Poetry III
Reflections...
In addition to poems on the pandemic, Newark Tech students submitted many poems on different topics. Please take a look at what our students decided to write about.
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Ana Flores
Sonnet Poem
Love is like an addiction
It shouldn't be fiction
Love can cause trouble
It’s like you are a trap in a bubble
Love cause so much pain
It can make you insane
Love may not seem so fun
Be with someone who would last in the run
Love might make you feel better
It can make writing a love letter
Love sound so sweet
It might help you feel complete
Love is not as bad
Be with someone who will make you glad
Ana Flores
Newark
People in Newark has been through a lot
Every day people are getting shot
In Newark, there can be hope
Although people may say nope
People may shoot when they drive
Just be glad you're still alive
People in Newark fight
Be careful at night
Newark can be improved
Bad things will be removed
Jenell Perez
The Best Part Of Christmas
The best part of Christmas
Isn’t seeing the bright shining lights,
Nor seeing the snowfall down from the sky,
Nor the many presents under the tree.
The best part of Christmas
Isn’t when your dancing to Christmas songs,
Nor singing to Christmas songs,
Nor making an amazing gingerbread house.
The best part of Christmas
Is actually when you’re seeing the bright shining lights with your family,
Is when you’re seeing the snowfall down from the sky with your family,
Is when you open presents with your family.
The best part of Christmas
Is when your singing and dancing with your family,
Is when you have a family to go to when it Christmas,
Is when you can spend Christmas with those who you call family.
Juan David Morocho
A Wonderful Time
What do you call that time
Where they can see the beautiful snow
Where people wouldn’t be like a sour lime
Where it was cold but giving you a warm feeling from its blow
Where unwrapping paper to find a sort of special surprise
You knew that you were good so here's your prize
Sofia Corea
Snow Falls
The snow falls
and my mom calls.
I look at the falling snow.
and see it glow.
I walked excitedly through the hall.
the smell of chocolate hitting my nose.
I drink my hot chocolate
I smile and laugh beside my family.
the best way of celebrating Christmas is best together.
Nickalos Deodatt
Christmas Time
Me and my family gathering around the Christmas tree
But before that, we all brush our teeth.
Just like a regular day, we do our regular things
Wake up, say merry Christmas, take a shower, brush our teeth and eat breakfast.
We eat our usual Christmas morning breakfast, which mom always makes and brings
After that, we come together as a family, ready for the best part of the day
But before that, we pray.
My family celebrates the true meaning of Christmas
That is the day Jesus was born and came onto the earth
We always pray before opening our presents, it’s basically a tradition.
But after that, we hurry to open our presents as if it was our ambition.
Family and friends come over for dinner, and we enjoy our time laughing and chatting
I wish Christmas was more than one day, so we can continue having family and friends over.
But of course, we have to wait an entire year, just like it’s some crossover or hangover.
Jenell Perez
Me
Dark nights,
Cold air,
Sapphire blue joy written
everywhere. Drops of
water dripping Down
the shining blue sky.
Flying through the thick windy miss,
Like a diamond Owl.
Ecuadorian in my veins written everywhere.
Even though I haven’t been there.
Tall, Sharp, Wise Owl
Flying in-between trees
With my Caramel wings.
Tiptoeing through life shyly
In my own little world.
While hiding my deep
Scars and secrets.
Without having to show my true self
And fake a smile through my crying
While trying not to destroy myself
Making everyone think I’m just a shy owl
Having to have so many secrets to hide
And having to stay in the dark all alone.
Waiting on the shining light to shine on me,
Instead of having to stay in pure darkness
Needing to fake the things I do
Just for the attention
Cause in my world there’s nothing
But sadness, depression, and darkness
While others around me are happy and smile so bright
Thinking I’m the shy, sweet, and innocent little owl
When in reality I’m just a devil with secrets to be told
And a pass that can never be erased.
But in hope that someone finds my dark and sad soul
While also trying to help me bring the light that’s deep inside me
That I once had when I was a little owl
Until it disappeared because of him.
Gianna Molina
Nine months, nine months of happiness and joy.
Nine months of waiting for your child to play with baby toys.
Nine months of thinking, is it a boy or a girl?
The blessing of a new baby is amazing.
You think of a name and your heart starts racing.
November 4 was a special day for my family.
My mother’s option for names at first was Anna Lee.
Nine Months.
Nine months of waiting and waiting.
Nine months of building a nursery.
I was the third child and who knew many more were to come.
Time flies…
Right before your eyes..
I am now 15 and the princess of the house.
At least that’s what my dad says. I've always been his little mouse.
I have two parents who waited for nine months.
And now I’ve grown into an independent hard-working young lady.
I have two hard-working parents and they waited for nine months.
Not just for me but for all my siblings.
Nine months...
Sagine Louis
We Don't Know
People go through things everyday
Things we don't know
Someone is sad
Someone is mad
Someone is lonely
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We don't know what people go through
We think everybody is happy
In reality, were blindsided by the smile they put up
The pain others go through is different then what we assume
We don't know
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We see someone smiling & think they're happy
They cry at night and smile in the day
They lay in bed and wonder what's wrong with them
We see them and think everything is fine and they have everything together
We don't know
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Be there for others
Love others
Be kind to others
Learn others
Because in the end...
We simply don't know what others go through
Sagine Louis
Age
Age is nothing but a number they say
But all I could think of is how I let my life pass away
Not a day goes by that I don’t remember my younger days
Not as much laughter nowadays
Tragedy,greed,and disappointment have overruled my life since then
Wishing something good would come out of my misery again and again
But nothing came
Nothing to soften the pain
I scream at the fact that all I see is grey
But age is nothing but a number they say