Agoodstudent

I as a good student
I want to give you a piece of advice.

be responsible and consistent

and work diligently

we must fight in life

to be very important
and studying is the way out
to get ahead

I have dedicated myself to studying

with effort and dedication
and I want to invite you
to study with precision

In life, one must succeed.

and set many goals
for that you have to study
and reach one of these

my goal is already set

being very professional
help my family
and be ready for the end

A good student
As a good student,
I want to give you a piece of advice
be responsible and consistent
 and work with CLEARANCE

you have to fight in life

to be very important
and studying is the way out
to move forward

I have dedicated myself to studying

with effort and dedication
and I want to invite you
to study with VOCATION

In life, one must succeed.

and set a goal
that's why we need to study
to reach her fully

my goal is already set

I want to be a professional
help my family
and be a source of national pride

Student
Student, who soaks the mind
in teachers' ideas
they throw words to the wind
for you to collect
The teaching of heaven.

Student, what do you dedicate

your time for studying
sowing the destiny
for the harvest of the future

but the disappointment of students

that do not fight
they look at each other, under the shadow of the moon

in the city, of mercy

where the people
they wipe the sweat
of intestate letters, of combat
against a closed mind
filled with ambitions and fears

but you have to get home

tired of studying,
and you lean back in the armchair
with a pillow
in front of the TV.
Thinking of a thousand nonsense things,

how to drink at night

 and if it is possible to study during the day

this is how you should live

student, who knows everything

and nothing can stop it,
you are like the rain
that falls and falls without warning

but by staying calm

the desire to fight and succeed
you throw the soul to the wind
and you gather from the sea, the mind
that mind, lost in thoughts
who travel to heaven and not to the moment

but don't give up fight

fight against the wilting laziness
do what you have always wanted to be
a person with values
awaken your dignity
and do not give up, study Student

NathaliaMora
(Second grade of secondary school, Colombia)

SEARCH

How could I find the key to your soul

To enter it and glimpse your deep landscapes.
I can see that the oaks stand out in your eyes.
and suddenly, the sun of your words

Who would grant me the solution?

To the alluring enigma of your gaze
How could I…being so far away
Stop loving you... loving you in this interrupted life

Interrupted by the desire for you

You appear in a photograph, and I could die.
Looking at her... contemplating her crazily
How can I burn this feeling?
How could I find the key to your soul
To inhabit there forever
I know... that at some point I will find her.
By then... I will just wait in this solitude.

WHAT WE KEEP QUIET

What you and I keep silent

In the shyest past
Now it is a knot in the soul
Now it's like a war in our life

What we kept quiet could have caused such a silence

What pierced the ears of so many,
In the long run, they are only deaf.
And we provoke meaningless smiles

What we didn't say were not just tears afterwards

Scars from deep wounds emerged
Like the roots of a tree, whose leaves die in the drought.
In the absence of love, rays of the sun and energy

What you and I keep quiet

It has no comparison, it was a silence that we tore away from others, and that today
We lament like crazy wanting to scream so loud
May the universe hear us, silence is already exhausted... give me a kiss

Demelsa
(3rd E.S.O, I.E.S Calatalifa, Villaviciosa de Odón, Spain)

Eternity waits

Sweat.
It didn't bloom for everyone.
Not me.
But everything ended. Everything is over.
Why that silence?
I was enrolling in his soul,
I was suffocating,
he asked me every day to explain it to him
what was solitude.
-Are you asking me silently?
God of the cowards,
demon of the brave.
Death for the poets and
glory to the uprising.
He liked my response,
he captivated her.
But the vile coward did not respond.
Sweat?
Maybe, the adventurer, the navigator,
the pirate of the seven dimensions,
the painter or the actor..?
My sweat is different.
Suffocate me, play with me.
He laughs, mocks me.
Hit my body with passion,
awakening such feelings
what would make a wounded heart rise
from his grave
to dance a tango in the light of the full moon.
A light, a hallway.
Eternity awaits me.

THAT

If in this vile and condemned world

Is there someone,
it doesn't matter;
an adventurer, a street sweeper,
a Chinese man, an Irishman,
a dreamer, an executive, an actor...
Open the heart, close the eyes.
There it is!! Look at it!! Look at it!
She is the poet.
The one who doesn't care about a name.
The one who doesn't care about a prize.
She who does not like to be called a poet,
the one who only wants you to open your heart,
to a new world.

