By: Rashmi Admala
Plans, hopes, and dreams
Eighteen-year-olds waiting to graduate
Holding onto their grasp of freedom
Summer plans waiting to be conquered
A few more days felt like aching years
The roaring conversations of students filled the room
The volume ticks higher; increasing and increasing
A lion could roar and no one would hear the sound
Suddenly, word travels rapidly like the thoughts in one’s head
One by one each student powers down
Like there’s no battery left to use
All they remembered was lockdown:
An intruder has entered the school
The silence was deafening
Students were shaking
Like the trees in the wind
Lights; off
Doors; closed
Windows; covered
Mouths; shut
Footsteps and footsteps stomp like elephants
Still bodies with closed mouths
Eyes wide with fear, staring at one another
Like the souls have already left
The cold, metal doorknob violently shakes
There he is with the eyes of a maniac
Memories are clutched onto
Times of happiness come to protect
Special family moments engrave minds
Appreciation sinks in
Maybe there’s still plans, hopes, and dreams left
This poem was very powerful and made me feel something. I liked how you used the lines
mouths; closed…etc. It was really unique.
I love how you described your poem and it really made me want to appreciate life! The poem was very strong and creative!
I really loved the lights, off, doors, closed, mouths, shut, windows, covered part! It really set the mood of the poem, and showed how scared students became.