Anger

Anger floods the room,

The fury from us makes a boom,

My anger is a vacuum,

In the giant room,

I keep the anger in my mind,

Instead of yelling I go find,

My room away from the grieve,

To wait until the anger finally leaves.

Today my name is…

Today my name is nervous,

Yesterday my name was bored,

Tomorrow my name will be hard working,

My friends think my name is athletic,

My brother thinks my name is fast,

My parents think my name is naughty,

But secretly, my name is whatever I want it to be.

Baseball Feels

Baseball makes me feel special and happy,

It’s like a magnet to my brain,

Its power is to suck up all my attention like it is steel,

With a mystic, strong and quick athletes unite.

Baseball is a long-lasting dream-game.

In my head, I never want it to go away.

I seek hidden answers in baseball,

The players are amazing and sharp,

It feels as if I opened a door

And stepped into a baseball stadium,

That makes me feel excited,

In my dreams,

Special

And happy

Space’s Hidden Heart

Space dreams of planets and stars.

Space dreams of darkness, forever, and solar systems.

Space dreams of comets, meteors, and asteroids.

I dream of space and I sitting in the middle of a galaxy between space.

Sadness

Sadness wears a jacket

Of gloomiest fogs.

The color

Of the fog is gray. Touch it

And you’ll be a cloud of gloom.

Not your body, but your mind

Until you can’t think

Just sob.

Sadness lives in a gloomy cloud

So no one can bother it.

Fall

The leaves flutter and drop like color rain,

Gray skies droop low like a low ceiling,

A silent day like the frigid Arctic,

And kids could see their breath form as dragon smoke.

Falling with the weather

In summer, sunshine falls on you like a blanket

In spring, it is rain galore everywhere you go

In winter snow falls gently on the ground

But in Fall leaves fall as if they are colored rain