Classroom

And rings the bell again
Like trained animals
We crowd into the class
Reluctantly the seconds pass
After the teacher-student chasmal
Out come notebooks and pens

Echoing voices lull me to sleep
With open eyes and I wonder
The stories the blackboard could hold
Too insignificant to be told
Swipe the white asunder
Erased lessons in a chalky heap

CHOCOLATE SAUCE AND ICE CREAM

I wrote this one for one of my best freinds, on his birthday. We had been fighting alot and i wanted to be nice! I called it chocolate sauce and ice cream becuase we're always using analogies and this one i liked alot.

No, I will not start a fight
I will not say I was right
And before it’s too late
I want to ask you out on a date

Let’s sit down, me and you
Let’s yell and laugh and be blue
For no matter how odd we seem
We’re like chocolate sauce and ice cream

Through irking irritations
Or curses and damnations
Through trials and tribulations
Or hyperactive elations

Through fluctuating joy and rage
As if all the world’s our stage
Through crazy psychotic dreams
We’re like chocolate sauce and ice cream

Where would I find another Jes,
Who flips my life into a mess?
Only to smile like a little kid
And I forget everything he did

The one who understands my secret codes
Who cracks me up when I’m bored
Who gets me angry and steamed
We’re still chocolate sauce and ice cream

So before I forget, hear what I say
Like it or not, I’m here to stay
And darling I must confess
I’m not in love, but it’s love nonetheless

And know that I’ll always be a pain
A creature driving you insane
But we’re such a wonderful, evil team
Just like chocolate sauce and ice cream!

The Playground

Cautious, I stepped through the grey gates
My world so new, carefree
And I, clutching my mother’s hand
Had butterflies dancing in my tummy

Then a friendly smile, some curious faces
They wanted to meet the new girl
When, you’re younger you’re not so stuck up
So I ran, my hair flying, to the playground

The slide, like a mountain to me
We whooshed down in ecstasy.
The swings, creaking in rhythm
Taking us to the skies with them.
The sand pit of Imagination
Stories and creatures, our simple creations.
And the jungle gym, oh what joy it was
To hang upside down, like orangutans!

Looking back, I see my first friends, who took me in
Lost in the thrill of the slide and swings
And the laughter
How simple it was, with not a worry
And years after,
Our foreheads are only lines of worry

Just a day of cheer
And everything was okay
If only troubles would evaporate
At the playground.

The Trials of School

First period English class
Start reading Shakespeare
Thou art, thee, someone save me!

Prayer not to trip and fall
Sweaty, dirty sports
I kick football over wall.

Math: too many numerals
And calculations
Answer right; oops! Question wrong.

Trying hard to learn Français
Not understanding
Espanol written on board

Physics, Chemistry, Bio
An experiment
Specimen drowns in acid

Boring history of world
People dead and gone
Who cares about yesterday?

Paints, brushes, crayons, paper
After the art class
Best grade for my doodle: F

Bell rings, finally school’s over

Running home to chill

Newest disaster, “Do chores!”