Narrative Poem by HJS
A fisherman lived in the past
who loved to be onna sea.
But the heavy waves like a beast
not allowed be onna sea.
WHoosh, WHoosh scary breaker
comes to break his ship.
Help, Help the voice echoed
he cried like a sheep.
‘Please my God, forgive me.’
he bent his knees and prayed,
‘Oh Please, please save me.’
Shame, the God can’t give grades for praying.
Do I have any hope?
No, but you should not give up.
There would be a bright future
if you never give up them.
He finally reached to the cave.
And there was no more wave on see.
But because also no farries on see,
He said, ‘Rather die than live in here!’
Days after days, hours after hours,
He became weaker and weaker.
He fainted on the cold floor.
Hopeless and hopeless, no uplift lifted himself.
‘See there’s a ship for you!’
A voice resound around the cave.
‘See, there’s a ship for you!’
this hopeless guy be saved.
Do I have any hope?
No, but you should not give up.
There would be a bright future
if you never give up them.
The hopes are rise from the opposite,
So don’t give up, don’t give up, even you’re hopeless.
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Narrative Poem by AC
Luke is the last one still sane,
But he doesn’t quite feel the same,
Blood drips down the walls,
and Murderers roam the halls.
Day is dying like the people inside
Their sanity washed out like the tide.
Blood drips down the walls,
and Murderers roam the halls.
Luke is the only one left
And the hospital was bereft
Of sane minds to jest
Blood drips down the walls,
and Murderers roam the halls.
Luke runs from room to room,
to escape the doom and gloom
Blood drips down the walls,
and Murderers roam the halls.
He’s trapped by two huge creeps,
Over them he leaps.
Blood drips down the walls,
and Murderers roam the halls.
He’s found a window that isn’t boarded up
He walked over to the police and said “sup!”
Blood drips down the walls,
and Murderers roam the halls.
Gunned down on that very spot
and that’s all he got
What a shame he made it out
and was given nothing but doubt.
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Narrative Poem by CG
He is the only one left now
The rest have all gone to the sky
The Earth is crumbling day by day
As sunlight fades to night.
The man picked up his walking stick and
Trudged down the street
For one last walk around his town
Civilization obsolete.
Buildings, cars, roads, and bones
Air stained with disease
Ragged branches swaying
In the listless, sour breeze.
What once was hope, but nevermore
As resources started to drain
Careless humans, isn’t this what you were asking for?
His end is coming soon, he knows
Famine, the invincible beast
Claws a hole in his stomach
Waiting for its human feast.
But there’s nothing left to live for
When nobody’s left to live
Barren lands, abandoned houses
And nothing more to give.
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Narrative Poem by HKS
HeeJi the student who didn’t work in school
She had to prepare her test
Bad scores will be not acceptable
Because her parents will take away her phone
So late at night HeeJi stayed
Alone in the class of horror
OH NO, she cried as she forgot her books
and she went to the library to grab them
While she was searching for the books she needs
A mysterious creature appeared to her
The books joined together and made the monster
which was raging for naughty students
The mysterious creature was looking for her
And misunderstood that she was a naughty student
HeeJi realized the danger and tried to escape
But the door was already closed
HeeJi started to escape from the library
But she couldn’t find the way
She then decided to herself
To fight with the creature’s wave
HeeJi started to escape from the library
She grabbed the books nearby
She started throw the books
But it didn’t work as well
Suddenly a fairy appeared
Saying it is an angel of the hero
It gave a shining sword to win the battle
and it disappeared itself quietly
With the angel’s help Heeji gets the courage
She used a sword that had a blazing blade
She stabbed the blade to the monster’s heart
And the monster exploded in scream
The door was opened and she finally went out
and she went back to her classroom
She looked at the clock, it was 8:40
It was about time to take the test
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Narrative Poem by KO
Dream
I ride on my bicycle through the winding road,
It’s scary, but I’m not bored
The forest is dark,
And the wolves give a deep bark,
Only five more minutes,
Till I’ll be home for my biscuits,
The cold wind is blowing hard,
And I won’t give up and pedal the hill upward,
But I can’t find the way out,
I really want to cry out loud,
Then I was struck by a lightning,
I heard a voice crying,
“Are you alright?”
An old lady is sitting straight,
Then an old man is smiling
What a lovely day, I want to go sailing,
We should go out to the sea
And have a picnic with tea
We had a lovely time
Relaxed and fun
I wanted to stay forever
They told me I can not stay, never
It’s too early to be up here
We will come to pick you up from there,
Don’t worry it will be alright,
Forget about us and your future will be bright,
Look in the cellar,
You will find our family album there,
We love you dear,
Enjoy till the last minute disappears,
Then we’ll come down,
Until we meet, when,
We won’t say goodbye,
Because we’ll definitely come near by,
Until then our sweet little great grandson,
You are for us a rising sun,
Then the shutter rolled up,
“Good morning, it’s time to wake up!!”
