Invisible
Did you spot the girl
Who sat all alone,
On a bench in a playground
Outcast and unknown? ......
The mates meet up early
To recall and recite
From the programmes they watched
On the previous night
The girl on the bench
Her eyes dart pensively
She doesn't join in
As she has no tv
The mates meet for break
Strong opinions they share
On what clothes they like
Trends in labels to wear
The girl on the bench
Turns away in her shame
She doesn't join in
Shabby clothes on her frame
The mates meet for lunch
The school rings with loud prattle
The alpha females
Choose a cage they can rattle
The girl on the bench
muted through her own choice
She doesn't join in
scared of her own small voice
The mates have a moan
At their parents restrictions
Loving guardian's angst
They interpret as friction.
The girl on the bench
Knows the deal she's been dealt
She doesn't join in
Little love has she felt
The mates gather up
Final bell has been rung
The school empties out
All except one...........
The girl on the bench
Sadly stands and walks home
How she longs to fit in
And not feel so alone.
poem by Stevie Taite
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A Place To Sit
Smoochers and snoggers, and resting joggers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Ramblers and walkers, and street hawkers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Mini’s and Roller’s, and lady strollers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Old folk and young folk, and dogs with no folk
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Market traders and cavers, and money savers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Children that play who meet everyday
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Students and teachers, and lay preachers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Loose women and boys the ‘for sale’ toys
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Addicts and dealers, and police squealers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Dogs out for a pee who can’t find a tree
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Drunks in the night who like to fight
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Spray painters and doodlers, and bench abusers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Vandals and hooligans, and booted ruffians
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Demolishers and breakers, and obliterators
never stopped until they destroyed this concrete bench.
poem by Orlando Belo
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What A Guy Wants
A guy wants the type of girl
That doesn't mind staying home
A guy wants a girl
He can call his own
He doesn't want a girl
Who will cheat
He doesn't want a girl
Who is cheap
He wants a girl
Who will be his best friend
He wants a girl
Who will love him to the very end
He wants a girl
Who he can depend on
He wants a girl
Who will tell him when he's wrong
A guy wants a girl
Who will never lie
Even if it means
One ends up crying
What a guy wants in a girl
Is passion and trust
But most of all
A guy wants to love and not to lust
poem by Rudy Puentes
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When a girl is bored
When a girl is bored no voice is beautiful to her ears
When a girl is bored there is nothing to attract her eyes
When a girl is bored day is night and night is night
When a girl is bored dream and wish is really out of mind
When a girl is bored a star in the sky doesn’t glow
When a girl is bored the city is quiet more than ever
When a girl is bored shadows are searching for light
When a girl is bored the colors are meaningless to her heart
When a girl is bored she cries but expects no tears
When a girl is bored she doesn’t want to hear a word
When a girl is bored the sky isn’t blue anymore
When a girl is bored the world is small for her steps
When a girl is bored no one understands what is in her heart
When a girl is bored though everywhere is dark she never loses her hope
poem by Reihaneh Jalalian
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Who Would Cry...?
Who would cry for the little girl,
When she tries to fall asleep?
Who would cry for the little girl,
When she always weeps?
Who would cry for the little girl,
When she doesn’t know if she is in need?
Who would cry for the little girl,
When her heart intends to bleed?
Who would cry for the little girl,
When she felt like she is dying?
Who would cry for the little girl,
Who can’t stop herself from crying?
Who would cry for the little girl,
Who knew well guilt and shame?
Who would cry for the little girl,
Who tries and tries and tries again?
Who would cry for the little girl,
Who does know what is in her to be?
Who would cry for the little girl,
Who would cry for me? ? ?
poem by Top Notch Glamorous Thick Chick
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The Story Of A Girl
This Is The Story Of A Girl
Who Never Ever Wanted To Grow
Who Got To Learn People Can Be Cold
The Little Girl Hates The World
This Little Girl Is Lonely And Scared
A Boy Wanted To See Her Underwear
He Promised To Never Hurt Her
But She Knows Its Just A Lie
This Little Girl Wants To Die
She Gives Him A Chance Anyways
She Really Hopes The Boy Will Stay
He Hugs Her A Lot And Makes Her Smile
But She Knows He'll Only Be Here A While
This Little Girl Is Scared Again
She Doesn't Know When This Will End
This Little Girl Would Rather Be Dead
This Little Girl Just Needs A Friend
This Little Girl Is Terrified
She Doesn't Know How Long She's Cried
The Little Girl Looks For A Knife
That Little Girl Just Ended Her Life
That Little Girl Was Me
Oh Just How Could This Be
I Thought That I Was Normal
But Now I'm Not Even A Mortal.
poem by Esmie Bonilla
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I Am the Girl.....! !
I am the girl... you look & think why,
I am the girl... who wishes to die.
I am the girl... you point & stare,
I am the girl... who just doesn't care.
I am the girl... who wants a better life,
One free of pain,
One free from strife.
I am the girl... who took a blade to her wrist,
I am the girl... i know you wont miss.
I am the girl... you say is a mess,
I am the girl... who is in distress.