AmaliaSafi
(4th year of secondary school, Stella Maris Institute. Mar del Plata, Argentina)

The after

This desert of thoughts keeps me awake,

I would like a light, an idea,
that will reflect my downfall.

This dead end,

it has left a wound:
a scratch on my heart.

And already your words,

they are not a comfort,
they are a wind that freezes:
they leave me voiceless,
they freeze my soul,
they assassinate my silences...

And your love becomes

a dead hope,
stored in a drawer,
a hated memory,
that forces me to remember her.

Irene Fernández Ugidos

(2nd year of ESO, Our Lady of Providence, Palencia, Spain)

From the Wrinkles

It's already leaving,

tape
suffered
wasted in this life,
those years that I long for
when my skin,
wrinkled
look out the window
seeking solace.

Come back little one,

sweet,
yellow
youth that always shines,
and the first love
enjoying with pain,
and smooth...
I long for you, youth
just as I long for the light in my nights.

Montreal
4th Year of Secondary Education, I.E.S. Calatalifa, Villaviciosa de Odón, Spain

Diminishing dusk light

that in dying grants life,
fruit of an impatient love
for which both expire.

Free constant whisper,

the one of the warm breeze
who plays at being a wanderer
dedicating a caress.

Unattainable light
white infinite sphere!
by inevitable fate
death known by no one.

Wave swayed by the wind

that will never be captive
continues its journey and,
with sighs, she falls defeated.
Headache detained
in that allegory
from a more flourishing past
even if it was fantasy.

Unattainable star, wave,

whisper and forbidden passion,
place dying in the past
and in silence, though it does not forget.

That's me, dreaming

to achieve my dreams one day
for memories and fears
I strive not to be defeated.

Luis Sanchidrián
(15 años, 4º ESO, IES Calatalifa, Villaviciosa de Odón, España)

On Monday we met at school.

I wanted to get closer, to be by your side
and kiss your sweet lips,
under that blue sky.
And there is no evil that hurts me more
to not go and be quiet,
and not tell you how much I love you.

Finally, one day we met,

and you stood by my side.
I felt the urge to hug each other.
Time has stood still.
And that was the great moment,
the big moment to tell you
I love you.

Now there is only one goal.

It is to talk and get to know each other.

But whenever I am with you

and with our friends,
everything becomes blurry.
I hate that situation,
that's why we ended up alone,
the longest day of the year.
And this is as far as I can write.
I just hope I can write again,
Once I have told you
how much I love you.

Desperate song
(4th year of Secondary Education, I.E.S Calatalifa, Villaviciosa de Odón, Spain)

NIGHT OF LONELINESS

I would like to be able to say

I'm wonderful
but no further than reality
I fall sharply and you can no longer.
do nothing to remedy it.

Life is not life without you,

but the most painful death
what results from loneliness
to which you subject me unintentionally.

And what to do if I want you, if I love you,

and I can't have you?
Because the dark night has taken you away from my side
and I don’t know what I should do anymore.

Bitterness and despair fill me,

and even the most impotent rage
for knowing that death is the only way
to stop being without you.
Alberto Muñoz Rodríguez
(3rd year of ESO, Divino Maestro School, Salamanca, Spain)

FORBIDDEN LOVE

When love arrives,

does not understand about place
neither race
the cities come closer
the sea disappears and
the countries come together
but when there is envy
and injustice
the heart cracks
and it breaks our soul.
Despite this, love
can rise from its ashes
like a phoenix in mythological times.

Karina Rodríguez Heads

(3rd Year of Secondary Education, Colegio Divino Maestro, Salamanca, Spain)

LIFE WITHOUT YOU

Life without you

it's like a sky without stars
it's like a sea without water
life without you
is to imagine and not to live
to feel but not to laugh
life without you
it is to lose the air I breathe
to die in oblivion
to love is to be with you
Marta and Esther
(3rd year of ESO, Divino Maestro School, Salamanca, Spain)

It was a cloudy day when

He/She showed up in my life
You my winged one and
Beautiful
Esther María,
Red among feelings
And cries
My sweet winged Mary
Loving hurt his heart
Praying for another night in
Your room needs a bit of care and understanding.
My beloved, you called me my
Unique glow
No kiss was stolen,
I was uselessly asking you for love, and
Of love mine
Alada died.
Only crying for her love.

Catalina
(8th grade, José de San Martín School, San Felipe, Chile)

SADNESS

Every day that passes is

it darkens a part of it
with more speed.

