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Found Poems

WHERE DID DREAMS COME FROM?
By: Quantiera T.

Dreams came from Nature's breath.
They came from roses that grew.
They live inside of you.
Proving you wrong because you walked without.
You learned that forever lives in you.
You as nature should care.
Concrete and cared about it.
Because it helped you grow so every breath you remember this. N.A.T.U.R.E.........
That is where it comes from

Nature's Dream
By: Lambert A.

Air to breathe.
Roses grew fresh.
A long with nature
But will not last forever.

Untitled
By: Elijah B.

I grew dreams and learned nature's rose.
I take a breath my lungs don't work.
I try to call for help.
No sound.
I am in fear.
I walk without concrete.
I walk on air.
I crack the laws; nature seems to crack.

Untitled
By: Ian T.

It found how the concrete rose grew
from the concrete under nature's feet

My Poem
By: Donyae W.

Dreams grew from nature's roses and no proving law
Air is fresh, it seems to live by its breath
Having to hear the concrete crack.
It's funny that the concrete lives without long,
wrong walks.

Do Now
By: Johnelle J.

It is funny having one rose breathe without air.
When it's that long walk keeping you alive
From dreams by nature
Ever seen a cracked rose in the concrete?
No!

Untitled
By: Heidy R.

Dreams by me
Dreams to see
Dreams to need
Fresh like me
Fear to death
Friends to protect

Do Now
By: Ivan M.

Nature is concrete.
Roses grew from concrete
Nature's having dreams
Rose grew funny with feet
Nature dreams are concrete

Made Up Poem
By: Marley P.

It grew nature's rose
Did dreams breathe?
Proving to the crack, it is fresh
The air is long
Funny laws in concrete
Having from concrete. It lives
The concrete that grew--
Walk without it!

Untitled
By: Latesha W.

It's funny how nobody seems to know about the rose
that grew from concrete or how about the dreams that
fly above our heads. But the long wrong walks down
road will have you thinking about that rose that grew
from concrete.

Untitled
By: Jordan J.

Fresh air to breathe.
My dreams are going far
Away my life is going
To be okay,walking without direction

Untitled
By: Tranae A.

Did you hear of the rose that grew out of concrete?
The one without dreams to live by
That one that had no roots as feet
and learned nature's law but it walks by a cared about
air. It's proving every rose wrong. It seems to breathe
fresh air. Did you hear of the rose that grew out of
concrete?

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