1. My dog is smelly like a bog. With his wild curiosity He is always lost. He is athletic as a log.

2. the melodies within us, give us a rhythm to abide by, however, the rhythms keep us the same, melodies with no harmonies, everything is monotone with no variation

3. School is gonna start Do I run? Or do I go? Who am I kidding?

4. My favorite color is blue I spend a lot of time doing arts and crafts I use a lot of glue Once I made a raft

5. burning house golden flame dirty water poison rain cooling breeze hurricane mind awake going insane

6. The light at the end At the end Of the tunnel

Winding down the boring bleak path of where I am

The path ahead dark but as I go behind me changes

7. School used to be easy I took that for granted To go back to those days would be the best But maybe at that time they seemed Difficult, tedious, back-breaking Maybe in my college years I'll look back To freshman year and think the same I guess it's all about Perspective

8. I don't know what to write I don't know what to say But I guess I'm writing a poem about nothing to say I don't know what I'm going to add next I don't know what word rhymes But I guess I'm writing a poem on my free time

9. A poem a collection of words unlike any others the scribbles mask a meaning a secretive code a story that can be deciphered by few a novel of ideas condensed using the same words the same language we all know

10. On the couch watching tv Bored out of my mind watching Now You See Me

It's been three hours, and I'm still on this couch Nothing to do except waste my time I'm so lazy I can't earn a dime

The sunlight eases me into slumber It's as if the light is taking me under Underneath

11. Extravagant evergreen trees lined up on the side of the crystal clear cathedral swaying from side to side, everlasting as if dancing to the sound of classical music played by a delicate piano key by key, they dance shaking their branches, their leaves

12. A red ball bounces on the concrete the children around laughing and smiling catching and throwing the red ball but once the ball stops and the children feel the sun being chased by the clouds they head for cover and cluster together

13. I like to eat pink and blue clouds In any share or form But it doesn't make my parents proud Because after comes a storm My favorite type of food Can be found in ice-cream When I eat it it changes my mood When kids eat it, they scream

14. Click click, crash crash, I gave my keyboard a good smash. I lost the game, But it will not be in vain. I scream with rage, the neighbors think I should be put in a cage. Another game, another loss, I'll be sure to give my headset a good toss.