Beautiful

a little affirmation

chakra

As much as I love art, I thought I would also add some helpful pics. I don't know about you guys but, I really want to try this!

Our new logo

strength

Yonkers’ Mural

If you live in Yonkers, you have most likely seen this Mural in Getty Square. I thought maybe it was time to share this artists Mural.

Redemption song

Back to school/ end of summer

False love

Hit me one, hit me two

Let the hits drizzle down

Build me up, feed me

Cuddle me, tell me I'm pretty

Torture me slow.

Hit three, four, five

Can't feel anymore

You tell me you love me

Daggers into my barely living heart

Choke me, beat me down

That's how I've come to live

Can't go a day with out tears or shouts.

You tell me you love me

Then hit me again

You say never again

While kissing her lips

You tell me I'm the only one

But I'm not your first.

-Anonymous

Miss Grande

This is a very beautiful picture of miss Ariana grande

The grass is always greener on the other side

                By: anonymous 

Through my rose colored glasses

Through my rose colored glasses

I see a place I could live

I see the walls that keep me within

I see the break of civilization

And the start of a free me.

Through rose colored glasses

I see a dense forest 

That hold secrets I want to know

That hold beauty untold

That hold adventures, I'm bound to go.

Untitled Rap Poetry

Was. Im to alive to try n attempt suicide. 

If i died i wouldnt be remembered. 

Well probably one gurl in September. 

Until Destiny is fulfilled i live life with all its sorrows and thrills. 

A piece of a playa'z mind. 

Sickest flows with a rhyme so sophisticated.

I can leave your soul fealin liberated. 

A lot of people have tried but aint never debated. 

The streets made me like this.

Im livin the life takin some lives and i already know whats to risk.

Music elementary. Biblical telepathy. 

Its yung suavv and I'll go down in history. 

Gone.

-Yung Suavv

a little sharing project

Today, I am going to share with you a little of what I have just recently started to work on. I think as well as a couple friends that this could be something good. So, now I am giving it up to you guys to let you shred it to pieces and let me know what you think.

t's hard to change your life. You need some kind of huge life altering event, sometimes to put things into perspective. I guess you can say I was lucky enough to have that happen to me. See, I died. Yup, full on kicked the bucket, dead. My heart, my brain, all of it just stopped working and man did it hurt. I used to think that dying was a momentary pain that just went numb as you let go and walked into the light. Well I can tell you that is not true. First, it is a long drawn out process. In my case I was beaten to death by my fiance, on my wedding day! Yeah, I know what a jerk. I caught him fucking my cousin in the bridesmaid suite but, somehow it became my fault. HE had the nerve to yell at me. Saying "why are you here?!" While he grabs my hair "You're supposed to be in your suite getting ready to be my wife!" punches me in the face "you’re a fucking bitch" kick " get the fuck out there before I split your head open." BANG. It didn’t take him long to crack my rib, break my cheek bone, and open a gash on the top of my head. While I laid there on the floor slowly dying he continued his abuse. I could feel everything, like it was on fire. Nothing dulled down as I very slowly died, nothing grew bright, and no deceased family member came from the shadows to collect me. I heard the pounding rush of blood as it quickly escaped my body, I felt it slow down as my heart stopped beating. I saw my cousin look on at my lifeless body as the man who was supposed to love me kept kicking my middle. It took a while for my brain to shut down, and the darkness to take over my eyesight. Death is not a sweet, warm embrace. It is a cold, haunting black void that leaves you alone. Bereft of everything but your thoughts. Oh well, that was then and this is very much now. *** Sitting on top of the building, I have a clear view into his apartment. The boring honey brown wallpaper and clean layout gave the small room a big feeling to it. His new girlfriend draped across his lap like an afgahn across the back of the couch. They cuddle in silence as the ending of their rented movie finishes playing out before them, on their 65 inch flat screen t.v. I can feel my legs start to fall asleep as the numbing pins and needles bite away at my nerve endings. I shift slightly careful not the fall of the edge of the ledge. This has been my perch for the past three days. As I take notes on all the activities within. So, far he has had four girls in and out of that place. He is a very busy boy; fitting in two girls while his girlfriend was away to see her mother and another while she was away at work, for a lunch date. "Come on Derek. Just go to bed, already." It was 2 am and I just want to hurry up and get in. I have had enough of the stalking and observation portion of my revenge. I am ready to get to the good part. Thinking back to my wedding day or rather what should have been my honeymoon. The day I clawed myself out of the morgues freezer draw. I honestly could not, still cannot believe I was alive again, am alive again. Having fell off of the slab and onto the cold harsh floor, it took a good hour before I was able to stand again.

