Beautifully Written Poetry

By: Ramandeep MannBeautifully Written Poetry

Acrostic Poem:It is a very big chaiNAbout information, some might be truEOthers might be fake but also neWPeople believe different things that that tend to cause a fusS Narrative Poem:She was always the one,Shooting me down like she had a gun,She couldn't last one day without hurting me,And still she can't see.This has hurt me so much,That I get scared by a touch,Always laughing and calling me names,I'm starting to feel like Pinocchio all over again.She would call out my nose,But we were like a rose,

I was delicate like the petals,But she was ruthless like the thorns.I used to get hurt by it at first,But then it got worse,I couldn't take the pain,And in the end that bubble just had to burst.I started to ignore her like it was the wind talking,Or just walk past her like any other day,But it was just some of the things she said,That took my joy away.I hated the sound of rain,Because it always reminded me of that pain,Those tears that would stream down my face,Like it was Niagara Falls.But by November,It started to get better,She wouldn't call me names,Or even laugh at my face.We were still like a rose,But she wasn’t ruthless anymore,I guess she showed one side of herself,And now it's time for the other.

She had started to be a little more delicate,Not as rude as she was before,I guess she realized that her words don't hurt me anymore,That I just didn't care.Things have changed now,I like them better,But if I had to choose to go through this again, I would never.I would stand up for myself,Like a child taking its first steps,I would slowly achieve my goal,Like a caterpillar turning into butterfly.My life was like a giant hole in the ground.That just kept going down.But I guess now, I finally found the ladder to go up. Simile Poem:The puppy was as cute as a newborn baby,The cat was as soft as a blanket,The giraffe was tall like a lamp post,The rabbit was as small as a iPad,The bird was flying freely like a kite.

Haiku Poems: (Traditional)I go blub blub blub,People eat me as dinner,I live in water. (Modern)Put things into me,A variety of size,Take things out of me. Cinquain Poems: (Didactic) Flower, Beautiful,Soft

Growing in the garden, (Traditional)Beauty and cherished forever, Blossom. Baby, Tiny, Cutie, Crying, Laughing, Crawling, Babies are really joyful, Youthful. Limerick Poem:The old lady bought a hat,For her cat,She prickled it,And tickled it,And then she sat. Concrete Poem: T.V. Television is amazing in many different ways.

When you are bored it can help pass your time well,It can inform you with what is going on in the world with news, And tell you the weather forecast!