My hands wavin’ over puddles of rain, Grass seeds poppin’ and puffin’ open on my shin, Sneakers slidin against the bumpy wet pavement, Runnin’ so
Dream It’s been our dream to become a travel nurse since forever. So I wonder… Did we make it? Are we getting there? I wonder
Follow the stream, Romeo cried, “O, that I were a glove upon that hand. That I might touch that cheek,” I need not yearn for
AWW is proud to welcome the 2021 Youth Poet Laureate Aanika Eragam! Let’s hear from the amazing poet who has impacted us all with her
singing in daylight a plum daisy fix swinging on breezes patiently waiting for the blooming of rights that were promised for hundreds thousands even of
you worshipped a divine being of which you didn’t have the foggiest idea loathed a fallen angel you’d never met longed for the ceiling that
Welcome to America where the government pays for your public school education as long as you agree to them subconsciously stripping you of your culture
He’s always at ease and calm about what’s around, But someone told him not in a voice but an unidentifiable sound, That there’s something waiting
how do you choose a life of luxury, chasing the green, or a life of passion, bringing joy to the scene pick a major, they
“Spinning” was written with inspiration from making hard decisions that put a lot of pressure on one’s self.
This poem is dedicated to both you and I in knowing that you are, always have
been and always will be, a star!
The power of self-destruction leaves a soul empty, pleading for life through gasps of air. The transformation of self-destruction hinders the mind from becoming unstoppable.
