Poems from stefi4477
I could see goldfish boy
when he came home one morning.
He had a black eye on his face
and no bags.
And on his hands that pale day
there...
We buried Satan today,
Under a nameless grave, a pauper’s stone
We had no roses, yet we draped him in jasmines
Us the dreamers, the...
Oh the joy of high school,
the joy of education!
for when you go to high school,
you’re the future of our nation!
Oh the joy of testing...
To be young and in love,
To be innocent, to fly free,
To be the king of the world,
That is what happiness is.
To be old and in love...
Dear sister
You will see others fade
You’ll grow up and find the roses you knew
to be ripped from the ground.
Other sisters will be...