Her other half

does not know what to do
in light of such an event.

And feels like flying to the

not having your feet on
the earth travels in another
universe and comes across
millions of unknowns that confuse her.

She feels lost because

her dark side dominates her,
falls into the darkness and cannot get out.

Although he/she has hope,

there is a small light that
the guide to truth
how much I was waiting.

When the truth comes out

doesn't know what to do and improvises
nothing goes well for him, everything is going wrong

against him but try to be

strong, puts their feet on the ground,
and find someone to help her
and raises it to reality.

His life becomes clear before

everyone who believed her
incompetent, your future shines
and gives it a new meaning to
the life she believed was dead.

Álvaro Crespo Gómez

(13 años, 2º E.S.O, Colegio Hispano-inglés, Santa Cruz de Tenerife, España)

THE KNIGHT OF WAR

The resurgence appears

powerful of the warrior,
with fear of destroying,
and for them to say I love you.

It will fall a hundred thousand times more.

but with her courage, she will rise,

You will hear none of their screams, ever.
Cries on the inside
on the outside, it does not feel the pain
does not need armor,
enough with his modesty.
The heart that he/she has is reserved.
for an unexpected love
with whom he/she has already dreamed
and he knows that someone is waiting for him somewhere,
but, in the meantime, maintains his seriousness
and with total normality
a battle will be fought, another battle will be waged,
and he is just another snake,
and with the poison of his sword, he is going to kill his enemy,
and when everything ends
one can march without any unimportant wounds,
but there is one more boy to annihilate,
He approaches him and stabs him with a dagger.
That day he killed dozens of people,
and they have decorated him again,
although he merely unloaded his poison like an animal;
but to each deceased person,
a lost dream to remember,
that without thinking of the woman who was going to love them.

He is just another little bug,

a killer just like that
who wants to commit suicide
for the sorrows, and the loneliness
what wants to drown in the sea of tranquility,
well, he has had to leave many friends,
because Death came to visit them,
And for each lost friend, a tear to shed.
to the Sun, and to solitude
in which their solitude is.
He regrets all those deaths,
and every time I killed, I didn't know who died,
his enemy or him in life.
But their end, you can see it coming,
has been forgiven
for the deaths it has caused,
will go to heaven, but everyone will remain with their body
and flattering everything he has done.
See a ray of light pass,
has seen the sun again,
like spring to the flower,
the brightness of his heart.
And this was just another man,
of whom you already narrate his feats,
although like him there were many more,
not everyone was able to rectify,
lost in the shadow
they could not see beyond
from reality,
well, the eyes were covered
with loneliness.

Without you, nothing is the same,

I see you leaving,
your eyes shipwreck
and my solitude, I see coming
at the pace you are leaving.
Don't cry for me,
I will always be with you,
I will follow you, wherever you are,
think of me, and I will return.

Today the sad joy is here,

solitude has won,
the truth has lied,
and you're not,
you have left;
I pretend to be fine
but I can't take it anymore,
and I broke down crying,
I just gave her a Cupid's kiss,
what a memory, and I do not forget.
I think about it, and I smile,
Why am I so gloomy?
I have had you,
I have been with you for a long time
receiving your affection,
and I know that you have loved me,
and, even though you are no longer with me,
I'm still not cold,
Well, I think you haven't left,
turning the gaze into oblivion.

MY PLANT, MY HOPE

Sowing hope
on my balcony,
I see it dripping, and the water falls
from my heart,
and I see you, I long for you
like a horse in the wind,
I love you;
I take the mop and clean the memories.
with which I have stained the floor;
and can you believe that I no longer love you,
but think about what a kiss is worth
and each of these verses.

What will your heart know?

of closed feelings!
of how much I have loved you;
and you can think
that I have a heart of stone,
but, don't doubt it, I have my sorrows.

What do you know?

from bitterness,
and loneliness!
you who think that your path belongs to no one,
but you see the locks
that I myself do as I please,
and leave traces in your doubts
and in my grooves.
But the day after tomorrow,
buds of hope,
well, it starts to get dark,
and another day goes by
and you are not,
But, calm down my girl, I can already see my plant growing.
and to you, to disappear
in the gathered memories
What I have from yesterday.

WHERE ARE YOU?

I knock on the door

from your heart, and,
I only hope that you receive me.
with open arms,
no lies, just with a smile,
but no one answers me,
Where are you?
I know that without you, nothing will be the same.

