Discussion Topics for Kids & Teens | Bulletin Boards & Forums

You wrote a book at 9 years old? Wow! I hope they publish it. I would love a copy of it, if you wouldn''t mind emailing it to me my email is bowyerbabedollxxxxxxxxxx. please email it to me if you don''t mind. thanks
sincerely,
Atiana Rebecca Bowyer

I have 2 poems that I wrote


It''s Too Late to Say

Be yourself,
Don''t be poor,
She said to him,
As she''s out the door,
What did I do,
For a life like this,
I thought she loved me,
Since that first kiss,
It had a spell,
Some sort of feeling,
As if she loved him,
Now he''s grieving,
Because she''s out the door,
He''s out the window,
With just a rope,
She''s a widow,
It''s too late to say,
Anything,
It''s too late to remember,
Everything,
Because he''s gone,
She''s had her time,
Now she''s moved on,
She has a different life,
A new husband,
Some new kids,
But she cannot forget,
The once lived.


_____________________________________________________________________________



A Golden Cloud

Fowl Wizards,
Behind the light,
Summoning us,
For the last fight,
You don''t know why we''re here,
Niether do I,
Beyond the clouds,
Looking out at the sky,
Why are we here,
Up so high,
I like the view,
But once again,
Why,
How are we flying,
How are we here,
Now it is night,
We have no fear,
We finally reach,
A golden cloud,
We feel something wierd,
Then we look down,
Oh my,
Oh gee,
We''ve turned so old,
We see our other clothes,
Over on a hanger in a particular fold,
We see two other people,
Much like ourselves,
With our old clothes on,
But they''re young and look like elves,
It''s two mini-me''s,
We''re dueling us,
We start to worry,
We start to fuss,
Swords appear,
In our hands,
Way up here,
The last fight ends,
We have won,
Our pride,
Our victory,
Shall not hide,
We''ve defeated ourselves,
Our opposites attract,
We become one again,
We don''t know how to act,
We''re coming down,
It is dawn,
We want to sleep now,
But we see a fawn,
It starts to talk,
"You have won,
Now it''s your time,
To move on,
You''ve faught yourselves,
And your others,
On a golden cloud,
No more shall you suffer.

By: Me

Me = Gazmyn, 2kewl2beyours, and hey_ho_crazy_joe

And remember these are all by ME!!!

Hey im new 2 this and i''m 13, this isnt my best work but i cnt find my fave poems. but here goes...
BREATHE
B

BREATHE
Breathe in the positive, breathe out all the problems
by leaving what''s negative we grow up in confidence.
Surviving for the future but still living in the past
by not moving on, our dreams will never last.
Wanting something so badly but never doing anything about it
it slips out of our fingers, with no hope there''s no use crying about it.
Seeing no light, only living in darkness
questioning life, always searching for answers.
Trying to be happy when your life is a lie
life is short, time is slowly passing us by.
Trying to be strong when the world''s breaking you down
regretting birth you try to turn life around.

You''re hungry for adventure because life''s a bore
never realizing what fate has in store.
Instead of planning for tomorrow you''re only living for today
not living for a reason you''re only straying along the way.
Life''s a mystery there are stories that need to be told
like a flower that never blossoms, a secret thet needs to unfold.
When things get confusing you try to make a difference
even if it''s hard when nobody would listen.
You try to be strong and speak out
even if the world tries to shut you out.
Be strong breathe in breathe out,
in confidence you''ll work things out

Date: 7/4/2007 3:27:21 PM
Author:
BREATHE

Breathe in the positive, breathe out all the problems

by leaving what''s negative we grow up in confidence.

Surviving for the future but still living in the past

by not moving on, our dreams will never last.

Wanting something so badly but never doing anything about it

it slips out of our fingers, with no hope there''s no use crying about it.

Seeing no light, only living in darkness

questioning life, always searching for answers.

Trying to be happy when your life is a lie

life is short, time is slowly passing us by.

Trying to be strong when the world''s breaking you down

regretting birth you try to turn life around.


You''re hungry for adventure because life''s a bore

never realizing what fate has in store.

Instead of planning for tomorrow you''re only living for today

not living for a reason you''re only straying along the way.

Life''s a mystery there are stories that need to be told

like a flower that never blossoms, a secret thet needs to unfold.

When things get confusing you try to make a difference

even if it''s hard when nobody would listen.

You try to be strong and speak out

even if the world tries to shut you out.

Be strong breathe in breathe out,

in confidence you''ll work things out

ok this is my attempt at writting a poem........XD


GIRL
she is a girl with open eyes
she saw the world unlike you and i
she saw the death and distruction 2
she knew wat would happen 2 me and u

yet wen people look into her eyes
they see a nomal girl, its no suprise
they all have fun
without knowing wat theyve done
but this girl knows

but her eyes
they''ve seen 2 much
so slowly this girl dies.

i like to write poems about like death and vampires yes i am weird but there really good

I wrote a book too and I am nine. It''s called Emily Bader: Third Grader and its good.

you said you would kiss my tears
you said you would cry my pain
but after all the fights
you chose to die
by cutting in to your very veins
i suppose i even love you
i suppose i even care
but if i wait one more minute
i swear ill be outta here
i sat and waited
while the blood left, poured out
the endless time that we had
slowly faded down the drain
where the knife rested
the blade under the faucet
was it worth it i screamed
inside my head i hummed
a distant melody
our favorite song
our love-sick tune
it churned my heart
it melted my fumes
i cried and cried
i wished it were me that died
but im the one left alive
im sorry i promised i would do anything
i just wish now that you didnt want me,
to take your life because the pain
you felt deep in side

now ill be locked away
never to see sun
never to see anyone
i wish my mistake was undone

dont haunt me in my cell
for i have your name
carved in my arm and
your memory burned into my soul

ill plead insanity
hoping ill get a lesser charge
but deep inside ill never forget
you,your life,or our beautiful child

Mr. Fog has a jumping dog
Looking for a soft, wet log.

Mr. Nunkey has a running monkey
Looking very, very funky.

Mrs. Fare has a bear
Which likes sitting with the Mayor.

Mr. Gat has a crazy rat
Building a net under his mat.

Mrs. Frocks has a soft white fox
Hiding in her winter socks.