I am the girl... who cries late at night,
An ocean of tears,
I can't see the light.
I am the girl... a girl you can't mend,
I am the girl... a girl, just a girl
poem by Becky Ginn
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Little Girl Left Alone
little girl left alone
where'd her parents go
they went for ride
and never came home
little girl left alone
doesn't have enough to eat
she digs through the garbage bins
in search of some meat
little girl left alone
at night she has to roam
the river banks and railroad tracks
cause she doesn't have a home
little girl left alone
has her daddie's eyes
a wild shade of violet
that darken when she cries
little girl left alone
pushes the blade in
with blood flowing down her arms
this little girl cashes in
poem by Linda Racaniello
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Stole your life
He destroyed your confidence, girl,
He’s the cause of your pain, girl
You got to be stronger than that, girl
Innocent girl you once were.
He stole your innocence, girl,
He took your love, girl
He buried it with others, girl,
Loving girl you once were.
He tore apart your faith, girl.
He turned everyone against you, girl.
He made your parents not trust you, girl.
Worthy girl you once were.
He took your life, girl.
Gave it a new name, girl,
He drew your blood, girl,
Living girl you once were.
poem by Maura Hunt
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A Girl Like You
How did I get a girl like you?
A girl that's smart, pretty, and true.
A girl that I can hold tight.
A girl that is ''just right''.
A girl that can make my sun rise,
And my sun set.
A girl that is nice and wise.
A girl that I will never forget.
A girl that I can hold for hours.
A girl that I can love forever.
A girl that doesn't need any flowers.
A girl that is very smart and clever.
A girl that goes by the name 'insert'.
A girl that I love so much.
A girl that I will always keep in my soul.
A girl that can make my day with just a single touch.
poem by Bikramjyoti Kashyop
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A Girl Like You
How did I get a girl like you?
A girl that's smart, pretty, and true.
A girl that I can hold tight.
A girl that is ''just right''.
A girl that can make my sun rise,
And my sun set.
A girl that is nice and wise.
A girl that I will never forget.
A girl that I can hold for hours.
A girl that I can love forever.
A girl that doesn't need any flowers.
A girl that is very smart and clever.
A girl that goes by the name 'insert'.
A girl that I love so much.
A girl that I will always keep in my soul.
A girl that can make my day with just a single touch.
poem by Claude Davis III
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I'm the Girl
I'm the girl
That doesn't like mornings,
Only showers at night
It's so hot, it's scalding
I'm the girl
That likes butterflies and fairies
Chocolates and ice-cream
But doesn't like berries
I'm the girl
Who says she has to tinkle
When she needs the ladies
And likes to be fickle
I'm the girl
That loves to read and write
Doesn't like makeup
And always puts up a fight
I'm the girl
Whose imagination runs wild
Likes to try most things
Scary or mild
I'm the girl
Who writes poems in the shower
Then forgets them
In less than an hour
I'm the girl
That wrote this twice
Yesterday it was great
Today it's just nice
poem by scarlette Phoenix
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I'm this kinda girl...........
I’m this kinnda girl
Current mood: adored
I'm the girl who will put her head on your shoulder, not because she's sleepy, but because she wants to be closer to you...
I'm the girl who likes to be kissed under the stars, more than inside your bedroom or in a expensive resturant...
I'm the girl who holds your hand and plays with it....
I'm the girl who doesn't mind you playing with her hair....
I'm the girl who stares into your eyes looking for a reason what you see in me.......
I'm the girl who loves to end a hug with a kiss...
I'm the girl who will take care of you when you are sick...
I'm the girl who you can talk to you about anything...
I'm the girl who laughs at your jokes...
I'm the girl who will have many inside jokes with you and remember each one...
I'm the girl who will brag about you to all of my friends...
I'm the girl who will listen to you talk...
I'm the girl who remembers how and when we first met.......
I'm the girl who loves to hear you sing, even if you horrible....
I'm the girl who promises to never leave, and keeps it......
I'm the girl who loves when you hug me for no apparent reason...
I'm the girl who loves it when you hug me from behind or kiss me on the forehead....
I'm the girl who loves you for you; and doesn't care what other people say about us...
I'm the girl who will love you unconditionally for the rest of your life...
Who Will Cry For The Little Girl?
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl that sleeps
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl that weeps
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl that will soon be grown
Who will cry for the little
the little girl who can't make it on her own
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl who sits and stands
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl who watches life in her hands
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl that gives
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl that lives
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl that sleeps
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl inside of me
Who will cry for the little girl
the little girl who used to be ME! !