I take a walk down the street,

in which you used to live,
and I see the holes you have left in my life,
but I keep walking, and I see how people
that I know, falls into the holes,
Where are you?
I know that without you, everything goes wrong.

More than air, I need your friendship

to breathe,
well, you have left me in solitude.
I cry with turpentine,
thinking that you are leaving
to another place,
Where are you?
I know that without me, you will be nothing.

But the end of my holes I see approaching

well they are filled with friends,
and, for some reason, I come back to knock on your door,
What do my eyes see! You greet me again,
Hello, how are you? Very good
I've gone crazy again,
my autumn has passed,
I smile at the rain,
and I cry to the wind.
I know that with you I am everything,
I am like a cuddly bear,
very cloying,
but I only ask you for some caresses, once in a while,
like the ones I used to give you,
when I knew you were lying.
In addition, you have the certainty
that I am the person who loves you the most,
and he/she has loved you,
since I met you,
well, from here, and,
with these verses, I say goodbye,
and I remind you, that never,
you will fall into oblivion.

I remember you,
And of your kisses,
I'm going to be honest with you;
I no longer know how long I've loved you.
I am obese with love.

I seek a little corner where I can lean.

And I find the bar of every afternoon,
But...
I have learned to cry,
In solitude,
To not love,
Because I am in solitude, and,
To tell my sorrows to the sea.

I have changed,
Every morning,
I get up from the bed,
And I see,
Blank sheets,
My sleepless nights,
And this is my whole life.
I no longer have anyone who loves me
And I kissed myself at dawn each morning
And in those moments,
I felt like the lord of the sky
And I feel like I have everything, or that everything is slipping away from me.

I know that in the dark nights

You light up my heart
Like a lost star,
But from my shadow,
I am looking for you, my life.

Since you don't love me anymore

I feel like I am dying, and
I love animals
And the animal I love the most is,
The scavenger vulture, and,
Every time I see you
My thoughts are being eaten.
Two black vultures.

I am going to try to draw my sorrows.

In the sand
To see if when the wind arrives
They take them away,
Because every time I sink deeper
In the absurdity
With which you light up my heart.

MY PRINCESS

My princess, the most beautiful,

My princess, with whom everyone dreams,
My princess, my mistress,
My princess, that is her.

My princess, whom I love,

My princess, whom I kiss,
My princess, to whom I dedicate these verses,
My princess, with whom I sleep.

My bed,
tells me that he is tired
For seeing myself dream with you, my princess,
and see how while I sleep, I smile,
while I sing to you, I pamper you, I caress you.

My princess, for whom I cry,

My princess, whom I say, I miss you,
My princess, whom I love more than a thousand gold bars
My princess, for whom I give everything.

My princess, owner of my affection,

My princess, cause of my sorrows,
My princess, cause of my joys,
My princess, whom I love, and have loved

Natalia García López

(3rd year of Secondary Education, El Pinar High School, Alcorcón, Spain)

My heart is sick
for loving you so much.
My soul is sick
for waiting for you so much.
You with me, everything is over.
And I only have your memories left.
But now nothing matters anymore,
Well, I replaced you for another love.
Although if you came back to me,
I would leave everything, even my name.
And it's the last thing I want to do.
I want to forget you, and not love you.
May my heart heal once and for all.
And not to keep remembering
those moments when you told me: I LOVE YOU.

Sent by Ruth León Amat

(4th ESO, Ramón Llull, Palma de Mallorca, Spain)
If every time I think of you
a star will fade away,
there wouldn't be in the sky
star that will shine.

José Carlos Prado Andueza

(3rd ESO, IES El Empecinado, Aranda de Duero, Spain)
THE MOST BEAUTIFUL FLOWER

Oh, beautiful flower, you who provide oxygen

And happiness, what will be the most beautiful flower?
We don't know it, or maybe we do, who knows.
You only disappear in winter and in spring.
you appear more beautiful and great, oh, how lovely,
Pretty bee takes the honey from you and you do not complain.
But be careful, or the barking of the wind
it takes you flying, oh, poor you, beautiful flower
in the wet earth and with your petals,
you who were a tiny and insignificant seed
how beautiful and lovely you are now.

