Can You Imagine..
A bike with no wheels.
The concert in silence.

Football with out a ball.
Mardi Gras without king cake.

A sky with no moon.
A world without houses.

Coke without acid.
A car without sound.




I hate it when..

I get yelled at by my mom.
I get in trouble at school.
I get bad grades.
The teachers aggravates me.
When people talk about me.
I have a bad relationship with friends.
I'm at home by myself.
I am hungry.
When my stomach hurt.




I am..

I am nice,and well spoken.
I wonder what I might get for my birthday.
I see people walking around back and forth.
I want my life two be much better.
Iam nice,and well spoken.

I pertend going to the mall getting what I want.
I feel like having fun today.
I touch water fallen from a drain/dam.
I worry about how I might be in the future.
I cry when people die.
Iam nice,and well spoken.

I understand you live your life 1 time.
I say nice,well done,good day.




Someday..
Someday I will become an actor.
Someday I will be a fashion star.
Someday I will be what I want to be.
Someday I will forget the past.
Someday I will dream about the future.
Someday I will be rich.
Someday I will run a runway.
Someday I will love and then live my life.







One window is all I need...

One window is all I need
to see what happen 6 years from now.
to lose my life or love of it to
see myself for what i suppose to be.

One window is all I need
to see people I never seen
to see who I really am
to adventures trips all over
to live and become something special.
by: Antionette Banks




I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud by William Wordsworth
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed and gazed but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.






Life Is Fine by Langston HughesI went down to the river,
I set down on the bank.
I tried to think but couldn't,
So I jumped in and sank.

I came up once and hollered!
I came up twice and cried!
If that water hadn't a-been so cold
I might've sunk and died.

But it was Cold in that water! It was cold!

I took the elevator
Sixteen floors above the ground.
I thought about my baby
And thought I would jump down.

I stood there and I hollered!
I stood there and I cried!
If it hadn't a-been so high
I might've jumped and died.

But it was High up there! It was high!

So since I'm still here livin',
I guess I will live on.
I could've died for love
But for livin' I was born

Though you may hear me holler,
And you may see me cry
I'll be dogged, sweet baby,
If you gonna see me die.

Life is fine! Fine as wine! Life is fine!







The Man He Killed by Thomas HardyHad he and I but met
By some old ancient inn,
We should have set us down to wet
Right many a nipperkin!

But ranged as infantry,
And staring face to face,
I shot at him as he at me,
And killed him in his place.

I shot him dead because
Because he was my foe,
Just so: my foe of course he was;
That's clear enough; although

He thought he'd 'list, perhaps,
Off-hand like--just as I
Was out of work--had sold his traps
No other reason why.

Yes; quaint and curious war is!
You shoot a fellow down
You'd treat, if met where any bar is,
Or help to half a crown.







Petals by Amy LowellLife is a stream
On which we strew
Petal by petal the flower of our heart;
The end lost in dream,
They float past our view,
We only watch their glad, early start.
Freighted with hope,
Crimsoned with joy,
We scatter the leaves of our opening rose;
Their widening scope,
Their distant employ,
We never shall know. And the stream as it flows
Sweeps them away,
Each one is gone
Ever beyond into infinite ways.
We alone stay
While years hurry on,
The flower fared forth, though its fragrance still stays.





Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.