Brooklyn Academy Poetry Space » Shelia

Haiku

PoetrySpace — Tue, 03 Jun 2008 13:39:03 +0000

I don’t like my home

It feels so empty in here

Time for me to move

“Another Day”

PoetrySpace — Wed, 14 May 2008 13:43:16 +0000

Sinking into a deep slumber,Awww
Here we go again
Excuse the crust in my eyes,and the stinch on my breath
Let me go to the bathroom
In here,I shower,do my daily routine
Another day;her I go again.

Now I sit on this crowded,small bus
Ignorant people,talking about nonsense
Can’t wait to get off this bus
Oh!Finally my stop
Let me go to the store;I’m hungry
Exhale,Inhale time for school

Right in front of the school
Once again I have to go through this machine
Saying to myself,I hope I don’t have to get scanned
Excuse me I say to the person in front of me
Before I know it,I’m upstairs
Oh those stairs………..
Ready for class
On my way to my future.

My Worst Enemy!

PoetrySpace — Mon, 05 May 2008 13:48:33 +0000

How do I describe my worst enemy
My worst enemy describes me
I’m alone in this room,in this world
Alone,in here alone.
It’s depressing to think that my worst enemy could be me
I don’t have any friends,no one to turn against me.Was it me?
I look at myself in this dirty mirror,could barely see me,but the enemy inside of me.
What have I done to myself?
I mistreated me,not him.
I hurt me ,not her.
I made myself cry,not them.
I should have LOVED myself more,
I should have treated myself better.
Now I’m alone in this room,in this world
Alone,in here alone.
No one to talk to about it.
I don’t respect myself as a person,so who will?

Monkey in a Zoo

PoetrySpace — Mon, 05 May 2008 13:19:15 +0000

There was a monkey in a zoo
Who wore a red shoe
The zoo keeper gave him a banana
The banana was split in two
A lion walked by,and said Boo!

“I Am”

PoetrySpace — Tue, 18 Mar 2008 13:47:53 +0000

I am Confident yet Shy

I wonder about my life

I hear my myself crying at night

I see my future

I want to take all of my mistakes

I am Confident yet Shy

I pretend that I am fine when I know I’m not

I feel my Mother’s touch

I touch m dreams

I worry about not becoming successful

I cry when I feel like I’m failing

I am confident yet shy

I understand that you only want the best for me

I say nobody is perfect,but I try

I dream about my life

I try to keep a smile on my face

I hope my words mean something

I am confident yet shy

A Letter From An Angel

PoetrySpace — Thu, 07 Feb 2008 14:56:42 +0000

To My Granddaughter, by Shelia Roseboro
Even now,I think about you,
Your warm heart,your loving smile.
You miss me,and you know that I miss you too
But you have to understand;I am in a better place now,
I still remember your cards,your flowers
Your Love.
I never forgot all of your trips to the Hospital,just to see me.

How did you feel watching me as I lay in that bed?
Did it hurt you like it did me?
Of Course it did,I saw the look in your eyes,
The pain,the love,yet fear.
Remember when you cried;I do
I cried with you inside
as I lay in that bed.

It hurt you when I said I felt like I wasn’t coming home,
and that I was Dying.
You told me not to say that,
Not knowing that I was half way in Heaven.
You didn’t want me to leave,
I didn’t want to leave you,but I had to.
I couldn’t continue letting you see me in pain.
I knew that would hurt you more than me dying,
But just know that I LOVE YOU.

Even now,I think about you,
Your warm heart,your loving smile.
You miss me,and you know that I miss you too,
Please don’t cry,don’t let me be your pain,
allow me to be your JOY!

Rest In Peace
10-12-05