Ma. Evyra Hazel DC.

Samonte July 11, 2017

BSED 4G (English) Dr. Dinia Delfina Reyes

Teacher
(chain poem)

Greet your teacher

Who builds your future

Be a friend of teacher

They will fill you with good feature

They are like your parents

Who will give you a number of talents

Teachers are those priests

Who show you the way to Christ

Their scolding are that love

Which makes your life easy from the tough

They are those judge

Who never teach you to be a budge

Teachers always teach you truth

Which makes your life full of fruit

So teachers are the only one

Who spend their lives to make your life full of fun

Ma. Evyra Hazel DC. Samonte July 11, 2017
BSED 4G (English) Dr. Dinia Delfina Reyes

Tree
(shape poetry)

I
am
A tree who
Reaches out to you
With love will share.
I am here to embrace,
My branches of tenderness,
I am a tree which extends,
Water me in tender care
As I stand by your side
Extending my heart always
Ma. Evyra Hazel DC. Samonte July 11, 2017
BSED 4G (English) Dr. Dinia Delfina Reyes

Nameless
Intentions of detentions have prevention inventions. Attention I mention, fiction when you
listen to the correction of life's mission.

Come get some if you miss them. Then kiss them, with glum chums for the slums. That's not
dumb lets have rum, just for fun, i just won as you lose em.

You must train, this insane living in my brain. There's no shame, just a blame to a name, our
lame gain for rain so drain this fame from your life which is the Game.
Ma. Evyra Hazel DC. Samonte July 11, 2017
BSED 4G (English) Dr. Dinia Delfina Reyes

Psychosis
(found poem)

We're all mad here.

Surviving dead
Blood thirsty creatures
Silvers and golds
Notes and cards.
Screeching screams in the night
Wolves silenced by the frowning moon
Yelling children
Drunken fathers
Thieves of innocence
Food that cannot be eaten
Metal to metal
Guns n' gangs
Hunger
Poverty
Murder
Rage.
Creeping
Stalking
Taking
killing
Creatures locked in prison cells
Creatures lurk, disguised in disguise
Turf wars
Wolf in wolf's fur that fails to fit
Fits
 Slits
Titbits
Pistol whips and
Quick tips
Trenchtowns
Slums
Poor millionaire
Plural.
Misoverstandings;
Understandings, we'll call them.
Look down
Sit down
Shut down
Lay down
Sign out.
Credit checks and barcodes
Exploitation
Infusion
Confusion
Institutions
Misuse
Abuse
Abstruse
Man's soul misplaced
And
His eyes
His hands
His heart
His love
His peace
His life
Alike.
Ma. Evyra Hazel DC. Samonte July 11, 2017
BSED 4G (English) Dr. Dinia Delfina Reyes

The End
(found poem 2)

We all are waiting for

The end.
Where our
Romantic fairy tale,
Horrific adventure,
can finish.

Some chapters of our

Novel lives are endless.
Filled with mystery.
But for the most part
We see different forms
of comedic experiences
To drag us out of the boring
Slums of our selves.

We are waiting for our novel's end

But I hope my own goes out with
A bang.