Rapunzel girl

               By: Anonymous

  This reminds me of when flyn sees    Rapunzels window over the foliage. 

                Love this picture.

 For an amateur photographer this is pretty good!  

Adorable doggy

                 By: Christina Perito

                      Grade 12 

       I am in love with this photo!!!!!

Malcolm x

                   By: Ryan Mighty

                      Grade 11

Angel...

          This is one great Artist!

Another flower set

       New artist just starting and obviously loves flowers. Let me now what you think!  I personally love the Reds and blues, but I'm biased.

Darker blues

     The shadow and dark rich colors 

                       Such a beautiful day!

Baby blue

             My favorite color of blue

               Love these flowers

Fairy tree

       

love ache

Mine! You were mine! Waking up that morning, who was to know you'd slip between the confines put to keep you whole The pain was a warning but they said it was natural that you would be making room for yourself The blood told me though, that you had slipped your lead and was now coming through and as I pressed my legs together in futile hope that I could keep you still, You made your way into this world too soon. Your birth was a pain and they say all labor is but, this pain radiated from my heart as it sank. You were planned, loved, and fought over. We your parents had a fantasy of how much we would love you, share you, raise you and hold you But my womb could not hold you and for that I blame myself. I blame the empty space inside that was meant to be you home for 8 more months. I blame the empty space that was meant to nourish you and yet all it did was kill you. I blame myself cause I love you!

Disney land...

             Snow Whites Castle

       I love walking past this house 

We matter too

                    By: Gina George

                        Grade 11

Winter woods

                      By: David Colon

                          Grade 10                   Can be seen at the Yonkers Library in                        Ghetty square

I absolutely adore this winter scene. To imagine how gifted this young man is.

Horse in gallop

                      By: Esha Hafeez

                          Grade 8

Parrot freedom..

                   By: Andy Ortega

                      Grade 12

Pretty darn cool!

                  By: Sofia Creanza

                       Grade 10

      Can be seen at the Yonkers library 

Some funny stuff

My Dying Wish

Give the florist a break

Don't worry about a mass

I don't expect anyone to show.

No, need for condolences

Keep your empty words

I don't expect anyone to know.

My dying wish is to be forgotten

A lot like I was alive

I have no expectation, so you cannot fail

My life was an endless wanting

For people who would not be there

I wanted my mother but, she was cold

I wanted my children but, they took a watery exit

I wanted my love but, he has better things

I wanted myself but, I had vacated the premises.

So, do not worry about a funeral

Just dump me in the nearest ditch

I don't expect anyone to care.

~Jay🌸

Lovely

                     Isabella Tomas

                      Grade 7

This is some great work!! And it can be seen in the library in Yonkers from 9-8.

Art showcase....

                       Katherine G. 

