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Vivian Aug 2017
When I am going back to college again,
I will be hoping to make some friends.
Of course I will work my sickened brain,
while staying strong through odd and ends.

I am excited for my future classes,
since I will learn with new buddies.
While I pick up through my glasses,
maybe I shall master during studies.

My instinct is to write and to draw,
because I had people applaud me.
My works have been praised by awe,
so I am ready for anyone to see.

School is really such a big step,
to stride forward into my future!
It is SUPER funny that when I had written this, I didn't know how many words were in it. When I checked its status in Microsoft Word, it actually had exactly ONE HUNDRED words! This one is also in ABAB form (except for that last line) as well.
Vivian Aug 2017
My current life has me sick at home,
and so I do really want to get to school.
I'd be able to meet new friends in dorm(s),
instead of being alone like a dismal fool.

Since college is what I'd need to attend,
it is where I will have to learn from again.
I could also gladly make more friend(s),
so maybe I could even live in any domain.

I really do need to learn once more,
because I've missed classes as I'm ill.
Even though studying could be a bore,
there is so much I will need to fulfill.
It is SUPER funny that when I had written this on here, I didn't know how many words were in it. When I c&p'ed it in Microsoft Word to check its status, it actually had exactly NINETY-NINE words! That had me edit "I'll" to "I will" for it have ONE HUNDRED words, as my other poems do. This one is also in ABAB form as well.
Vivian Jun 2017
There was once a little pleasant boating party,
with a bunch of neighbors meeting up to chatter.
While sitting outside, they each spoke up heartily,
about how their lives were going about any matter!

While everyone were chatting in engaging gossip,
they all drank either delightful tea or wine as well.
Each cup was so sweet, almost as a  precious blossom,
because various chalices each had a delightful smell!

That get-together was unquestionably very lively,
since anyone who was on that boat spoke sweetly.
All of the people idolized the celebration brightly,
so each had their behaviors to accompany neatly!
This poem is in ABAB form and has exactly 100 words.
Vivian Apr 2017
I always webcam with CJ on Facebook,
since we actually became friends from there!
Everyday, we'd give each other nice look(s),
and sometimes, funnily even just STARE!

While we were talking today with each other,
it'd been, actually, almost past my dinner time!
I heard a strong call from my Daddy, not Mother,
who screamed being downstairs was a full CRIME!

He yelled at me for answering from upstair(s),
telling me I never follow his strict rule(s)!
I guess there're lots that are actually fair,
but I really still do feel like a fool...

That's why I wanted to die.
This poem's in ABAB form (except for that sad, last line - free verse) and, as most of my other writings, has 100 words.
Vivian Apr 2017
Of course, everybody has a mind,
for their brain to works their way.
It is worked out for mankind(s),
so such head functions each day!

As our soul go with our brain,
of course our spirit go along too.
We speak, to always obtain,
by all means, we'd always grew!

Our heart grow along as well,
definitely lovely as we regard.
Bodies express feelings, and tell,
as what we should find, starred!

I hope we will then indeed understand,
to grasp feeling, of how to know.
For while noticing is not a command,
any heart and soul, of course, show!
Vivian Apr 2017
With my sickness, I'm a monster:
Encephalitis has made me wrong.
Every month, I get to my doctor,
who tells me to actually stay strong!

For I seem like such a horrid being,
my disease formed me to that.
I'm now in a nightmare, dreaming,
since my head’s just spat!

It's sad I sound like a freak,
I've really lost most of my friends.
How I'm now, like a geek,
it just seemed like the end!

Suicide was what I'd thought of:
but good thing I then got through.
Since every lives’ great to adore,
no one’s should ever look blue!
I hate how I've been sighing so much these days...
Vivian Apr 2017
Of course we always do learn,
while attending any schools.
That should then have us concern,
how we must comprehend rules!

Do you know what “you’re” means?
It is both “you are” combined!
Those two words'd make teams:
can't you keep them in mind?!

Teachers'd teach us for sure,
having us properly study a lot.
When I see “your” for “you’re”,
my mind steams up, pretty hot!

Gosh, it's really, being so weird:
lots of folks just don't understand.
People'd need their heads cleared,
considering grammar's command!

Sheesh, guys, please of now upon you: how we need APOSTROPHES with "re"!
This poem is about my annoyance at how some folks can't understand "you're" and is in ABAB form (except for that sad, necessary last stanza/rule).
It has 100 words, as my other works do too.
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