Cygnus
Hormones
Finals
Repetition
Insomnia
Family
College
Life

by HHS Poetry Club
Cygnus
New love came to view,
Everyone knew except you,
Like a ghost, I am invisible,
Scoring you would be infeasible,
Oh, how I love to see you shine,
Now I just wish you were mine.

J.C.
Cygnus
Flowers come and play
Sunshine and showers for days
Cloud, cloud go away



Cygnus
My name is Jaclyn
But he calls me Jennifer
He calls me his soul mate
But i am really his cell mate
I am trapped in this confusion
I want it to be an illusion
Please tell me i am dreaming
Because to wake up from this feeling
He claims to be Einstein
But really his intelligence is far from fine


Cygnus
A word that makes you feel happy
A feeling for anyone and anything
Caring even when you don't feel like it
Feeling naked in a crowd
Life is love
Love is Life
Cygnus
I write as if the words were in my veins
I walk as if someone called my name
I hear a snap and think of time
While I sit here without a single dime
Thinking of all my failures
How everyone just became sailors
And sailed away leaving me stranded
Waiting for a single enchantment
Hoping to change my fate
And become the amazing and the great
Though find myself playing solitaire
And seeking a great affair
I watch flames begin and burnout
Although one like you, I've never seen come around
I know that you have not only seen butterflies become bats
But have seen how society hangs their halos and their hats.

- Precelia A.
Cygnus
by Precelia Acosta

He’s coming
Coming very soon, every second is a step closer to his creation, life
Life that has been loaned to us
Us , who are yet to be categorized as good or sinful
But sinful is everyone
But everyone shall soon enough know peace, forgiveness, acceptance
We are here in the living to discover our purpose, to play the cards he has dealt us
And separate the rocks from the almighty diamonds
We have all felt misfortune, misery, evil, pain
Pain which will soon be taken by “he who will come again to judge the living and the dead”
He who rides the graceful chariot of life
Through the lonely, regretful, unforgettable, cries of the blue moon
We are told
We are taught,
To prepare for his unpredictable arrival
But how do we prepare when we live life guessing
He runs on his own clock, so we will never be ready
To endure so much promised salvation when we can barely withstand a lifetime of pain
How will we be ready for such a pain inflicting and selfish time
How will we prepare for death when each one is different and meaningful to many

by living life with caution and to the fullest  
Amen


Cygnus
Will I exercise three times a week
Will I learn animation
Will I get a B in math
Will I get a 5 in AP exams
Will I survive this year
Will I have a better sense of style
Will I stop swearing
Will I learn how to ice-skate
Will I succeed academically
Will I manage my time
Are we reaching for the sky