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PostPosted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 1:57 pm


I will be posting old poems here in this form. These are poems from middle school and high school that I had to write for class. Please tell me what you think.
PostPosted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 1:59 pm


Hate
Everywhere I go there are people. When I look into their eyes I see all sorts of things. Do you want to know what I see? I see hate, disgust, and more but mostly hate. Everyday, everywhere I turn endless and endless amounts of hate and disgust. I wonder why. What did I do? Why do I see this in everyone’s eyes? They try to hurt me, they try to kill me. Just tell me why you hate me, disgusted with me. Tell me why.

This poem is written from the monsters point of view about all the hate he was receiving from man kind and he didn’t know why. He still had his innocents about the reason so here he is questioning the world why it hates him and what had he done wrong.

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PostPosted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 2:00 pm


From the shadows

Each day I’m in the shadows watching people go by. From the shadows I see children play, teens chat, and adults talk and watch their young ones play. I listen to what they say even if they don’t say anything at all their bodies almost say it all. I see pleads cries and begs for help in their own special way. I have pleads help even though I don’t say or show it. I stay in the shadows where it feels safe even though most people stay away from the shadows as if they were evil. I have been in the shadows so long that if I wasn’t a creature of it before I am now.

This is another poem written in the eyes of the monster. This is his curious stage when he is observing everyone but is still hiding in the shadows. He comes to realize that he isn’t like the others and learns things about human nature and how they react.
PostPosted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 2:01 pm


Torturer

People think they know what torture is, they don’t. Very few do and I mean very few. Torture is when I get shackles with metal thorns on the inside of them put around my wrist and ankles. Blood runs out of old sores and new wounds. Whip marks and more score my body. They want to hear me scream in pain. But I won’t scream, not anymore. There is fire in my eyes and a deadly sound in my throat. He has me chained, I want him dead. He will die before I do.

In this poem the monster is expressing the torment he has suffered threw and how it affected him at first and caused him pain and disappear. At first it had placed a great toll on him but as time past by it didn’t affect him as much and all that pain and anger turned into something dark. He wanted revenge on those who had caused him harm.

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