AitanaMarcosGuinea
(3rd ESO, Divino Maestro School, Salamanca, Spain)
I want to see you, but I don't see you;
I want to feel you, but I don't feel you;
I want to hug you, but I don't.
I don't want to tell you, but I love you.
I want to call you and I don't call you;
I want to talk to you and I don't talk to you;
I want to listen to you and I don't.
I don't want to tell you, but I love you.
I want to be with you, but I'm not;
I want to give you a kiss, but I won't.
I want to be myself, but I am not.
I don't want to tell you, but I love you.
I want to have you, but I don't have you;
I want to understand you, but I don't understand you;
I want to forget you, but I can't;
Because, you already know, I love you.

Norma Ivonne Miranda Luna

(Blas Galindo Secondary School, Mexico City)

What does an angel and a friend do for you?

Dedicated to Laura and Adan

an angel watches over

your dream.

a friend
dreams of you.

an angel claps
your triumphs.

a friend helps you

for you to succeed.

Demelsa

THE MOON CRIES

The moon cries

Why could it be?
The moon cries
What will happen to him/her?

Destruction sees
from there.
Violence sees
from there.
Life stops loving.
What will happen to him/her?
The moon doesn't stop crying.
So beautiful you are!
So beautiful and fleeting!
Stop crying, full moon,
stop crying.
Life is not life
without your light.

The night stops being special.

Come on, beautiful! Stop crying.

BEAUTIFUL CANARY ISLANDS

From the summit to the sea,

from the pine to Candelaria
nothing but beauty is seen
in these Canary Islands.
How beautiful you are, my seven islands!
What beauty is breathed in every corner!
Be poetry and adventure.
The adventure of my heart.
Even if I am in another land as an emigrant,
I will never forget it or its cloud.
It is your giant Teide.
Risks of potatoes and gofio.
How beautiful you are Canary Islands!
How beautiful you all are!

IT'S YOU

Music that inspires me

you bring me out of my loneliness
you got tangled in my hair
and now I can't untangle you.
Are you my nightmare?
Are you my dream?
Are you my reason to live?
Yes, that's something like you.
My love,
you are my poetry
you are the flower that wants to fight
to survive.
Something like this is you.
If you reach the battle
never forget that you are you.

THE DOVE OF PEACE

Blurry images,
it cannot be explained,
how has this happened
today in humanity.
One does not play with life,
with freedom,
with dignity.
Killing is not tolerated
for pure hatred of freedom.
The dove of peace,
go from here to there,
asking the man
that I stop fighting.
Pride
what can more,
he covers his ears
and does not let him listen.

Auxi.
(4th ESO, Divino Maestro School, Salamanca, Spain)

Today I woke up
and you were not by my side.
Why did you leave?
Why have you left me?
Not even a kiss,
not even a goodbye,
I want to have you close.
Please don't go!
My eyes fill with tears
upon seeing that you have left
only the memory remains
from that summer night.
And I wonder if I will see you again;
even if a long time passes
I will not stop loving you
because you are everything to me
and I can't live without you.

A WISH OF THE HEART

From your mouth, I ask for a kiss
of your life an illusion
a smile from your face
and from your soul, only love.

It doesn't matter if you don't believe me

you have stolen my heart

when love gets inside
puts veils without reason.

Don't deceive me, don't lie to me,

if you want her, tell me,
Don't do it to make me jealous.
because then I will do it.

She is just taking advantage.

from this brief situation
he/she neither likes you, nor wants you
because I am already here for that.

Micaela Andrea Pereira Ferreira.

Divine Teacher College, Salamanca, Spain
Yesterday I dreamed
Yesterday, I dreamed of you,
I woke up and remembered.
that I have lost you.

Yesterday I dreamed of you,

I opened my eyes
But you had left.
Yesterday I dreamed of you
and sadly today
you spoke with me.

Cristina García Almaraz

(3rd year of ESO, Divino Maestro School, Salamanca, Spain)

Don't cry, soul in pain,

true love runs through your veins,
illusion and emotion mature in you,
passion and modesty turn into madness
simple love, that is your bitterness.

Alberto Muñoz Rodríguez

(3rd Year of ESO, Divine Master School, Salamanca, Spain)

The sea comes in:

through the worn hole
without a breath.

They were my silver teachers

They were my golden guides
They were my great moments
They were my best comedians
They were my happy moments
They were my beloved companions
They were my silver medals
They were my dear companions.
They were my hours of sunshine.
They were my longest years
They were my legendary legacies
They were my hours of peace
They were my little roads
They were my ambassadors of memories
They were my memories, and they are

Alberto and Michel

(3rd ESO, Divine Master School, Salamanca, Spain)

GOODBYE SPRING

And the lady spring,

I approach and greet,

he told me, I'm leaving,

I am no longer here.

