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 May 2013
Tiffany Marie
The days may feel slow
but I swear time passes so fast.
So this is me, telling you,
take advantage of the time you have.

Time is a complicated scenario
that cannot be described in any amount
of colorful adjectives.

Time is the dreams at your fingertips
and the bittersweet opportunities you can taste
at the tip of your tongue.

Time is the walk to the end of the shaky pier,
as the fluorescent red and pink sunset
fades to dusk.

Time is the moth that hopelessly follows the light.

It’s the rejected and the abandoned.

Time is the experience
behind a young soldiers
aging eyes.

Time is the constant reminder
that you will see someone take their last breath,
but you will never experience the last wave
climb upon the shore.

So don’t wait for the good
that’s coming tomorrow,
because what if tomorrow
never comes?

Time is limited,
now is infinite.
In creative writing, we had to write a poem of advice to someone.  This was my personal outcome.
 May 2013
Rosie Cheek Kisses
People are mysterious,
We all have stories,
Secrets to keep,
We all have our lies,
Truth,
Most importantly we all know pain,
It is always the ones with the most pain,
Who become the targets,
From other people they are judged,
It's a very strange process,
Giving more pain to the pain,
They already suffer,
Take time to think,
Before you judge a person,
Ask yourself what they may be going through,
What happened in the past that affected who they are,
All they are trying to do,
Is figure out why they are here,
Who they are,
Sometimes they get blinded by judgement,
They get negative answers,
They think negative thoughts,
Then they become someone....
Wrong for who they were supposed to be.

It's also the strongest people,
Who have been through the most pain,
They suffered through all,
Found themselves in a better place,
Lit up there lives,
Ignored all the judgement,
And forgave those who put them in pain,
They grew from their experiences,
They never gave up,
They followed fate,
It brought them to a stronger place.
 May 2013
Sharina Saad
Do you like eating buns everyday?
Fantastic taste when its freshly baked
Putting all the correct spices
Would enhance the taste and texture

The dough may not be perfect sometimes
Creativity may help to improve
Well do you need perfection everytime?
Its the heart you put in it, all that matters
your loved ones you think of
when you knead the dough
the smiling face of your daughters
when the aroma fills the air...
The satisfaction and appreciation
When the buns melt in the mouth..
Bake with love...
Eaten by all not just one
Baked by Madam Sherry
Omitting both blueberry and Strawberry
The fresh baked buns... anyone wants one?
 May 2013
Sharina Saad
The clock is ticking
Time is running
Let’s turn to him
Before the world ends
How much good deeds?
Have we started to measure?
Is our time coming to an end?
How much time do we have left?
We’ll never know, We do not know
But the clock keeps ticking...
In each blink of the eyes..
Tick !Tock !Tick! Tock....
My time and your time keep running...
 May 2013
Skye Applebome
I can't stop smiling
And it's just for today
But I'm happy
and I'd trade almost anything to stay that way.
:D
Our lives are spiderwebs.
Delicate, pure, but Empty.

Sprinkle a little water,
It glows under lights.
Reflecting its own beauty.

Spill a pail of water,
It collapses instantly,
Reaping apart, for eternity.

— The End —