                         Grade 10

      Can be found in the Yonkers Library

                         Ghetty square

A Living Death

Gently down the street
I let the blade take control
How much do I have to bleed?
Until I reach my goal
Death is what I’m getting at
High is what I feel
So many people I’ve hurt in life
Time to let them heal
I’ll say goodbye in a letter
I’ll seal it with a kiss
Tell them to visit my grave each month
And speak of what I miss
My friends can talk about school
And who they took to prom
My sister can speak of crushes
And my father about my mom
Finally my mind is darkening
I feel a weird type shiver
My body’s waving back and forth
Like the flow of a steady river
My eyes I feel wide open
But still nothing is in sight
39Journal out loud
I begin to think and worry
And then I see this light
I hear a deepened voice
Saying look at what you’ve done
I see my body on my bed
Still releasing blood
My moms then at the door
Calling for the meds
I’m just looking down on them
Listening to what is said
Finally they get there
They’re rushing into my place
Putting me on a bed of theirs My death they begin to trace Couldn’t this be over?
Why am I watching myself die
It was enough to feel the pain
But to see my loved ones cry
Burst into the hospital doors
People begin to stare
Could this possibly be I was loved Why was I so un-fair?
To leave my family scared
Wounds around their heart
I wish I was given a second chance
40 Jay and Stormy
I want another start
But wait I don’t deserve one For this is what I chose
My heart begins to beat
And suddenly I arose
There I am lying down
A smile appears on my face
Feeling my family’s love again Again life I taste
I’m surrounded with their hugs
I’m suffocated inside
Although I cannot breathe
This time I do not mind
I was not happy before
But my new life goal is to strive
I’m not perfect and either is home I’m just thankful I’m alive . . . Stormy

Stone

As all is lost
And water fl ows
As the eyes sparkle And loves lost
As all is darkened
And the air stiffens
All is gone
And forgotten
Her heart slows
Her mind still looking
At his image
As he walks away
He, her soul mate
As the water fl ows
Down her cheeks
And out her sparkling eyes
She turns to stone
And will not awaken Until her love is reunited.
 ~jay

This is an interesting poem from a young girl who is probably experiencing her first breakup.

Untitled 5

Hatred buried in my soul
DARKNESS has taken OVER
What am I suppose to do
I do not know
For I am lost
In a little world One so different and cold.
People never caring
For one another
People killing
Each other
Hatred spreading
Every where
God is lost
LOVE is GONE
The DEVIL RULES
And war wins
To when it ENDS
I do not know
To when it HAPPENED
I can not say
For EVIL has always
Been LURKING
But the ENDING Has CHANGED.
~jay

Tell Me

Darkness drowned me Enclosed me
And will never leave me
Darkness took away my ability
To tell good from evil Love from fright And all else.
Darkness made my decisions
And at fi rst I did not fi ght
But now I see
Of the horror that it’s caused me and my family.
So come explain to me
How to fi ght it off Because honey I’m trying.
But everything is going wrong
And I am still drowning
From the weight that was Put on me long ago.
So tell me
Preppy
How I can get
Some of you
Because I can’t fi ght
Off this evil no more
So tell me weird freak
How I am suppose to change When you’re walking away.
 ~jay

I will!

                                            Are you willing to let anything get in your way?

Just one step

The edge is so close

Just one step, a baby step

And I can be rid of this world and its bonds

That keeps me from me, to live and be free.

The cliff so steep

Just one step

And I am free from the chains

This twisted life and the “rules” of society.

Just one step, a baby step

And I can fly into a new world

Where everyone can be them

Without the worries of reprimand

The edge so close

The cliff so steep

Just one step, a baby step.

~Jay

What are you made of?