Well, the sky is no longer blue,

the flowers and the plants are no longer there,

from the water, life departs,

life goes on.

A thousand needles have pierced me,

your planet is fading,

no more siren cries,

no more dreams with chimeras,

Wake up.

The sky is no longer blue,

the dying flowers fall,

about the cold velvet,

of all the cities.

Wake up.

Karina Rodríguez Cabezas

(3rd year of ESO, Divino Maestro School, Salamanca, Spain)

When it begins to dawn

I feel my body tremble
Even though I know I'm not going to see you today
Loneliness must accompany me
And I will have to get used to it
To live without your love
Suffer and endure
without your kisses, I don't know what to do
I only know that until the end
I will love you

Kukufita
(Divine Master School, Salamanca, Spain)

I want to be inside your head,

to discover why there is so much beauty.
And tell you in your ear what is happening to me.
I haven't even seen a smile yet,
and I know that within you there is one that is mine,
and to whisper in your ear that I am here,
that we are chosen.
I am in no hurry to hear a yes,
let's say now that we are not separating.
I am in no hurry to see you here...
I prefer to just think that something has been born in me.
You are dancing in my head,
I think it's your way of being that makes me lose myself.
And to whisper in your ear that I am here,
that we are chosen.
I am not in a hurry to hear a yes.
Let it be said now that we no longer separate.
I am in no hurry to see you here
I prefer to just think that something has been born in me.

Andrea Argenta Cortés

2nd Year of Secondary Education, Felipe Trigo High School, Móstoles, Spain

I would like to be soft air

I would like to be a sweet sea,
to always be able to
to kiss your sweet lips.

I wish it were that easy

it is what I must think
and thus I can finally
to erase you from my mind

Why is it always so difficult

And what does it have to do with me?
Why doesn't it happen to someone else?
and leave me alone?

We can never know

When can it happen to us,
but to everyone someday
can the turn arrive

It can be very nice.

all this about loving,
but it is quite painful
if that love is real.

All of this is not a lie

I can tell you about it.
but now it is happening to me
and I am tired of crying.

And if I can finally one day

I really want to kiss you,
I will not stop loving you
for all eternity.

LorenaRamosMartín
(Divine Master School, Salamanca, Spain)

Beautiful afternoon on which I met you,

grandiose afternoon in which I noticed you,
I admired your face of great beauty,
and I observed your perplexed smile,
your green eyes like the emerald I keep in my chest,
it's the bright star that I love the most.
Your gaze stripped my thoughts bare,
and your caresses returned to my meeting.
That body that fills me with desire is in the person I love the most.
I only know that the time I am
living by your side
I wouldn't exchange it for any other life without you.
You once told me
how unfortunate you would be.
Do you still think that way?
If living by your side is being unfortunate,
I want to be unfortunate my whole life!
I love you, my life.
Dedicated to the best boyfriend in the world!!

At dusk I will sleep dreaming of your love;

I will sleep again and dream of seeing you and me,
to fly beyond towards something unmatched,
towards a time of splendor touching
almost the sun,
to fly beyond, love will guide us
the heart flies high touching
almost the sun you and me
we will surf the boundary,
we will love each other until the end,
touching almost the sun you
and I.

Cursed tear shed

damn the hour when I told you I loved you
at that moment I was only thinking
in that spilled tear

on that sad night

in which you had me
how naive I was that everything
I believed what you told me.

since that afternoon

I was only thinking about your smile.
in your caresses in your gaze

in that immense solitude

where we are
we were getting closer and finally
we kissed

the trees and the moon

they were witnesses to our words,
into the ear of the verses I write to you

looking into your green eyes

I found the magic and the secret
of the hidden kiss

I only think about that one.

moment where you
I demonstrated everything I feel
that situation in which only you
you were the owner of my heart

I just want to show you with these verses

that you are the most beautiful thing I have
and if this ever came to an end
I will only think about the kiss I gave you.
Tevy
Divine Master School, Salamanca, Spain

I want to see you.

I have a desire to love you.
I have the desire to tell you everything I feel.
But...
I am afraid of your rejection,
I'm afraid of your answer,
I am afraid of that man who distracts me.
the mere fact of having it
in my thoughts.
I hope that you will be mine again.
in a valuable time that already
I see lost.