My angry mother is looking ,
She wouldn’t stop crying,
“How often do I have to call you!
You know this is a real stress for me and you!”
I rushed down stairs
searched for an old album in despair,
Yes, I found it in dust
I looked through because it was a must,
There I found them smiling
In a family photo gathering,
My great grandmother and father
I saw them just a few minutes ago no longer,
Told me I should not go with them,
The time is too early to stay with them,
So I know they are looking after me,
I’m not so scared and till they come to take me to sea
I’ll enjoy the life here on earth,
Till I forget to wake up and breath.
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Narrative Poem by LS
A girl call Lisa go out of her house,
With her luggage and her dog, with a mouse call Simon
In her house was all silence, and the dog, shouting,
And the mouse call Simon, bites the clothes and the rocks
When the girl call her dog, he stay in the plot,
and when it was half past ten, the dog became a shelf,
and the mouse with a dollar call the dog with an umbrella,
the girl became sad, and the mouse bites her feet and a shelf
When they arrive in London a taxi appears,
and with the two luggage he transport to a hotel,
then the girl give him three euros,
and a chewing gum of her daughter.
A man discover the girl voices,
which was so beautiful
he ask for an audition,
and she says it was a great idea
When she presents on Broadway,
all the stadium was full,
and she ask for a drink,
some candies and cheese
When she starts people stay silence,
and her songs was opera,
her voice went into the whole stadium,
and she enjoy a lot with the mouse and her dog.
And all the people were,
enjoying and having fun
but suddenly something happen,
a sound cricked down
And the girl was still singing,
with her dog and with her mouth.
The sound was louder and louder,
and the girl scary, run away
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Narrative Poem by EC
The boy lived in a wooden house.
The boy is killing the witches.
The boy is saving village.
But no one believe that.
The boy went to village
There was one witche.
The witch scared women.
“Help!Help!” said the women
The boy killed witch.
The villagers saw it.
“The boy killed someone!”
“The boy killed someone!”
The boy saved women.
“ I saved women!”
“ I saved women!”
But no one believe that.
The boy was sad.
The boy stopped saving.
Because no one believed him.
The boy was sad.
Few days later.
Witches came to the village.
Witches scared people.
But boy is in the house.
People are screaming.
“Help! Help!”
No one helped people.
NO ONE HELPED PEOPLE.
One witches burn a house.
Another and another burn a house.
People shocked.
The witches burn houses.
The boy knew village have a problem.
The boy went to village.
The boy killed all the witches.
The boy saved village.
Every villager believe him.
The boy is happy
Every villager believe him
Villager thankful to him.
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Narrative Poem by NM
There once was a Planet which was evil
Hearkened all who came
“What be it that took place here?”
Many of them left but one did not
Anon as he visited more
The more was his want to help
But he knew not that remorseless Misery
Stretched out her lifeless arms
The mountains in the Planet were large
Large where they indeed
Much larger than the Everest of the Planet of Origins
Much larger even than those of the Arenaceous (sandy) Planet
Droitonium was the material of the ancient rocks
Which lay wasted upon the ground
‘Twas an alloy uncommonly found
This Planet had all that other places had in small quantities
A Planet home of riches and misery
Some wondered why it was still visited
A Planet such as that ought not to be heeded
“Forget its existence” they said
“Expunge its presence from the Spatial Projection”
The mountains in the Planet were large
Large where they indeed
Much larger than the Everest of the Planet of Origins
Much larger even than those of the Arenaceous Planet
The light from the Deaths of the surrounding stars
Was what gave it its unseemly colour
Many wondered if this Planet
Be not a dissimulate of Reality
The young man set forth to claim his prize of fame
But what he knew not was that his fate would be nothing more than grame (fierce, hostile)
So the self proclaimed hero took up the challenge set by many before
He took up the challenge and went to climb Burburre
A Mountain larger than imagination could grasp
There once was a Planet which was evil
Hearkened all who came
“What be it that took place here?”
Many of them left but one did not
Anon as he visited more
The more was his want to help
But he did not know that remorseless Misery
Stretched out her lifeless arms
But as fate would have it, he fell
He fell and fell and fell….
Until he hit a side of the mountain
He t his death soon,
After the skin from his back peeled off
A fisherman lived in the past
who loved to be onna sea.