Found on Facebook

Subsiding Smiles

I’m losing my sanity mom, do you still see me

These subsiding smiles are signs of bleeding

You’re not you anymore to regretting I am bound

I’m still lost mom, by you I have not been found

Slowly I can tell mom, you’re hurting deep inside

Laughing is all I’ve got to cover the tears I’ve cried

I think I am forgetting how it feels to show true joy

You used to make me stronger mom, and now you just destroy

You’re in the other room mom, sick out your head

I’m just in here thinking how I would be better off dead

I wish you took the time to look upon my eyes

Is that to much to ask mom? I just want you to hear my cries

Darkening my thoughts mom, to a point they should not reach

Lessons of a broken soul, but I’m missing you to teach

Living on this earth but going through a hell

No more future mom, only memories to tell

Hopefully you’ll change mom, back to what is you

I can’t stand the pressure, soon it will get through

All I want is for you to seethe place in my heart that died

Without you mom there’s nothing, that’s where my life subsides

Stormy

Soulmates

Found on Facebook

These walls

These walls are getting closer

As I continue to scream

I can feel the pain and cold

So I know it’s not a dream

I’m sitting in a corner

With no one to heal my heart

The door is not there any more

So there’s no way I could part

My windows are simply fading

I know it’s my eyes

Because every time I pinch myself

I let out some more cries

Where were all my friends?

When I needed them the most

It feels like I’m not here anymore

As if I was a lost ghost

All the hurt I caused to you

I guess it’s coming back

All the years I made you cry

Because of the things I lack

I guess it’s not enough

Just being able to see

 Because I thought I try my best

The walls are closing in on me.

Stormy

A Message for Family

A message to my family, the people who were meant to protect me.

You FAILED, YES YOU DID!

You never loved me, you never comforted me

Only left me alone in this dark cruel world

Where no one gives a damn not even the ones that claim they do

All they do is beat you up mentally and physically until all that’s left

Is a withering pathetic excuse of a life force.

Not good enough for living, to breathe in the same air as the strong and

unwary.

So, I blame you for everything that has happened to me,

Because you never took the time to take care of me,

You never took the time to ask what I wanted,

What was truly the matter with me.

So go and Fuck Off you ruined us all, I’m just surprised I’m the first.

~Jay

My Burning City

Lying awake with sorrow, fearing those with pity

I’m not trying to escape my home, by name; my Burning City

To cope and then forget, something easily I have learned

Taking all that’s left of me after all of me was burned

Ghost of my past enter with the decaying of my city wall

From the very flame that started this to the ash that ended all

Darkness of my memories, the sorrow of my past

I had fear of losing this but I hope my life burns fast

No more broken promises or the fear of being forgot

I would have thrown my life away if I knew the pain it brought

Now with all I’ve gone through I fear it is too late

Although my surroundings are burning I built too strong a gate

I never should have dealt with this; I should have given up before

But because of the long delay I’ll have to put up with more

No escape or exits to my Burning City I’m condemned

-Stormy

something we got

There's something we got, and I'm not sure what its called 

But oh yea, there is something we got
And it is strong, so strong that melt for you, that there is no such thing as no
And I know, that I should be saying no but when I look at your eyes
And I feel your breath on me, its like you ignite an undying fire in me
My nerves are ablaze with the crude word you whisper to me
And your hands wonder my body, as if it is a canvas that must be examined
So you can pick the right paint and the perfect picture that will adorn me
But I don’t believe you adore me, in fact I don’t believe you love me
And I don’t believe you think this was meant to be
I think you think I am easy, and familiar and
And that all we will ever be, I think you know the words to get me going
And I know, you use this tactic on me and I am stupid enough to let them work on me
But boy don’t think that you are getting over, because I am well aware of whats going on
Oh, don’t worry, I'm not in the mood to stop it. And I am not in the place to quit just yet
And I know I love you, in fact I don’t just  love and adore you, but I have given up everything to be with you
And I saw this future for us, granted i'm just the whore that slinks by uninvited by your momma but you bring me in to stain your sheets
and I know that when its over, you will walk me to the door with some bologna to spill and then deny seeing me but, that’s alright.
I know that in time it will change and I will be the whore you live with and there will be another girl that slinks on by to your mama’s house for you to deny
oh, trust me I know that when that girl comes I will end up in the wind and she will suddenly become your “one and only” 