Leti and Noe

(Divine Master School, Salamanca, Spain)

When I least expected it, when I was the most alone

and her need drove her to despair,
His friends arrived at his house
to be with her, to accompany her
when she needed it the most.

Russy yCavy
Divine Master School, Salamanca, Spain

When the sun was setting,

your gaze arrived from the corner
imitating
the beat of my heart.
And the plan of destiny began to change,
what a way to bring together this pair of strangers
that are starting to be missed.
I will not be able to forget
the quote of chance,
where I started to love you.

Auxiliadora Benito Vicente

Divine Teacher School, Salamanca, Spain

If you ever fall in love

Love him and care for him
but if it leaves you
don't cry for him
because tears are cries
and the cry of a woman
a man does not deserve it
that he didn't know how to love her.

Álvaro Crespo Gómez

(2nd year of ESO, Hispano-English school, Santa Cruz de Tenerife, Spain)

A long time ago.

A while ago
the adolescence through its balcony,
she saw him and smiled at him,
he/she quickly came down,
he had no choice but to leave
and without looking back
He/She left without a word.
there wasn't even a kiss,
not even a goodbye.

They have already knocked on my door.

the bitter drinks,
but I keep shearing
my little portion
of hope.

In my heart
there is only love
eternal love,
sincere love.
Every day I think about tomorrow
But what am I saying?
Without you, I am nothing.

I remember her:
mares like eyes, had,
moons like teeth, were smiling,
, soles like cheeks, were blushing.

It's a shame that you're not here

to see me grow.
I need you
to heat my world,
well, it is frozen,
you don't have to love me,
all I need is for you to see me.
I've spent my whole life searching for you, and you
walking through my memories.

I want to strip my feelings bare,

and to see you fly,
do as I do,
think that I have gone,
and forget that I have loved you,
I continue on my path,
and the worst is that
you are not with me,
but I breathe, and I continue,
What am I going to do?
You are now part of the past,
and I have learned to grow.

You have stayed in a fringe of my life,

hidden in the memories of my wounded soul,
forgotten in a lost smile,
but I will no longer suffer,
I have found another woman,
with the one I wake up with every morning and
I see another sunrise,
without the need to remember yesterday.

The war

Today a gray day dawns,

the sky is dressed in clouds of crimson
Poor country!
Hear the voice of a rifle
to utter shots with bitterness and loneliness
People go out to the streets
manifesting their pain with solidarity
but nobody listens to them.
Meanwhile,
the streets of that country
they are stained with red rivers and debris,
and for that our eyes become moist.
But I can already see peace arriving,
Well, there's no one left to kill,
the deceased bodies on the ground are
and in reality it is not those bodies that have suffered the most,
but those who are still with you.
And your heart trembles
just by thinking about it, but put yourself in their place
and you're crying again,
and their family and friends look out for them
even though they know they are very far away, and that they have already left,
something is listening to them.
And it's very hard to think that they were here yesterday,
But they know that sooner or later, they will see them again.
And for all this, the sky is cleaned.
and the sun shines, more than ever,
the bitter days are behind.
But there are still people living in the past,
although others covered it up, and restarted
That is why something blooms and smiles at me from within.
I know what it is;
Joy returns to my heart
because the war has already ended.

Raquel Téllez
(2nd year of ESO, IES Felipe Trigo, Móstoles, Spain)

Voices in the background, throughout my city.

A plane passes by, like a rocket taking off.
Footsteps on the ground, of people walking.
The air can be heard passing through your ears.

The breathing of people will always be.

Like the sadness and pain of a person without love.
The hunger of the stomach makes me sigh,
but the joy of my life makes me wait.

Mary Louise
(2nd ESO, IES Felipe Trigo, Móstoles, Spain)

I heard firecrackers and shouts,

balls and airplanes in the air
and a car that its owner was driving.

She coughed, joked, and talked,

while I was writing at my table.

My head hurt,
while I remembered
that colony that was being set up
and it walked by my nose.

LorenaZapataArrogante
(2nd year of ESO, IES Felipe Trigo, Móstoles, Spain)
Being in the countryside,
a bee stung me.
And thinking of you,
this poem came out of me.

When I was a little girl,

I fell from a balcony,
and being already in the air
I feared in my heart,
that still being very young,
I had not known love.

