#junior poems on Hello Poetry

Sandile JUNIOUR Oct 2015

Life a mans best gift
Life has no friends
But makes more friends
Life is good
But life is bad
The unsung rythm
Of mischievous delirious
Melodic hypnotizing
Song of life is unknown
Life has a stellar evolution
And a fish out of water

Life is a treat paid with
Your silenced soul life
Is fun, just like a pond
It evaporates so enjoy
Life leave space for
Disappointment

Life is great
But dont get to comfortable
Or u might wear the mask of happiness

#junior #sandile

Sandile JUNIOUR Oct 2015

50 ways to say goodbye

goodbye the word with more
emotion then others
7 letters representing 50 feelings
50 ways to say goodbye
seperated by the train of life
i never got to say goodbye
eye to eye

#follow #junior #sandile

Sandile JUNIOUR Oct 2015

FATHER CAME

father said he would show
up after work me
and my mom waited
for him we called
him he never picked
up his phone
I was too anxious to
see him I was standing
on my toes at the window
waiting for father to
arrive then after an hour
my little toes couldn't
carry me and the exitment
disappeared my body was
of an electrical cattle
I tried to be cool but I had already
reached my boiling point
and my range coming out like
steam from my body

father said he would come
and he did I had no patient
I had a great night with
my dad I love my dad

funny dad
awesome dad
he came

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Milo Clover Aug 2015

Junior Kimbrough in Baton Rouge

Our thoughts of time travel
burnt-up when Junior
sang The Blues.

Foreign creature.
***** voodoo muppet.

His spaniel’s moan,
a call to mud,
digging deep like
“woo-woo-woo”

Smacking the past in the chin,
he dipped a laden lead melon
in a barrel of black molasses.
A slow lowering,
tender sinew slackened.
Unclawed-
the orb traversed his finger tips
nicking his nails on the way earthward.
The black drink parts then
floods back where it once was,
coating the cold round load
as it sank down below
the Mason-Dixon line.

Junior gurgled in slow-mo
dipped his Gibson
and stirred the stew,
made the black brew dribble over
the barrel’s shoulders
and puddle in the thick sticky
corners and cracks of
the Juke’s oak planks.

He fished it out then
-bladaplowplow-
-WHAP!!-
split that melon in half,
no knife, they used the trap,
then Junior took his break
to take a nap
in Baton Rouge.

blues great Junior Kimbrough's one of a kind sound

#the #line #blues #place #rogue #- #baton #junior #kimbrough #mason-dixon

Shana Jan 2015

Untitled

I'm Hurt,
I'm Scared,
I'm Sad,
But most of all,
I'm Tired.

I'm Tired of not being good enough,
tired of doing everything wrong,
tired of listening to everyone fighting,
tired of being your puppet,
just tired.

And the funny thing is,
you don't even see it,
and you excuse?
your tired too.

But the meaning is very different,
while you catch up on hours of sleep,
I sink deeper into my own thoughts,
my own misery.

But if you knew,
what I was truly tired of,
you'd say its my own fault,
and tell me I'm fine.

#friends #poem #sad #highschool #teen #writing #family #idk #parents #junior

belle Sep 2014

high school.

the loneliness comes over me like a tsunami, there is no hope in escaping,
"everywhere is the same". thats all i get. im stuck in a long tunnel with a debatable light glowing at the end. being different is both a blessing and a curse. being have made it this far, i do my best to warn others. if you don't fit the 'mold' then you need to move on else where, or you'll be trapped like myself. forced surrounded by a molded population, stuck in-between trying to fit in, and trying to remain the person that started this 4 year journey. High school is hell. and being "popular" isn't fulfilling, fake smiles, fake laughs, it's all a show really. everyone is just trying to survive, but it's not that simple. generation after generation we have been taught that fitting in is the only possible way. "try and blend. it'll make things easier. We love you, but the others may not see in you what we do". it's not worth not being happy. you know, things are really more ****** up than i chose to believe. I ignore the fact that I really have no true friends at my school. I ignore the idea of getting back with someone only because they make life easier. I ignore the ****** up place i've been placed in by my parents.
I know I'm young. I know i haven't experienced all there is to be experienced. but i do know high school. and it's just too much.

junior.

#truth #life #highschool #boyfriend #teen #thoughts #hard #school #popular #junior

A Sep 2014

Highschool

freshman year
Happy, scared, young, full, and ready for whatever it is thats about to hit you.
You loose your bestfriend, and your virginity.
You gain a new clique, and a body count.

sophomore year
your freshman expertise kick in and you think youve got the feel for the highschool life.
You fail chemistry, and go to your first party.
you are now a ****
You think youre cooler than your ex
bestfriend because you have ten bucks saying that shes never had a boy see her underwear or that shes never been as drunk at you.

junior year
You spent your summer in therapy, in
and out of mental hospitals because your eating disorder became deadly, and all of the friends you partied with cut you off because your newest bestfriend convinced you to sleep with one of their exs.
You come back to school as dead as
you have ever been and you spend every lunch period in the art room painting your sorrows away and you spend every night at home doing the same only this time your wrist becomes the canvas.

seinor year**
Your down to one medication a day now and you have commited social suicide all summer by staying in to gaurd yourself from turning to drugs and alcohol again to hide the pain. Graduation is arround the corner and you realize you could finally be happy once this is all over.

Happy to be out of that hell hole, but inspired by scho starting again.

#friends #suicide #senior #freshman #junior #sophomore #highscho #cliques

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