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Samantha Dec 2017
I looked through
A poetry zoo
When suddenly
I heard a
"COO!"
And I fell through
Should I ever knew
When the wind blew
I should listen to-
At the bottom,
It's sticky and gross.
Filled with... something,
That I never wanted most.
A small creature
Walked up to me
Little and fluffy
But looks like a tree.
And it said...
"My, my, Sam!
It's like you stepped on Pam.
Don't get turned into ham."
I replied,
"Please don't lie.
Ham is something I like.
How did you even know my name?
I can't tell, but it's not like we are the same."
"How can you be sure?" it said with a smile.
"For you haven't seen me in a really long while."
What else could I do, I thought to myself.
I watched closely as it sat on a shelf.
It yawned and seemed to be sleepy,
But I found this rather creepy.
I just had to run through the water,
But the air got hotter and hotter.
The farther and farther I went,
The more I longed for a vent.
But soon I found
A dark cave with no sound
With nobody else around.
I stood for a bit
Not wanting to sit
But then I heard a-
"SURPRISE!"
The lights went on
As it seemed like a dawn
A cave room for a party
Maybe for a smarty!
Like me...?
Filling the cave were
Little teddy bears... sound, not a stir
They had big beady eyes
And dark red fur
Which I could not despise.
One of them said,
"Happy birthday!"
I was awfully confused,
Was I being used?
"It's not my birthday," I said.
This, I started to dread.
"Who's that behind you?" spoke the little one ahead.
I replied, "Who?"
"Oh, the boy over there.
The one with the sharp teeth
And the creepy smile."
"Wait... WHAT?"
I looked behind me
And saw nobody.
Samantha Dec 2017
This is a poem
A dance of the words
This English language;
Nothing absurd.
In this world
There is a story
I want to keep hidden
Forever in its glory
A story of time
To the future and past
Through grit and grime
Nothing can last.
Every little thing
Galaxies, stars, atoms
Will soon go away
Nothing I can fathom
Now
In my hand holds a pen
I find myself wondering when
I'll just have to tell the truth
To everyone, all the way through
When you don't even try
But your hand just flies
Across the page
Nothing stays
It just rhymes
Every single line
All the time
In my mind.

Every day
There is no way
That anything stays
The same.
Just one little change
Something so strange
A bird out of its cage
Can be blamed.
For,
As this ink flows
So does all I know
I can't let it show
To them.
If they found out
I'd cause a breakout
To those who would pout
But when?

Why is this making me think
That there's ink as blood
And blood as ink?
What kind? How come?
I don't understand
These words in my head and
It may just mean that
I̵̧͓͛'̴̡̓͜M̷̢̻̋ ̷̦̳́C̵͇̉͘Ơ̷͓̄M̸̫̒I̸͔̺̚N̶͖̜͐G̷̨̩͆͝ ̴͒ͅF̶̱̽̓Ō̷̬R̴͉̈́͐ ̶̩̅Y̷̱̳͝͝O̶̦͌̏U̵̱͗.̶̛̱̒

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The first poem I've ever written that I was actually proud of.
Samantha Dec 2017
Few things in life
Bring pleasure
And happiness
Like a friend.

To play games
To share snacks,
To hug,
To love.

To be woken up in the morning
By your notification
That begs and begs
"Get up and play!"

To snuggle with
When it's cold
To stay warm
When snow falls

To hear the
Pitter-patter
Of their feet
Just out the door.

To go outside
Together, forever
Like siblings
Like roommates.

A man's best friend
And a woman's too
Is a happy, loving,
Playful
Dog.
This was my Hello Poetry submission poem. It's about dogs, of course! Sorry that it doesn't rhyme, I usually rhyme my poetry.
Samantha Dec 2017
Hi, I'm Samantha.
I like to write poetry.
Maybe you do too?

It started quite some
Time ago when I thought to
Put words on paper.

Now I'm here, writing
Some simple little haikus
For everybody.

I hope you enjoy
My collection of poems.
Please have a nice day.
I'm so happy to finally be a part of the Hello Poetry community!

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