Kylee Bartz

Kylee Bartz Poems

The sun shines down.
Pink flowers glow softly.
A gentle breeze rustles the leaves.
Birds flutter about the branches.
...

Purple is a mystery.
Purple is happiness.
Purple is home.
Purple is a sanctuary.
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I sit on my bed
And I read the same thing over and over.
I read what he wrote when he loved me.
...

The words appear on the paper
Its magic.
The magic has the power to heal my soul.
It can cover up the scars that time has left.
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You have killed me.
So many times before.
Broken me.
Murdered me.
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As I watch my comrades fall,
I cant help but think of how lucky I am to be alive.

Blood is everywhere.
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Butterflies of red and blue
flutter through the air
They dance among the flowers
Leaving footprints everywhere
...

8.

Pain is looking at the rose that he gave you.
Pain is reading that text message again and again.
Pain is seeing him everyday.
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When I think of my country,
I think of a country in dire need of help.
I think of a country that can so easily fall.
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I'm on the phone with you.
The time goes by so fast
It all goes by so quickly.
Oh how I wish that it could last.
...

So what if I see things?
These hallucinations as you call them,
How are they a big deal?
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Can I leave the asylum now?
Rabid little unicorns surround me.
All of the kittens tell me stories.
Zebras are chasing me!
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As I stare into the mirror,
My life flashes by.
As I stare into the mirror,
Tears begin to fill my eyes.
...

We are one family.
One nation, one world.
But why do we fight?
Why must we fight?
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I'll wait. And wait. And wait.
I'll wait for him to come.
I'll wait for him to save me.
...

16.

Black is a mystery
Black looks like fresh ink.
Black sounds like 97.7 rock.
Black tastes like dark chocolate.
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There is a monster inside of me
Trying to take control of me
And succeeding
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War sucks.

Like a fire, hungry for blood.
Takes more lives every day.
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War is ugly
War is gruesome
War is cold and heartless
War is unforgiving
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I am Kairi.
Searching far and wide for Sora.
Because I love him.
I am a princess of heart.
...

Kylee Bartz Biography

Well, I've experienced (still am experiencing) some pretty rought stuff, but I guess I manage to manage, for the most part. I mean, nobody's life is always perfect. I want to say I regret everything I've done in my past, but I don't particularly mind where it's brought me today. Some of it messed my life up, but I enjoy my life now, for the most part. I'm usually glad to be alive. Usually. I generally love life, just sometimes things really hurt, so I struggle to not give up some days. But I won't because I've changed. I'm at least a little better at seeing past it all now. I guess that's really all I have to say. **Living life to the 'n'th degree... And hanging on to every second of it** I mean, sometimes, the only thing that you have to hang on to is the memories you've got.)

The Best Poem Of Kylee Bartz

The Cherry Blossom Tree

The sun shines down.
Pink flowers glow softly.
A gentle breeze rustles the leaves.
Birds flutter about the branches.
A young girl sits below it.
Relaxing in the shade.
The sweet smell of cherry blossoms fills the air.
And I know
I am home.

Kylee Bartz Comments

Janaiya Stephens 24 May 2010

You're a good poet esp. for a 13 year old :) . Thanks for reading my poems. Kudos.

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Sarnath Mukherjee 13 May 2010

Your poems are good but you need to give yourself some more time. A time will come when your writing will surpass the limits of your life and you will be able to write about anything even without touching or seeing them ever...

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