Poem finals

Bus Station
Sound Poem

In the bus station,
where I stand alone,
people who have different arrivals
come and start gabbling and gaggling

In the bus station,
where I stand with people,
an old bus with a familiar bus driver
creaks and squeaks

In the bus station,
where I stand with people in front of the bus,
Everyone jams and throngs on to the bus,
a moan of people and a bus

In the bus station,
where I stand alone,
only the wind is wandering besides me, hush, silence.

How Hatred Becomes Love
List Poem

I hated poetry because…

It was
boring
bad
difficult to understand
difficult to remember
forgettable easily
forcing me to memorize
hard to read
hard to write
tricky
taking too much time with a short paragraph
stern to follow
steaming me up
one of the writing project

but…
now I am fascinated by poetry
now I love it

Difference between Bike and Walk
Narrative Poem


I, as a young kid,
always rode bikes with my friend
Squeking and creaking old bike
was a precious remembrance for us
Enormous smile!
Big shout!!
Excited eyes!!!
I was the one who always rode a bike faster
And my friend was the one who rode a bike slower
I was pleased to ride a bike faster than him

But I never stopped to wait for him


I, as a young boy,
often take a walk with my friend
Plodding and crunching slow walk
is a precious remembrance for us
Bitter smile…
Tired eyes……
Feeble laugh………
I am the one who always walk slower
And my friend is the one who walk faster than me
Now I am pleased to walk behind him

But he stops and looks back at me
And waits walk together…with his smile

With Great Happiness, I Will Say Good Bye
Vilanelle


With great happiness, I will say good bye
Saying good bye is nothing to me, it even makes me glad
But I don’t know why I cry

When you fly away to the sky,
your flapping wings just make me mad
With great happiness, I will say good bye

My eyes are absolutely dry
I am not sad
But I don’t know why I cry

I cannot do anything, but you must try
to fly away quickly before I do something bad
With great happiness, I will say good bye

You will see my happiness in my eye
I am not losing you, I am releasing you, dad
But I don’t know why I cry

You and I know that I do not lie
To my word, happiness, there is nothing to add
With great happiness, I will say good bye
But I don’t know why I cry

cinquin
My Shadow


I run
Someone follows me
I am afraid being caught
When I look back, I realize
It’s me