugar bowls empty and so is your head
Final score:
0points
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