-Jay

feel it

I feel it in the air
Your hands, your touch, the caress that makes me feel at home
I feel it in the air the way you undress me
Leaving me naked in the middle of the street
And I feel it in the air
The way you love and hate me as if I am the reason this came to be
And I remember what we used to be
The memories taunting, circling me and pluck at each one
Reminiscing on the times we were inseparable
The times you said I was everything,
The times you said I love you and there was no hate in your eyes
No sound of sarcasm dripping from your tongue, and everything was sweet
As a lollipop and a love song,
I feel it in the air, the way you discard me like trash
But then you pull back on me, and I wonder where the line was drawn
What makes you love me then hate me so, to leave me broken and out in the snow
And I have been here for 40 days, and the frost has crept up through my nose and its going down through my veins making cold
And the air speaks to me, it sends me your love messages, it says come, wait a little longer and I will heat you up, you will be safe in my arms and I will rock you to sleep
But then you send the air to hiss at me, like I am some alley cat encroaching on your territory
and I wonder when this all came to be
but I can still feel your love wrap around me, and I can still feel your lips on mine
and I forgive you for sending me into the cold, and I wrap myself in the heat of the intimacy we once shared and I let those memories remind me of what we used to be.

Inside out

he is on the inside and
she is on the inside with him
and i am looking through the window
on the outside,why?
i should be inside, oh i gave it up thats right
but i was a child
doing what children do
and now she is in my place
wrapped in his hands
surrounded by his family
and i scream but the window is sound proof
but i am not proof, my heart breaks
and i refuse to break
so i scream louder
willing the glass to break
so i can take my place!
he turns to see me
he must of heard my muffled screams
but he is looking blindly
the fucking window, must be one sided
like my dreams, one sided
my side! his side! this is my life!
this is my time! and i will fight!
your damn right,
he is on the inside
and she is on the inside with him
wrapped in a cloak of love
his, theirs, hers
and i'm sure it isn't her fault
and i dont blame her for taking my vacated space
but what is this, finders keepers
losers weepers?
he isn't a toy to be had!
he is mine!
he is my first, he is my love
he is my safety, he is my home
and it is not right, that i should be left in the cold
-Jay
or

He is on the inside and
she is on the inside with him
and i, am on the outside, looking in
why? why am i on the outside?
oh, I gave it up thats right
but i was a child, doing what children do
and now she is on the inside
wrapped in his arms, surrounded by his family
in my place, and i scream!
but the window is sound proof
but i am not hurt proof and
i break, but i refuse to break!
so i scream louder, willing the glass to break
so i can take my place!
but it is stronger than me, and my voice cracks
my lips splinter beneath the force of my grimace
as i try to rub my tears into the cracks
he turns toward me, and my heart leaps
he must have heard my muffled screams
but he looks out blindly and i scream
the fucking window is one sided!?
kind of like my dreams, i guess
one sided, my side? his side?
this is my life! this is my time! a
and i will fight! your damn right
he is on the inside, looking out
and she is on the inside with him
and i am on the outside looking in
and just as he begins to turn away
i scream, i scream baby dont go away!
baby dont let our love slip away!
she looks back, guess theres a crack in the window
-Jay

Tell us what you think and which one is better. If you have an idea or are moved to Write i hope you will share your version.

Broken

Hearing the betrayal with my own ears

Something inside broke leaving me in tears

Breaking down so fast I didn't see it coming

But I felt it tear through me, a bullet through my heart

Digressing into basics, not understanding

How a person that was sweet could leave me here standing

All alone not knowing what is up and down

Sitting on my knees I find myself falling

In a dark abyss I hear myself calling

But no one answers just the cold wind coming

Encircling me like a tornado, I find myself torn in pieces

The woman I became lost within herself

Repeating over and over “I’m not a bad girl”

Crawling into the fetal position I clutch myself

Trying to keep the pieces from falling to the floor

Crying till I hit somber I reach up to find a door

Opening it not beneficial for it leads somewhere else

Into the quiet of judgment where I can lay down

Dying slowly inside as each word bounces of these walls

Each one stabbing me deep as I bleed out on this mirror

A reflection of every sin I have ever committed

The mistakes of the past showing in repetition

Until I hear myself “I’m not a bad girl. I did nothing wrong” do I

Finally give up.

