Poetry Anthology

POETRY ANTHOLOGY \"THE POET IS A LIAR WHO ALWAYS SPEAKS THE TRUTH\" - JEAN CORTEAU BY: MALAIKA MUHAMMAD

TABLE OF CONTENTS I AM POEM ACROSTIC POEM LOOK IN THE MIRROR PEOM DIAMANTE POEM PYRAMID POEM BIOGRAPHICAL POEM HAIKU POEM OPPOSITE POEM PARTS OF SPEACH POEM SENSORY POEM

I AM POEM I am hopeful and daring I wonder if peace will ever exist I hear my heartbeat as thoughts concur my mind I see unjust acts prevail, and criminals run free I want happiness and content I am hopeful and daring I pretend emotions dont phase me I feel overwhelemed and stressed when under pressure I touch the broken peices in hopes of repairing what once was whole I worry my struggles will become a part of who I am I cry when I am upset and happy I understand that I cannot fuflil the wants of everyone I say live life like every moment counts as you dont know if the next one is guarenteed. I hope racism, violence, and unjust acts come to abolishment I am hopeful and daring

ACROSTIC POEM GRANT JACKSON survivor S UFFERING LEADS TO STENGTH U NDERSTADNING LEADS TO PATIENCE R EMEMBERING YOUR REASON TO FIGHT LEADS TO VICTORY V ALUE COMES FROM THE HEART NOT THE MIND I MPOSSIBLE BECOMES POSSIBLE V ISION OF ACCEPTANCE AND GRATITUDE FILLS THE HEART O BSTCLES ARE NOT A CHALENGE THEY HAVE A MEANING R EALIZING THIS SACRIFICE YOU ACCOMPLISH TRUE GREATNESS

LOOK IN THE MIRROR I Look in the mirror and what do I see? A compassionate, hardworking, loyal person looking at me I'm really good at being confident, whilst helping people and love to cook and spend time with my family I spend lots of time doing homework and making notes and I can't wait for Eid when we can all dress up and shine I could improve my communication skills with people in my life and playing sports more actively is hard for me but, I know if I try, I'll be the best I can be.

DIAMANTE POEM EVIL MALICE, DECETE CORRUPTING, DESTROYING, SUFFERING WICKEDNESS, MELOVELENT, UNRIGHTOUS, HURTFUL REDEEMING,HOPING, SAVING CARE, JUSTICE HAPPINESS

PYRAMID POEM SYMPATHY COMPASSION, PITY UNDERSTANDING, CARING, SYMPATHIZING TO LIVE IN HEARTS WE MUST LEAVE BEHIND A SYMATHIZING PAST. DO YOU HAVE THAT PAST?

BIOGRAPHICAL POEM MALAIKA Is caring, optimisic, generous and thoughful love gentleness, kindness and the safety of others around is good at encouraging people, staying motivated, and keeping a positive attitude Who feels sadness at others downfall, overhwelmed and stresed about small thinigs in life who needs inspiration, good environment, and healthy food wants to see the world in peace and comfort who fears tragedy, loosing a loved one, and feeling empty. who tries to enjoy life to the fullest who likes to wear strength and bravey at it's purest a resident of Toronto, Ontario MUHAMMAD

HAIKU POEMS A BEAUTIFUL DAY THE WIND IS PLEASANT THE SUN IS SHINING BRIGHTLY EVERYTHING IS PEACEFUL MOONLIGHT SHIIMMERING BRIGHTLY BEAMING AS IT CASTS SHADOWS SITS THE LONELY MOON

OPPOSITE POEM I love spending time with my family I dislike being apart of conflicts I have a reason for everything I do I want people aroud me to have a positive energy and similar values My firends say I am a hard worker, and should enjoy small victories rather than working endlessly My family says I am the most lovable daughter, and to have faith in everything. One day I will accomplish all my goals, and abittions in life I will never put my wants before others needs My favorite foods are: fries, pizza, and lasagna I'l never eat fish, spinach, or seafood I feel sad when my silence is taken advantage of I feel happy when I am around my loved ones, family, and friends. I feel safe when people are there when I need them most I feel scared when my feelings are disregarded

PARTS OF SPEACH POEM WINTER COLD AND CHILLY SLEDDING, AND TOBBOGONING JOYFULY SEPTEMBER A WARRIOR RECKLESS BUT CARING SURVIVNG AND COMMITING COURAGEOUSLY CARRYING HOPE SOLDIER

SENSORY POEM GUILT IS RED IT SOUNDS LIKE DECIETFULNESS AND BETRAYAL, PENETRATING WOUNDS ON THE HEART IT TASTES LIKE A BURNT CAKE WHICH WAS ONCE FULL OF COLOR, NOW TURNED TO CRISP IT SMELLS BITTER LIKE SADNESS ON A PRETTY FLOWER. OR THE BLOOD OF 100 SOLDIERS GUILT FEELS LIKE SALT ON OPEN WOUNDS