poem by Shaneka Taylor
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Your Little Girl
you dont understand me
i'm your little girl trying to break
free
i'm your little girl thats lost trying to
find me
i'm your little girl trying to ask you to help me
i'm your little girl but don't know what to do no more
i'm your little girl just trust me i need your help
i'm your little girl crying at night
please mom hold me tell me it's going to be alright
i'm your lost little girl i just got
raped
i'm your little girl and he put it
on tape
i'm your little girl trying to survive
i'm your little girl hoping to stay
alive
i'm your little girl asking you to love
me
i'm your little girl and don't know whats coming
i'm your little girl tired of running
i'm your little girl scared of trusting
i'm your little girl waiting on you
i'm your little girl please just understand what i went through
i'm your little girl with a brand new start
i'm your little girl with a broken and hurt heart
poem by Leticia Starkey
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A Lucky Man
A genuine girl
One who is smart
A sincere girl
She's true from the start
A courageous girl
One who isn't frightened
A determined girl
One who is enlightened
A gracious girl
Knows to appreciate
A caring girl
Knows to love not to hate
A reliable girl
She won't let you down
A cheerful girl
Doesn't like to see you frown
A unique girl
There are not that many
A generous girl
She will give her last penny
A thoughtful girl
She will go out of her way
An amazing girl
She can make anybody's day
A good hearted girl
Of the world she cares
A spirited girl
Her soul is exquisitely rare
A diverse girl
Enjoys a good adventure
An outdoor girl
Loves to experience nature
An intelligent girl
Knows right from wrong
A bright girl
Knows where she belongs.
A beautiful girl
Everyone can see
A special girl
Everyone agrees
A perfect girl
This is she
A lucky man
That is me
poem by Jose Chavez
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The girl of my dreams
I met the girl of my dreams
I held her, I love her, but that wasn’t a dream
She made me feel so special inside
Now I feel like a failure inside
The girl of my dreams was so pretty and pure
The girl of my dreams was so perfect
The girl in my dreams is everything I want
The girl in my dreams is everything that is right
The girl in my dreams talked with me
The girl in my dreams is named Dee
The girl in my dreams showed me who I am
The girl in my dreams showed me what love is
The girl in my dreams showed me how to love
The girl in my dreams I love so much
The girl of my dreams I love you so
The girl of my dreams I hate that you let go
The girl of my dreams you are so rare
The girl of my dreams you for me
The girl of my dreams without life doesn’t seem right
The girl of my dreams without you why put up the fight
The girl of my dreams without you I am not whole
The girl of my dreams without you I feel like I am in a hole.
The girl of my dreams, you are for me
The girl of my dreams is Dee.
poem by Jonathan Pendley
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I have a girl
I have a girl
~
I have a girl, a good one
a girl who looks after me
a girl with a winning smile
a girl who makes me laugh
a girl who is beautiful
a girl who is kind and strong
I have a girl who ticks boxes
a girl who is something special
a girl who is loving
a girl who has great patience
a girl I'm lucky to know
a girl you'd dream about
I have a girl I'd fight for
a girl who makes me think
a girl who feeds me
a girl I'd write poetry for
I have a girl, a good one
a girl I wouldn't swap for the world
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Girlzilla
Baby Girl, Glamour Girl, Strawberry Girl struts
Candy Girl, Sexy Girl, Bossy Girl fuss
Gansta Girl, Dream Girl, Independent Girl shops
Virtuous Girl, Glitter Girl, Hot Girl pops
Cover Girl, Naughty Girl, Jazzy Girl sings
Phat Girl, Ghetto Girl, Bling Girl blings
Sassy Girl, Cool Girl, Girly Girl rocks
Mama's Girl, Daddy's Girl, Wild Girl stocks
Strong Girl, Sister Girl, Church Girl preach
Flower Girl, Black Girl, American Girl reach
Thick Girl, School Girl, Smart Girl moves
Bad Girl, Spoiled Girl, Bitchy Girl grooves
God's Girl, Quiet Girl, Sweet Girl blessed
Beautiful Girl, Young Girl, Talented Girl impressed
Prom Girl, City Girl, Business Girl works
Play Girl, Outgoing Girl, Dance Girl tworks
Lavish Girl, Promiscuous Girl, Anonymous Girl rolls
Country Girl, Island Girl, Bobby V's Girl controls
poem by Top Notch Glamorous Thick Chick
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The Old Man
The old man sat on a park bench
just watching the people pass by.
He did it day after day
alone in everyone's eyes.
He would smile occasionally
but no one ever knew why.
Everyone who saw him
wondered why he sat so still
and just looked out
at everyone who passed him there.
The old man sat in repose
from dawn until dusk fell.
He sat there in the summer sun
and as winter's bleakness fell.
He looked for some face
he might remember from his past
so they could reminisce for a while.
Sadly, the years slipped away.
Everyone spoke about him,
but no one ventured to talk.
Then one day the old man
wasn't on the park bench
and he was nowhere to be seen.
Now a different question was asked.
Day after day, the bench was empty.
Where had the old man gone?
Had he simply passed away?
The questions remained unanswered
because no one ever stopped
to enquire of his name.
I would like to think
that in the dying hours
on the park bench one day
that he had found
what he was waiting for
and then happily he faded away.
12 July 2012
poem by David Harris
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I'm Just a Girl
I'm just a girl.
A girl who needs somebody.
A girl who cries out for help.
A girl who looses her temper.
A girl who can't control herself.
A girl who tries to live.
A girl who can't achieve.
A girl who wants to die.
A girls who doesn't want to live.
But above all that,
I'm juts a girl.
poem by Karina Lopez
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