The Golden Blue

Farewell Blue Devil

Swetha Mathai, Staff Writer

April 30, 2018


Filed under Creative Corner, Poetry, Student Life

Blue and gold Blue and gold The colors we will never forget The colors that represent Us Blue and gold Blue and gold Colors that will follow us Wherever we go From generation to generation As Warrenites We reflect upon the years That have made us who we are today Now until next time Let...

Woman

Swetha Mathai, Staff Writer

April 25, 2018


Filed under Creative Corner, Poetry

My brain thinks like an elephant My heart beats to the rhythm of the raindrops My blood flows like the waters of the ocean My ears can hear my steady breaths My nose can smell the fear oozing out of my enemy My eyes are as sharp as a hawk My words are as venomous as a snake My voice roars as loud...

Choices

Swetha Mathai, Staff Writer

April 25, 2018


Filed under Creative Corner, Poetry

They say in life you got a choice You can die or live How can I decide with no voice You never forget but always forgive They say in life you got a choice You can deny or accept How can I make up my mind with all this noise In my head Screaming at darkness Crying at madness Is this how the...

She Cries With A Smile On Her Face

Swetha Mathai, Staff Writer

April 8, 2018


Filed under Creative Corner, Poetry

She cries with a smile on her face Her heart beats to the rhythm of the song Her mind is scattered all over the place Oh! How her day seems to last too long Her heart keeps the beat to the rhythm of the song She walks with confidence in her eyes Oh! How her day drags her along Trying to maintain...

Walk On Ice

Swetha Mathai, Staff Writer

March 19, 2018


Filed under Creative Corner, Poetry

I stand up Straight and tall I see the curve of the Earth From a distance, so far There are no trees Surrounding me It's just me, and the ice below my feet I walk on ice Cold hearted stone I'm not afraid to die I'm not afraid of being alone I walk on ice I won't slip into the Earth I'm...

Alone With My Thoughts

Swetha Mathai, Staff Writer

March 19, 2018


Filed under Creative Corner, Poetry

What's the point of explaining You're not even listening To my words What's the point of talking to you All you do is criticize what I do Shut out your words We look at each other with pure hatred in our eyes We try to stick together but it's like we're trying to stop time I try to avoid you But...

#neveragain

Myrah Rafiah Beverly, Staff Writer

March 19, 2018


Filed under Creative Corner, Poetry

today, death is one month old and i hear the bell toll or is that the shivering clang of the flag pole   it is the middle of March we are in the middle of a march but i am not too cold   my fingers are colder, my arms are warm the sun beams touches- no–rubs, rather, ...

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