From The Soul Within

Contents
➔ The Colors We See

➔ Behind The Curtain

➔ I’m Shaped How I Am Because Of What I See And What I Hear

➔ What A Great American Country We Live In, Isn’t It?

➔ What You’ve Done To Me

Red white and blue seen tonight.

When will the shots come?

Poetic Device: Imagery

I’m a target and a hit.

I’m treated as less than human.

My cells scream. They don’t like it one bit.

We live in a curtain of night.

But I try to stay behind the scenes.

No one ever tries to make it right

Because right now life is not a dream.

But we all just ignore the fight and go straight to flight.

Nothing is ever as it seems. This hardship is all a reality.

Poetic Devices: Metaphor, True Rhyme, Stanza, Personification

Hear
Yes, this world makes me wanna cry.

But with my family and my friends the deal is set straight.

Looking around me I see all my ties.

My aunt being attacked that one time made me slowly die.

But the lessons I’ve learned are swimming, locked in my conscious gate.

Yes, this world makes me wanna cry.

My brother figure told me that to find purity just look up into the sky.

And when I feel like that time is belated, he reassures me that it’s never too late.

Looking around me I see all my ties.

I’m more cautious now and know how people can lie.

All this deceit and games I see around me fills me up with hate.

Yes, this world makes me wanna cry.

All my family tells me to never look down and only fly high.

But I won’t ever accept it as if it were fate or magic eight.

Looking around me I see all my ties.

He told me that the world only pulls you down with weight.

And when I questioned and said “But why?”

I realized that yes, this world makes me wanna cry.

Poetic Devices: Stanza, Repetition, Hyperbole, Simile

Watching as the leaves and branches dance to the winds movement.

I see it’s life. Nothing but tranquility.

Their endless eternal life expands their willingness and strength.

I see the children playing House.

Their creativity dazzles me. Their words astound me.

I watch as the endangered American Bald Eagle splices the air.

Cutting the clouds in half with its boldness.

Not even afraid of being captured.

What a great American country we live in, isn’t it?

Poetic Device: Imagery, Personification

The drums of time have rolled and ceased. It would always just be him and me. But that fairytale

never lasted forever the way I had hoped because unfortunately for us human beings, fairy tales

don’t exist in the real world. We represented the song ​A Thousand Years.​ To me that was our

fairy tale. My hopeless romantic self clouded by his scent. But songs always have an end. Songs

grow old and no one listens to them anymore. His words crushed my soul so all that was left was

a walking corpse. But when you walked into my life leaving your trail of brightness my world

flipped upside down. Your eyes were fireflies lighting up in the night sky so my soul no longer

died. You act silly at times, but you are blessed with a brilliant brain. When I lay up in the pit of

the night I wonder if you are afraid of things that go bump in the night? To me it seems like your

a protector of the night never being consumed with fright. My wildness erupts when I’m with you

and this is something new. I don’t know anything for sure but I know that though this may not be

a fairy tale, it’s a book I don’t want to end. You told me when I asked you how you could love me

if you had no soul. Your response was “One does not need a soul to love.” I know that with your

sailing ship of wisdom at my side I will always become a better person and be more wise.

Poetic Devices: Metaphor, Alliteration,

Figurative Language, Onomatopoeia, True Rhyme, Personification, hyperbole,

understand the hardships and endurance women all over the world have to face in order to

succeed. From being targets of manipulation and games thrown by men to not being fully

accepted in society. However, there have been many women who, despite all of their obstacles,

are still able to succeed and accomplish their dreams. Oprah Winfrey, Hillary Clinton, Sonia

Gandhi Angelina Jolie. These are all women who have had to face some sort of obstacle to get to

where they are now. These are few of the women who are an inspiration for me to succeed

because they give me hope that I can reach my goals. Being an American young women today is

nothing like being a man. I am always, whether indirectly or not, being seen as less than men and

will never have the same opportunities as a man which is why my family, mostly consumed of

women, always taught me to fight for my success. I chose to write my poems the way I did

because I felt like I was able to express the hardships of how society has corrupted today's world

and how it has shaped not only me but other people in society, mostly women, who are always

striving and suffering whether mentally or emotionally. This unit has taught me that there are

more creative and expressive ways to testify your thoughts. It made me realize that that even if

your afraid to tell the world how you feel deeply, you don’t have to directly say how you feel.

Instead, you can describe your emotion while still connecting it to your thoughts. But it also made

me realize that this style of testifying we define as poetry is just the band-aid, not the solution to

the problem. The problem that has remained unsolved for hundreds of years: How do we end this

appalling injustice in gender inequality?