Gone: never |
This was a assignment i had ta do for English.
I turned it in late so i got ZERO points!!! Grrrr
I still think its good anyway.
I'll share:
The Body of
Kayla Kuiee,
A young heart;
Like a little...
Posted by Miss. Kuiee on Thu, 02 Mar 2006 04:16:00 PST |
Day 6 |
i wrote this...close to a month ago. Its not done yet. But i liked it so much i had ta post it
I want that sweet kinda love
that makes you so weak at the knees
Kinda love...
With smiles creepin on the...
Posted by Miss. Kuiee on Fri, 24 Feb 2006 02:57:00 PST |
Happy V-day |
Being sweep off your feet while standing still?!
The possibility of that seeming as nothing
I look on the side of the road and see Love
"emptiness" is written on her face
Asking&why hasn't she ...
Posted by Miss. Kuiee on Wed, 15 Feb 2006 07:27:00 PST |
Let's speak in code |
This poem was actually an English assignment to create our own version of Shakespeare's Sonnet 18, i think it was one of Ms.Banchi's favs
Lets speak in code:
Before you came into...
Posted by Miss. Kuiee on Wed, 05 Oct 2005 12:27:00 PST |
what else.... |
Wednesday 9.7.2005
Sigh
Lets hope that this one doesnt leave me feelin
&Stupidity&.Regret&
I swear my life lives on repeats
But this IS what I nee...
Posted by Miss. Kuiee on Wed, 21 Sep 2005 02:19:00 PST |
the sweet sound of life and love |
Wrote this awhile back forgot i even had it...:
I dont even know what to say&.
You took a thousand words from my mouth
And left me with a hundred thoughts in my mind
A hundred wonderful though...
Posted by Miss. Kuiee on Wed, 14 Sep 2005 01:47:00 PST |
sigh..here we go again |
O hear I go again&.
Shankin my Head in disbelief
With a grin on my face
I let myself fall and I didnt even realize it
Well&pretty much denied it at first.
But here I got again...
Here I...
Posted by Miss. Kuiee on Sun, 11 Sep 2005 02:41:00 PST |
Destiny Talks 2M |
Wrote this last night. Dont really consider it a poem. nothin rhythms and theres no beat. Just a bunch of thoughts I was gunna fix it up but but Rodney told me to just leave it as it is "it represents...
Posted by Miss. Kuiee on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
A poem |
As a way to take up a couple of boreing minutes in my life:
Waiting&
What a sweet summer breeze
My souls content with no worries
I feel the wind whining and twinning
Gentle whispers s...
Posted by Miss. Kuiee on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
