Maya Reid

Rookie (New Jersey)

Maya Reid Poems

1. The Wall 11/18/2008
2. You Are... 11/18/2008
3. Who Am I? 11/18/2008
4. When Nobody's Watching 11/18/2008
5. What You Wouldn'T Say 11/18/2008
6. The Princess And The White Knight 11/18/2008
7. The Ending 11/18/2008
8. The Cards 11/18/2008
9. The Aftermath 11/18/2008
10. That 'so Shy' Guy 11/18/2008
11. That Liberating Bottle 11/18/2008
12. Taking The Train 11/18/2008
13. Superman 11/18/2008
14. Summer 11/18/2008
15. Storms 11/18/2008
16. Sonnet Iii 11/18/2008
17. So Far Away 11/18/2008
18. So Beautiful 11/18/2008
19. She Didn'T Know 11/18/2008
20. Running For My Life 11/18/2008
21. Questions 11/18/2008
22. Our Silent Stranger 11/18/2008
23. Falling (Formely Entitled One Mere Soul) 11/18/2008
24. One Coke With Two Straws 11/18/2008
25. Nothing But Tomorrows 11/18/2008
26. Not To Be 11/18/2008
27. My Shackles 11/18/2008
28. My Friends 11/18/2008
29. My Dream Truth 11/18/2008
30. My Box 11/18/2008
31. Mother Dearest 11/18/2008
32. More 11/18/2008
33. Mixed Signals 11/18/2008
34. Maya... 11/18/2008
35. Love 11/18/2008
36. Letting Herself Love You 11/18/2008
37. Kryptonite 11/18/2008
38. Incarcerated 11/18/2008
39. If Only 11/18/2008
40. I Told You That I Loved You 11/18/2008

Comments about Maya Reid

  • Shirley Morgan (3/12/2014 6:42:00 PM)

    Keep up the good work Maya. I also scribble and all my family knows it. it's our law of attraction. I wish you well and may God give you the desires of your heart. Just remember everybody is not excepted in Princeton.!

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Best Poem of Maya Reid

Americans, The Circus-Folk

Americans, the Circus-Folk

I can’t even begin to recall
The sheer number of times
My darling mother,
Whilst quieting us down,
Would mutter, “It’s a circus in here.”
Only now, as my mind matures,
Have I begun to realize
Just how right she truly was.

This whole damn country’s a circus.
A grotesque, large-scale scene
Of the amazing, absurd, and obscure
A show put on to rouse the interest and the…
…Laughter?
Of our audience,
The world at large.

We begin with the American president,
Our ringleader, if you will
The ...

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When Nobody's Watching

When nobody’s watching
I let myself make a mistake
They blink
And I stumble
When their backs are turned
A tear rolls down my cheek
They don’t know how hard it is
To be me

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