Biography of tyler eisner
I'm currently a high school student at Roosevelt high school and all of my poems are about the things that go on in the busy and drama filled life of high school as i struggle through relationships and social statuses that are and will be forever changing in our society.
tyler eisner Poems
Ode To The Smell Of Electricity
Under the bed In a loop Only turning left A train buzzes around a track
Imperfection Is Beauty
Beauty, a derogator for those who don’t possess, Who prick and pry to look their best Only to find it does not help To ruin one’s self to win another’s attention,
Best-friend’s girlfriend. An option? Not so much A nerd, like I, and Lego’s same The inspiration to a gift to GFATT Studs. Lego studs. Red. Small. Cheep.
I never knew how harsh grease can be on one’s heart. “Summer lovin, happened so fast” “Summer lovin, had me a blast” Yes I did and that was the hardest part
How fast time flies Year gone in an instant One may blink into the future But can one blink into the past
E.L (The Cave)
First day of school-new school- no friends Where do I go? Who do I eat with? Where do I eat? It’s a beautiful September day, the 5th Find a nice spot outside to sit, and eat
IPod Is I’ for fear I write these words To thou whom maim’est mine mind’s eye With tales o’ horror that scare me. Why?
I see me, slumped over in a shower Head pressed against the wall Steam stripped stripes streak down my back Leaving a zebra of red on my skin
How Nice It Is When The Sun Comes Out
The sun comes up, horizon east The leaves soak up the rays of light upon them Turn light to growth, turn light to growth Against my face I feel the warmth,
What to do? What to do about this of topics which puzzle my brain?
A Leaf's Shame
The leaves turn their heads to hide their blush, Revealing colors, red, and orange, as if from air brush, Away they turn to hide in shame, And hide their green as if a game,
Fires Of Subconcious
In dreams you expect without choosing what to expect See without knowing what sights will come From deep in your mind, ideas and things Rise to dreams, like creatures who feed on the surface
Like me: flirting is just natural, or subconscious Then again similarities are what I look for Inevitably I got for it. Not sure if I Really meant it
11 years of age, theatrical young “love” Broken by the mother Reconnected at 15. Introductions to a friend: A Grow closer to each other, better friends
A Leaf's Shame
The leaves turn their heads to hide their blush,
Revealing colors, red, and orange, as if from air brush,
Away they turn to hide in shame,
And hide their green as if a game,
But games must end at one point in time
Revealing green, but only when it will shine
To spring they call, for sweet, sweet sun,
For dew drops who glisten in that morning sun,
Spring is when their bells have rung,