2015 Everything is Awesome Scholarship
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POEMS 26 SHE IS MY GIRL
THE INNER SELF THAT MAKES ME WHOLE,
THAT BUILD ON TRUST & EMPATHY
IT IS SOMETHING YOU KNOW WAS MEANT TO BE
Tick Tok
Rise and Set
You’ll never know
Who you just met
Pinch yourself, wake up
You won’t escape us
It’s what forms us
When the dark nights grow darker tgan the darkest of souls,Light a bright light that lights all the hearts abright.
When the prickly thorns prick on your stubby li'l toesRise above 'em and pluck out that lovely red rose
To be honest……
The most amazing thing I could say about myself is….
Okay! I see you’re impatient but I love the suspense!
The fact that I have ADHD completely rocks my socks.
Remember that time you fell off your bike,
And the neighbor saw you and asked if you were alright?
Then you proceeded to pretend you hadn't injured your rear end,
And got back on your bike and started riding again.
Senior Year sucked.Broken spirits and broken exesCutthroat academics and cutthroat schoolmatesMistakenly jealous and mistakenly focused
We forgot how to careI forgot you stood there
Words are funny, sometimes.
It used to be that "awesome" and "awful" meant much the same thing.
The kind of thing that, well--
There is beauty all around us
In people young
And those whom time has made old.
Even in things unpleasant;
They can place us on the right road.
Though no path is the wrong one,
Some are a better fit,
You know what is awesome? The heat in the summer
The changing leaves in Autumn
Nature's beauties surround us
However, we may have forgot about them
Amazing creatures that share this planet
See my wrinkles as evidence that I have laughed.
See my failing eyes as evidence that I have seen the world.
See my labored breath as evidence that I have inhaled all I could out of life.
Through years of sorrow and so much pain
I thought I’d never see the day
When everything changed
I want everything to be awesome,
I want my loved one to be handsome,
My education to be wholesome,
When I was little girl.
I would often have my eyes closed.
My father thought that I closed them because I was ready for a nap.
My mother thought I had allergies.
My brothers thought I was crazy.
I stare at my paper
Glaring at my score as if it will get better
Wishing that the pain iv'e been through would hopefully shed light onto this
that this can make it feel worthwhile
so i won't feel ridiculed
What a world it is for me, I 've over came so many things.
From abuse, to fights, to yells, and doubts I am amazed to say I''ve come around.
I love you for the way you look at me
When you hold me I never want to let go
You left for the military about a year ago
I only get to see you about twice a year now
Big eyes
Epic battles
Adorable outfits
Zany people
I'm filled to the gills with them
And frankly, I'm fine with that.
I'm glad to be the queen of them
As I press my pen to paper
Allowing the ink to spill along the page
New feelings begin to come over me
As if I'm becoming the real me
Any worries that are filling my mind
Like what project is due today
That you're awesome.
The way you always nap at 4:30 in the afternoon
the way you get really really happy about a full moon
the way you get cranky if you don't get to eat
There’s something glorious about being a woman
Like the feel of Saturday mornings when you don’t have to go anywhere
And the sky is painted with lilacs and periwinkle and you wonder
“Why do I ever go to Sunday school
Clinking glasses,
laughing voices,
the human warmth surrounds us all,
food with friends
is nourishment of the soul,
drinks with lovers
give life to creativity.
Life is awesome
You wanna know something about yourself?
yes you, reading this poem, expecting some la dee dah.
You write your own story
your own choices
your own life
and you know what?
What does awesome mean to you?
When you think of awesome
You think of that great big success
You think of acing that end-of-year test
We think of celebrations and parties
And being our best
Everything is awesome.
Everything is awesome when you see it as awesome.
The melody is soothing;
The lyrics are moving.
The bass is booming!
Music is awesome!
It helps you through times;
The music has funny rhymes.
The intensity climbs!
Music is awesome!
The melody is soothing;
The lyrics are moving.
The bass is booming!
Music is awesome!
It helps you through times;
The music has funny rhymes.
The intensity climbs!
Music is awesome!
Mistakes clutter my past in piles of trash.
Like shattered glass in overgrown grass—
Though not apparent at a first glance,
Whenever given the slightest chance
My mistakes will rudely raise their voices
One, two, three, four
two, two, three, four
Keepng count of the measures
as the beat carries on.
Pain shows
happiness is heard,
many emotions portrayed
in the piece being played.
Life descends upon us unawares
living is a beauty so beguiling
As a human subject to her whim
how could you not embrace her smiling?
To awaken with such potential
Life- the Wondrous, Awe-Inspiring Phenomenon
The earth is full of awesome things
It’s such an overwhelming, astonishing place.
Canyons, Oceans, valleys and peaks
Dive into it, fall deeper and deeper,
watch as the leaves wisp by, covered in honey light,
moving through the wind like coordinated dancers.
Feel the heat; absorb, consume,
One day I met a beautiful rainbow. "Will I ever be happy?" is what she thought. You see, this rainbow had been through a lot. "Every raindrop is a lesson well-taught". She did not know what she sought, until one day.
Awesome isn't shiny things
and all the joy that shiny cars may bring
Awesome is the simple things
The things like good morning texts
and I love you so I waited for you.
Awesome are the words that
He thought the sky was falling,
And i felt it shatter ever day as the sun was setting,
She landed on my eyes, we always fall together
She blushes as the sun is put to rest,
The squawking of the seagulls
the calmness of the waves
seashells shining gracefully
in golden sunlit caves.
The shakiness of sand,
beneath the frollickers' feet,
Everything is awful...
Went to college for three years straight ... including summers
Wasted every weekend studying for exams
Broke my pelvis in a car accident
Lived with roommates who drove me crazy
A is for amazement as
W is who what where, while
E can be everything and
S is so beyond compare.
