I am from

I am from "shut up" "ya ugly" & "you forced it" "O-M-G"

I am from Jamaican cooks who cook curry oxtail & butter beans mmm...so yummy

I am from the teenage generation where music takes over my ears & shuts down the world

I am from loud laughs from Auntie Debbie & Dacia that you could maybe hear a mile away

I am from the war of the two year old or even the terrible 2's they are so cute My-My, Lee-Lee, & Dee-Dee to Maya given beat downs to her non American cousins...oh wait I forgot little Joseph he's the youngest only 1 & ready to show Maya what he is made of if she dare step to him

I am from a nice neighborhood with a garden across the street & huge trees that may soon overtake the world by storm

I am from all kinds of neighbors the unwanted fence put up by the annoying neighbors who want to show what little property they own HA!

I am from a family of long hair so I dress it how I feel with hair clips, bobby pins, scrunchies, rubber bands, & my favorite head bands big, small, & colorful.

I am from 2 of the craziest parents who brought me up & taught me right from wrong & love me just because I'm plain ole' me!

I aM FrOm MoThErLaNd

i am a chocolate seed
with great powers

i am an immigrant
from across town or should
i say across the world...

i am Alvin Ailey
with great movement
and hot feet

i have hot feet,
i am me, i am
him, i am her
i am they, i am them

i am the crispy brown
crumbs that wants to hide and not get eaten by the
two little ain't who fights over me, in a crack concrete

i am the photos who tells
a story of nothing, but i am the shoes who
walked the march,
i am the clothes who's been ripped by dogs and stained
with the red pain form bloody Sunday...

remember that?

" oh snap " i am the
coins that sleep ed in
mamas, Nana's, and boos
pocket

i am the dreams that they carry
i am the soul that they love

i am the past, where
grandpa act, i am the future where
i need to be,
i am martin who needs me
i am me, you and we all.

Can You Guess Where I'm From ?

I come from pots &&pans in different sizes
Name brands that are impossible to recognize
Stickers of labels printed with no letters but with strokes.
Loose change, socks, you'll find everywhere
Pillows soaked with enough cried tears

Take a guess at where I'm from
I come from my personal kitchen across the street named Dunkin Donuts
Children fill the playground &&teenagers dominate the parking lot
A family that speaks broken English
You'll find buns &&baos but no danish
Spices &&sauces, fresh fruits, green vegetable
You'll never find lasagna on my table
They'll be meats satayed in sauce &&everything that is nice
Whatever the case, you can never forget the rice.

"I am" -Jessica Estelle

I am from the brown outlined in white 3 floor apartment since birth.

I am from family gatherings, like birthday parties where gossip is to be heard.

I am from a family tree that's not so perfect and never will be.

I am from generations that i won't ever see.

I am from Jag to curry chicken...Bloosoming gardens and tree with my great grandmother, who is still living.

I am from Brava, Cape Verde all the way to the lands of Europe.

I am from the descendents who claim hunger, wealth and power-It's a trip, huh?

I am from annoying cousins to apple pies.

I am from my mother whose motto is to have love, faith and hope for yourself.

I am from my elegant white on gold wallpapered bedroom.

I am from Jazz and R&B filled in my Mp3 playa!

I am from the smooth and neosoul sounds of Miles Davis, India Arie, Musiq Soulchild and even Barry White and Al Green.

I am from ice pops to cookie crumbs, baby pools even lat nights up listening to the sounds of the city and drunken fools.

I am from "whose your best friend?!?" to "Turn the a/c off before using the microwave!"

I am from sunflower seeds on my computer desk to shoes that still fit me from middle school.

I am from a family filled with hopes and dreams pushed down with hatred and lies.

Although, I am from a place that you probably don't even care about-It's cool cuz I am from a place that is still wonderful all throghout!!!!!!!!!!!! :)

I am from

I'm from the big bubble gum house on the block
where the smell of fresh lundry fills the rooms.
I'm from the phrase it's impossible at the end of each statment and when something goes wrong it's prepostorous.
my brother TJ and Ipod blasting the stereo to the tunes of B.I.G and his impossible flow with his words
my cousin tilia and sweets eating fried chicken, shrimps and white rice
I'm from basketballs rolling down the hallway as my father listens to the rolling stones
I'm from dirty football shoes left on the carpet from my little brother
I'm from graffiti on the side of the corner store the red sox world champs
Really this poem is impossible.

(I am from) POEM - by Cheryl

I am from..... by me! Cheryl =]

I am from an old fashioned household where corny jokes and long stories are told

I am from Al Green and billie Holiday records, from watching soul train and old timers playin checkers

I am from the genres hip hop & RnB where I don't define music but music defines me

I'm from long floral scarfs tied to the front and having communion on the first church sunday of the month

I am from graffiti on the sidewalks and cracks on the concrete

I'm from late nite phone calls from my goonies planning where we should meet

I am from fried chicken,cornbread,coolaid, and collard greens

I'm from my mama tellin me girl, u better iron them jeans

When u come by you'll find cousin Nita and lil Bri Bri at the crib

That's where I'm from

That's how I live....

teeyana isz my hero!!! ;-))SIKEEEEEEEEE......(i didn't type that,she did)LOLzzz !! ENJOY!!