But then a cloud shaded me,

And out of nowhere, your heart came forth.
Your affection saved me, your warmth saved me;
and from that rescue I lost my pain,
giving me strength to surrender to your love.

And as this poem emerges from my heart,

A bright light dazzled me.
I headed there,
and your hand stole my heart,
taking me away just like that,
my beautiful and beloved love.

Sandra Blázquez Ballesteros

(2nd year of ESO, IES Felipe Trigo, Móstoles, Spain)

FLYING OVER THE WIND

How I would like

fly over the wind!
That bird that every day
brings us our food.

He opens his wings, guiding us on our way.

and in a brief moment,
brings us our joy.
You who criticize what I am feeling,
Do you know what the wind is?
And you respond to me with great agony:
It is the air that with sweetness
Right now you are breathing.

How I would like,

think that someday!

Sandra Blázquez Ballesteros

(2nd ESO, IES Felipe Trigo, Móstoles, Spain)

THE GIRL

The girl who runs alone across the plain,

She is frightened, but no,
she is actually in love.

In his/her thinking,
with joy, remember love
that had some day.

That love hurt him.

but she still loves him,
and with a flower in her hand,
she says goodbye to her beloved:

Goodbye, love, I will continue dreaming of you,

as long as I have on my lips,
the bitter taste of your embrace.

SMALL POEMS

Your love is a rose,

your mouth is a carnation.
Your eyes are two suns.
that come from your skin.
The sun is a ball of fire.
that bathes the skin.
You brush against her lips,
and it doesn't stop burning.

I love you madly,

for your beautiful skin.
You touch me with your hands,
you touch me with your skin.
You kiss me with your lips,
that taste like honey.

A rose is a rose,
that blooms in my garden.
She is red and beautiful like you,
It caresses me with its petals,
and kisses me like you do.

Andrea Argenta Cortés

(2nd year of ESO, IES Felipe Trigo, Móstoles, Spain)

THE BOY

The boy I met once,

tall, with light eyes;
that I think of him sometimes,
that takes me by the hands.

He loved me so much,
that could never leave me,
telling me every day:
Forget you? Never!

I loved him so much, I loved him so much,

that I don't know how I could let him/her go.
I still think about that blonde hair,
those bright eyes, those sweet lips
that I still want to kiss.
But there will always be in my heart
that little piece so as not to forget him/her ever.

VALENTINE'S DAY

The boy who occupies my heart,

it's like a marshmallow,
since your kisses are
as sweet as nougat.

Every time I think of her smile,

I start writing on a piece of paper,
all the affection I have for him/her
to always remember him.

Even if you are not there for me

I will always be there for you,
because he will always drive me crazy,
your sweet and beautiful mouth.

That nightmare I had once

I didn't like it at all.
It was that Spain was entering into war
and had nothing.
I was walking down the street

like an abandoned dog.

Searching for food,
like a desperate madman.

When I was walking down an alley,

without anything around,
I noticed a presence
in my poor heart.

It was a knife
of a young thief
what did the food want
from my little bag.

When I woke up from that dream,

I felt terrible.
I was crying
I will never forget it.

José Miguel Jurado

(2nd year of ESO, IES Felipe Trigo, Móstoles, Spain)

SUN AND MOON

She is my sun,
she is my moon,
and gives me light
like none.
Well, none other
he defeated me without luck,
but she has something
something special,
and I ride
in search of their friendship,
well, I swear my loyalty to him
above all else.

A battle of love

A good day tomorrow

I woke up with motivation,
I gathered my courage
and I attacked with my heart.
However, I lost with laziness
well, she won with her beauty.
I finally lost the battle
but my heart did not remain silent,
Well, I would try to win her over again.
even if it may fail her.
But one day I will return
And I will win her over.

Impossible Love

She entered with her beauty

and stole my heart,
now my head hurts
for wanting to live with her love.
Shortly afterwards, I found out
how committed she was,
and despite all that
my heart would not be silent.
A friend helped me
and she tore my heart apart,
later I just declared myself,
to vent my sorrows.

The word love

What does the word love express?

For some, it declares pain,
for others it expresses tenderness,
although not everyone is sweet.
In some, love has hope
but in others love does not progress,
but for many people
although not enough
love consists of:
affection, friendship, and feelings.
In others, they only depend on:
popularity, beauty, and a great mind.
Although they do not understand
that beauty is not love,
but love
it is the purity of the heart.