But the heavy waves like a beast
not allowed be onna sea.
WHoosh, WHoosh scary breaker
comes to break his ship.
Help, Help the voice echoed
he cried like a sheep.
‘Please my God, forgive me.’
he bent his knees and prayed,
‘Oh Please, please save me.’
Shame, the God can’t give grades for praying.
Do I have any hope?
No, but you should not give up.
There would be a bright future
if you never give up them.
He finally reached to the cave.
And there was no more wave on see.
But because also no farries on see,
He said, ‘Rather die than live in here!’
Days after days, hours after hours,
He became weaker and weaker.
He fainted on the cold floor.
Hopeless and hopeless, no uplift lifted himself.
‘See there’s a ship for you!’
A voice resound around the cave.
‘See, there’s a ship for you!’
this hopeless guy be saved.
Do I have any hope?
No, but you should not give up.
There would be a bright future
if you never give up them.
The hopes are rise from the opposite,
So don’t give up, don’t give up, even you’re hopeless.
.............................................................................................................................................
Narrative Poem by AC
Luke is the last one still sane,
But he doesn’t quite feel the same,
Blood drips down the walls,
and Murderers roam the halls.
Day is dying like the people inside
Their sanity washed out like the tide.
Blood drips down the walls,
and Murderers roam the halls.
Luke is the only one left
And the hospital was bereft
Of sane minds to jest
Blood drips down the walls,
and Murderers roam the halls.
Luke runs from room to room,
to escape the doom and gloom
Blood drips down the walls,
and Murderers roam the halls.
He’s trapped by two huge creeps,
Over them he leaps.
Blood drips down the walls,
and Murderers roam the halls.
He’s found a window that isn’t boarded up
He walked over to the police and said “sup!”
Blood drips down the walls,
and Murderers roam the halls.
Gunned down on that very spot
and that’s all he got
What a shame he made it out
and was given nothing but doubt.
.............................................................................................................................................
Narrative Poem by CG
He is the only one left now
The rest have all gone to the sky
The Earth is crumbling day by day
As sunlight fades to night.
The man picked up his walking stick and
Trudged down the street
For one last walk around his town
Civilization obsolete.
Buildings, cars, roads, and bones
Air stained with disease
Ragged branches swaying
In the listless, sour breeze.
What once was hope, but nevermore
As resources started to drain
Careless humans, isn’t this what you were asking for?
His end is coming soon, he knows
Famine, the invincible beast
Claws a hole in his stomach
Waiting for its human feast.
But there’s nothing left to live for
When nobody’s left to live
Barren lands, abandoned houses
And nothing more to give.
.............................................................................................................................................
Narrative Poem by HKS
HeeJi the student who didn’t work in school
She had to prepare her test
Bad scores will be not acceptable
Because her parents will take away her phone
So late at night HeeJi stayed
Alone in the class of horror
OH NO, she cried as she forgot her books
and she went to the library to grab them
While she was searching for the books she needs
A mysterious creature appeared to her
The books joined together and made the monster
which was raging for naughty students
The mysterious creature was looking for her
And misunderstood that she was a naughty student
HeeJi realized the danger and tried to escape
But the door was already closed
HeeJi started to escape from the library
But she couldn’t find the way
She then decided to herself
To fight with the creature’s wave
HeeJi started to escape from the library
She grabbed the books nearby
She started throw the books
But it didn’t work as well
Suddenly a fairy appeared
Saying it is an angel of the hero
It gave a shining sword to win the battle
and it disappeared itself quietly
With the angel’s help Heeji gets the courage
She used a sword that had a blazing blade
She stabbed the blade to the monster’s heart
And the monster exploded in scream
The door was opened and she finally went out
and she went back to her classroom
She looked at the clock, it was 8:40
It was about time to take the test
.............................................................................................................................................
Narrative Poem by KO
Dream
I ride on my bicycle through the winding road,
It’s scary, but I’m not bored
The forest is dark,
And the wolves give a deep bark,
Only five more minutes,
Till I’ll be home for my biscuits,
The cold wind is blowing hard,
And I won’t give up and pedal the hill upward,
But I can’t find the way out,
I really want to cry out loud,
Then I was struck by a lightning,
I heard a voice crying,
“Are you alright?”
An old lady is sitting straight,
Then an old man is smiling
What a lovely day, I want to go sailing,
We should go out to the sea
And have a picnic with tea
We had a lovely time
Relaxed and fun
I wanted to stay forever
They told me I can not stay, never
It’s too early to be up here
We will come to pick you up from there,
Don’t worry it will be alright,
Forget about us and your future will be bright,
Look in the cellar,
You will find our family album there,
We love you dear,
Enjoy till the last minute disappears,
Then we’ll come down,
Until we meet, when,
We won’t say goodbye,
Because we’ll definitely come near by,
Until then our sweet little great grandson,
You are for us a rising sun,
Then the shutter rolled up,
“Good morning, it’s time to wake up!!”