When you don‘t know whether to hide
Or to run
Or to scream
When it becomes too hard to risk
When You...
When you close your eyes, what do you see?
Do you imagine standing next to me?
One word…
Then the galaxies and the planets spread across the vast universe and the stars found their place in the cosmos
One word…
Oh, the places we go
I've been to many states
but I will forever be drawn to New Mexico
I grew up here and seen it all
The mountains are the color of watermelon at sunset
Whether the sun is out
or the sky is gray
If I'm with my friends
or alone all day,
I realize I'm awesome
in my own way,
Life is awesome,
hip hip hooray!
Sometimes I feel sad,
Autism is Awesome
Autism brings negativity and ignites your creativity
Autism can bring you down and Autism can lift you up
Autism brings challenges but Autism creates hard work
A warm pair of pants on a cool winter's morn;
Weekend at the lake house with a great set of friends;
Earning that first paycheck for a hard day's work;
Sewing quilts for the homeless out of your own goodwill;
Your harsh words rain relentlessly.
There’s no shelter when I’ve let down every wall.
Here is what is incredibly and unbelievably awesome, my best friends.
But when it comes to my friends awesome doesn’t quite get the job done.
Its words like extraordinary, remarkable, and astonishing that describe my friends.
A whole new world
Gently hurled
The future sparkles with the stars
Wide open space with bars
Opportunity, possibility, life and death
...Just focus on the breath
Here I want to write about a galaxy.
I want to paint a picture with a slim-tipped brush on the inside of your mind.
It will have milky skys and dark summer nights
and holes in mysterious places.
There is light and then shadow, silhouettes of darkness,
For life shares these disasters our minds cannot harness,
I tell you this glass that is told half full,
That it is full indeed with body and soul
Don't worry about Tomorrow, just worry about Today.
Don't worry about Tomorrow, that's what they always say.
Yesterday I had my troubles, and tomorrow is my victories,
I dream of a day where freedom is tangible.
The fallacy in believing this taxed and restricted freedom
Freedom with limitation is no freedom at all.
Enslaved by means of a psychological militia.
I went to the counsler
they asked me what i wanted to be
what i wanted to do
"this is your future" they say
but they never ask "Who"
sometimes what you do isn't who you are
a lot of times its hard:
My scrubs are freshly pressed
My hands are washed and cleaned
I’m ready to take care of my favorite little ones
But first I must make the Dean’s
List of things to do
To make my dreams come true
Every morning the golden sun rises
And every night the same sun sets
In between every crackle of light, there is something left
Behind that you may have missed.
I reach the bottom floor
and turn west, toward home.
If I hurry, I’ll make it back before
the kids, and Karrin’s lethal words
can question the hickeys,
burning like Red Stars.
The tears well up for there’s nothing I can do,
“I am worthless”, I think,
I can’t even breakthrough,
The tests that I have failed and the goals that I’ve missed,
I suddenly remember it all,
Everything is awesome, even if it's not, yes it is.
So much has happened since the foundation of this world
So much that the days seem gloomy
Thinking too hard turns you into a looney
I sit here waiting,wondering if the time is near. The time when he can no longer take the words from your mouth. Words that twist like daggers in his soul, thrust from hands that never thought twice.
Why do you hate me? Why are you so mad?
That is so sad, you want me to fail so bad.
I make moves that are prominent
Your words are so clamorous.
And your apathetic & I think that's it's pathetic.
They want the old me because I am to advanced
I don't regret the set backs , even though it's not in the plan.
Driving ahead but my mind is stuck in the past
Feeling trapped like how a genie gets stuck in a glass.
Life it's just life
Life is a journey, a story, a purpose
Life is for the rich the poor
Life is for the believer and non-believer
Life is a stage for every human to perform differently
I woke up this Friday morning and thought, "everything is awesome"
Misty clouds grew gray overhead and rain water fell from the sky
Drops of dew covered my garden and caused my roses to blossom
The rays of light crept through the blinds.
Each ray travelled a seperate path.
One particular ray came my way.
It peeked under the blanket.
It took me into a warm embrace of hugs and kisses.
All my friends last year were awful
they used me and abused me then tossed me to the side
and all the stress this year is undeniable
Like a bag of breaks weighing down my spine
I hope you look in the mirror one day
and stand tall and proud
with your wonderful face
and beautiful eyes.
I hope you look at yourself with so much love
that the world around you can feel it radiating
Laughter is crying
From the mouth instead of the eyes
A constant reaction
Carried by the human nerve
Sort of a chemical reaction in the mind
Solved by society's viewpoint of life
Humor is sadness
I am what you call a loner,
a nerd,
a person who isn't so.. into herself.
He is.. different.
He is so much more than different, at least to me.
You, my friend, can be an everyday hero.
You may not know this, but you have powers.
Well not like a the ones you see in the comics and movies,
But you still have powers that really matter.
I'm awesome.
At least that's what everyone else seems to say.
What happens when all except my "awesome" self
Can be suggestive to view me this way?
Constant, consistent, continuous compliments
Everything is awesome. That is quite true. Everything is awesome. Just like me and you. We are all awesome in our own way. We are all awesome, you can tell by everything we say.
Life is awesome
The day breaks, my body aches
My vertebrae fuse, my limbs hurt to move
Infusion treatments in store
Whoa is me at seventeen
Do I have to get out of bed?
As I sit here writing this,
A cube of red substance sits on my arm.
The slippery, liquidy solid,
That came from dust and water.
The wondrous fluid that holds its shape.
Beginning in a world young and new, that is awesome. Growing up learning and understanding what you can do, that is awesome.
"Baseline," the lady yelled
We ran to the line to begin practice
The sound of the whistle rung our ears and we sprinted to the other side and back
