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Alliteration (N)
the nagging feeling that is in human nature to nitpick like the perfectionists we are nearly no people let the world be Everyone must change
The Dream
Waking Up Playing all day in endless fun It feels as if this display that portrays such good can not betray me then i hear the sound like a stake to the head and much as i strain to stay i fail when the clock turns eight I restrain my instincts and sway out of comfort I go to change into my bland gray uniform With a shaky gait I walk toward the bathroom The freezing cold water splashed upon my face For tis another boring day of work and no fun I soon will return to the place of no dread But alas it is all just in my head
Onomatopoeia Ding I hear the crunch of rocks under the tires the bang of my heavy bag smacking the floor And the slam me closing the car door As i enter the building i hear all the chitter and chatter I finally get settled and begin to talk with my friends And then i hear the sound DING, DING, DING
Its the end of the day and people should be tired But there is an excitement upon the room
Feet are tapping and thumping in anticipation Everyone is rushing out the door
All is silent except the flick of a pencil and the tap of a keyboard Anticipation is building stomachs are grumbling then the click of the clock is heard Everyone begins packing rustling their stuff Quickly trying to hear the signal to leave then DING,DING,DING
Squealing with delight because We have hear the final bells that go DING,DING,DING
Imagery(sneaker) Excitement is upon me I really just can't wait As soon as the lid comes off I see what i've been waiting for the gleaming colors, of white and blue the smell of fresh and new the smooth hard faces that will protect me through thick and thin I can already hear the steps i will be taking And taste the adventures to be had But alas as perfection can not last After hardship and hardship I look down at my bright blue beauties Now worn and, torn but now it is time For some fresh new shoes.
Personification
bed, Backpack, Clock My Room, School, Walls Everything seems peaceful then i realize the time As soon as i start to just go back to sleep My clock starts screaming telling me to get up My room is pushing me straight out of the door As soon as i start to leave i hear my backpack say “Wait you’re forgetting about me!” Jumping out of the car while it is still in motion Running through the halls, bumping into walls So they're all saying “watch it!” the school stares at me with its evil glare But i don't fear it so i jump right towards it Everything around me seems so bland and blue My mind is struggling to stay awake I walk through the door feeling so so tired But then i see the warm soft smile Of my bed
Rhyme
Self Poem (Simile/Metaphor) Although i'm in the modern era the ancient times just captivate me Im drawn to the past like a moth to a flame I love playing games online with my friends My computer is the place where I can be me I never enjoyed the new music I prefer something from a more musically talented age Blue eyes rest up my face like an ocean of wonder People say i'm as skinny as a twig But instead of letting it get to me i embrace it My mind is a facility filled with knowledge Thoughts racing in and out as fast as jet planes
Tone(My Computer/Video Games) the power to travel through all these different worlds One second i'm saving a princess from a lord inside a castle And the next i'm flying through the cosmos racing past all of the stars I can comunicate with people from all around the earth Co-operating with my team to win the final match the victory screen pops up and my names up there on first I will be playing all night so don't even try to stop me!
I'm in the middle of the final round to win the whole game My whole team is resting on my shoulders i'm the last one left alive the game starts running really slow and starts to glitch around But then the screen turns black and all the sound just cuts out then i realize my nightmare just come true cause the power just shut off All my progress and XP has been lost I will have to do it all over again
Black shell like obsidian, Green glow like an emerald the square shape is just so divine! Sound like an orchestra, runs as smooth as a stream Its image is all i think of when i get home from school
Confident
Mood(Confident/Insecure) The music seems to start As soon as I bust through the door When I walk by everyone is screaming my name
Insecure The music seems to stop as soon as I sneak through the door When i walk by no one even knows i'm here
the bane of my existence the torturer of my soul I try to get away from it But there is no escaping it I try to tell it that will just finish later But it shows no mercy and feels no sympathe so i'm forced to do it now At last i finally to succumb to its tyrannic rule I sit down trying so hard to just focus But there is distractions all around me I finally get to go to sleep my mind is all at rest But then i shoot out of bed screaming Wait there Was Science Homework!
Allusion
Sonnet 56 I shall arrive at the social festival On saturday eve Eve, shall party commence Thine villagers await my arrival My new carriage announces my presence Glittering jewels shine diamond like bright Far i can travel for i never end My party begins on mid summers night Dancing like lunatics we shall pretend So journeying through the london west end clubs Alive the city all shaking the bums Royals get intoxicated at pubs Connecting the rich avoiding the slums Operating is my advocation All leave the party with appreciation