My angry mother is looking ,
She wouldn’t stop crying,
“How often do I have to call you!
You know this is a real stress for me and you!”
I rushed down stairs
searched for an old album in despair,
Yes, I found it in dust
I looked through because it was a must,
There I found them smiling
In a family photo gathering,
My great grandmother and father
I saw them just a few minutes ago no longer,
Told me I should not go with them,
The time is too early to stay with them,
So I know they are looking after me,
I’m not so scared and till they come to take me to sea
I’ll enjoy the life here on earth,
Till I forget to wake up and breath.
.............................................................................................................................................
Narrative Poem by LS
A girl call Lisa go out of her house,
With her luggage and her dog, with a mouse call Simon
In her house was all silence, and the dog, shouting,
And the mouse call Simon, bites the clothes and the rocks
When the girl call her dog, he stay in the plot,
and when it was half past ten, the dog became a shelf,
and the mouse with a dollar call the dog with an umbrella,
the girl became sad, and the mouse bites her feet and a shelf
When they arrive in London a taxi appears,
and with the two luggage he transport to a hotel,
then the girl give him three euros,
and a chewing gum of her daughter.
A man discover the girl voices,
which was so beautiful
he ask for an audition,
and she says it was a great idea
When she presents on Broadway,
all the stadium was full,
and she ask for a drink,
some candies and cheese
When she starts people stay silence,
and her songs was opera,
her voice went into the whole stadium,
and she enjoy a lot with the mouse and her dog.
And all the people were,
enjoying and having fun
but suddenly something happen,
a sound cricked down
And the girl was still singing,
with her dog and with her mouth.
The sound was louder and louder,
and the girl scary, run away
.............................................................................................................................................
Narrative Poem by EC
The boy lived in a wooden house.
The boy is killing the witches.
The boy is saving village.
But no one believe that.
The boy went to village
There was one witche.
The witch scared women.
“Help!Help!” said the women
The boy killed witch.
The villagers saw it.
“The boy killed someone!”
“The boy killed someone!”
The boy saved women.
“ I saved women!”
“ I saved women!”
But no one believe that.
The boy was sad.
The boy stopped saving.
Because no one believed him.
The boy was sad.
Few days later.
Witches came to the village.
Witches scared people.
But boy is in the house.
People are screaming.
“Help! Help!”
No one helped people.
NO ONE HELPED PEOPLE.
One witches burn a house.
Another and another burn a house.
People shocked.
The witches burn houses.
The boy knew village have a problem.
The boy went to village.
The boy killed all the witches.
The boy saved village.
Every villager believe him.
The boy is happy
Every villager believe him
Villager thankful to him.
.............................................................................................................................................
Narrative Poem by NM
There once was a Planet which was evil
Hearkened all who came
“What be it that took place here?”
Many of them left but one did not
Anon as he visited more
The more was his want to help
But he knew not that remorseless Misery
Stretched out her lifeless arms
The mountains in the Planet were large
Large where they indeed
Much larger than the Everest of the Planet of Origins
Much larger even than those of the Arenaceous (sandy) Planet
Droitonium was the material of the ancient rocks
Which lay wasted upon the ground
‘Twas an alloy uncommonly found
This Planet had all that other places had in small quantities
A Planet home of riches and misery
Some wondered why it was still visited
A Planet such as that ought not to be heeded
“Forget its existence” they said
“Expunge its presence from the Spatial Projection”
The mountains in the Planet were large
Large where they indeed
Much larger than the Everest of the Planet of Origins
Much larger even than those of the Arenaceous Planet
The light from the Deaths of the surrounding stars
Was what gave it its unseemly colour
Many wondered if this Planet
Be not a dissimulate of Reality
The young man set forth to claim his prize of fame
But what he knew not was that his fate would be nothing more than grame (fierce, hostile)
So the self proclaimed hero took up the challenge set by many before
He took up the challenge and went to climb Burburre
A Mountain larger than imagination could grasp
There once was a Planet which was evil
Hearkened all who came
“What be it that took place here?”
Many of them left but one did not
Anon as he visited more
The more was his want to help
But he did not know that remorseless Misery
Stretched out her lifeless arms
But as fate would have it, he fell
He fell and fell and fell….
Until he hit a side of the mountain
He t his death soon,
After the skin from his back peeled off