Stargazing92
WHAT'S'AT? A HIGH-COO?
A haiku is a Japanese poem of 5, 7, & 5 syllables in 3 lines.
Modern American haiku are . . . whatever, but still in 3 lines.
high-coo.com
is the new haiku website of Booker T. Washington Magnet High School's Creative Writing magnet. All copyrights to all poems on this website belong to their individual authors, and none may be reproduced without written consent.
Running through hallways
Makes breaths draw short and very quick
But now I may sit
Study long and hard
For a test you'll never pass
And enjoy a "F"
Sitting and thinking
For sure the two are alike
If one is able
Questions will be here
Answers will be somewhere lost
But where will you be?
Listen to the sounds
That are floating all around
And move to the groove
Questions are rolling
Through my head, and I still can't
Understand factors
Tiny bird flies around
Not knowing which way is up
Now breathing has stopped
Words are inside of
my heart. Words are inside my
books of my own heart
Thinking and waiting
Makes an hour seem a day
Instead a minute
I can't see faces
With all these masks on this night
With darkness around
Stressing and stressing
I know it will never stop
Until fourth block, done
Being in darkness
With just lighting all around
Makes me feel alone
Let's run away
From everything in my life
And never look back
Sour tears are flowing
But they are totally fake
Get away form me
Staying in this place
Can drive anyone crazy
Is what I believe
Do I even know
How big this world really is
No one can know now
Everything will be
Okay. Everyday has past
Everything is done
Dreams will not come now
Not until I am asleep
From reality
Everyday will be
Simply one of many that
Will be someone's life
Laughing can be fun
When it is friends that make you laugh
Every chance they get
Grades really matter
Studying is not enough
I know I will flunk
WHAT'S'AT? A HIGH-COO?
high-coo.com
is the new haiku website of Booker T. Washington Magnet High School's Creative Writing magnet. All copyrights to all poems on this website belong to their individual authors, and none may be reproduced without written consent.
Running through hallways
Makes breaths draw short and very quick
But now I may sit
Study long and hard
For a test you'll never pass
And enjoy a "F"
Sitting and thinking
For sure the two are alike
If one is able
Questions will be here
Answers will be somewhere lost
But where will you be?
Listen to the sounds
That are floating all around
And move to the groove
Questions are rolling
Through my head, and I still can't
Understand factors
Tiny bird flies around
Not knowing which way is up
Now breathing has stopped
Words are inside of
my heart. Words are inside my
books of my own heart
Thinking and waiting
Makes an hour seem a day
Instead a minute
I can't see faces
With all these masks on this night
With darkness around
Stressing and stressing
I know it will never stop
Until fourth block, done
Being in darkness
With just lighting all around
Makes me feel alone
Let's run away
From everything in my life
And never look back
Sour tears are flowing
But they are totally fake
Get away form me
Staying in this place
Can drive anyone crazy
Is what I believe
Do I even know
How big this world really is
No one can know now
Everything will be
Okay. Everyday has past
Everything is done
Dreams will not come now
Not until I am asleep
From reality
Everyday will be
Simply one of many that
Will be someone's life
Laughing can be fun
When it is friends that make you laugh
Every chance they get
Grades really matter
Studying is not enough
I know I will flunk