-Jay

Miles of Emotion

Miles of emotions

Feelings out of control

My heart continues to wander

While I put my life on hold

The stories I have heard

The messages I receive

It’s hard to tell what’s true

Which ones should I believe?

Whenever I am with you

I don’t know what is real

I cannot comprehend

These feelings that I feel

Am I in love?

I’m getting really confused

Does seeing you make me happy

Or am I just amused

When you’re in my dreams

Is it a message to my heart?

I really don’t understand

This is tearing me apart

A story from my friends

Another from my mind

Now I’m even more confused

The truth I cannot find

I cannot tell what happening

I’m sure it’s for the best

I’m going to let go of this

And let my feelings rest

-Stormy

Pop!

Dreams of grandeur 

Filled with hope 

Told it was only a matter of time. 

 

Smiles, laughter, joy. 

Innocent yet wild, easily forgiven 

With a smile and a grin. 

 

One word: Sorry 

The magic word: Please 

Grin and smile, you got away. 

 

Now the curtains been lifted. 

Welcome to the world 

Open your eyes, open them wide. 

 

Dream a new dream 

That one is a child's dream 

Let go of the past. 

 

Money, success, smarts 

Have power, a way with words 

Everyone plays to your tune. 

 

The players are the same 

The games the same 

The rules have changed. 

 

 

"What do you wanna be when you grow up?" 

Words that foster false hope, false dreams. 

 -N.

deaths warm embrace

 

Locked up with nowhere to go

small and crowded, I see strangers all around me.

Neither of us knowing these few minutes are to be over soon.

 

They shuffle in and out, shouting in a foreign language, these strange tall creatures

My companions start to panic, and they all start to wail.

Suddenly, I am grabbed and taken out.

 

I struggle in the creature’s grip, shouting, hoping for someone to help.

Instead, I see my reflection laced with sadness in my companion’s faces.

There’s poking and prodding of various parts of my body as they inspect me

My vision becomes distorted as I’m turned sideways and upside down.

Two creatures look at me conversing, while one nods his head.

 

Then I am shackled against warmth, encompassing my entire being,

reminding me of my mother and her soft and warm embrace.

 

The cloud of nostalgia breezes over, as I smell blood.

I turn my head and see it everywhere.

Looking up, I see the stranger and not my mother.

It stops and I am laid on a table, and the creature holds me down.

 

My neck, the only moving part of my body struggles furiously

The struggle though is futile.

 In one quick movement it is over.

“Here’s your chicken, Ma’am”  

-N.

 

Classroom

 

Sunlight creeping in from the windows

Illuminating the wooden desks, while filling the empty chairs with a presence

A room once so familiar, now seems foreign

Quiet and serene, but emotions linger in the air

The air is full of tension, but right now it carries the aura of loneliness

The sound of a boring mundane routine is heard

The loud bang from the stapler, as papers are meshed together

The shuffling of folders being opened and stacked

No need for additional voices, no need for opinions

Just the bold black text in the textbooks

For they are bound to the book, not easily erased, not easily strayed

Bound forever in one spot, frozen in time

 -N.

Change

Endless, never-ending, never changing

Everything is the same, nothing is different

Looking into the same day, staring at something obvious

Same people, same attitude, same……. Everything

Change?

Sometimes I wonder if there is such a thing as change

If there is, are we ready?

Do we want something uncontrollable?

Something not stable, something out of our reach?

……………………………………………………………………………………………………………

No, I do not think so

We fear; no don’t understand change

Everything should be the same

Same makes us happy and secure

No one prettier than us, stronger than us, or smarter than us

Yet, the world is never under our control

No one is the same

Difference is around us

All we can do is embrace it

Do not let difference scare you, let it empower you

To be different is to be proud

-N