Poet and piano/vocalist Dyhanara Rios has been active in writing poetry, reading it to others, and entering contests for the past four years. In 2010, Rios has won First Place in Texas for the Texas Career Association Poetry Contest, and Honorable Mention at the Northside Independent School District May Day Poetry Contest (and published in the contest's anthology) . more »
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Dyhanara Rios Poems
Friendship is a garden for my friends and I, And we’ve sworn that the plants would never die. The laughs we shared as we gave it care Were as bright and lively as the flowers there.
This is who we are A Movement, a cause The People who will Put your perceptions to pause
I'm Losing Sleep Again
Sleep soundly, dear And do not dream The nightmares I dream
(1st place winner of Texas Career Association Poetry Contest 2010) When I am done with school, I am turning right back around
Drifting/Drowning (Plate Tectonics)
Why does it feel like we’re drifting Apart more and more each day? The smiles we trade have started to fade, And my heart needs you more each day.
Ballad of the Sycamore Tree
When the drone of the school day Became a terrible bore, The best of friends would hang out For a moment under the old sycamore.
Alternative Fuel Power
Your smile is another sun; Listen now, it’s just that pretty. It could power a whole house, No, it could power a whole city.
Turn away now! This is the me I never wanted you to see. My true colors start to show; The ones I never wanted you to know.
Modern Midnight Serenade
In this awkward evening hour The music flows in beat with my heart As I express the ache of being apart. My keyboard's on battery power;
Embracing a Cactus
Her needles warned you to stay away But you crossed the boundary anyway You held her tight until you bled You longed to place a kiss on her forehead
Different Hours, Different Flowers
I spotted some sunflowers: Concealing the lawn in a blanket of gold, In the early dawn it’s a beauty to behold. Covered in glistening, glass drops of dew,
Eleven and Two
I’m in math class… Waiting… Five minutes Until the bell rings.
Miscommunication; No, I’m the monstrosity That caused this tragedy; The battlefield reaches
I could be at a huge party, But I might still feel alone. I could be in a crowd of people, But I might still feel alone.
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Friendship is a garden for my friends and I,
And we’ve sworn that the plants would never die.
The laughs we shared as we gave it care
Were as bright and lively as the flowers there.
The bonds we’ve grown with the seeds we’ve sown
Are greater than all the others I’ve known.
Friendship is a ship that sometimes sinks in time,
But the one my friends and I ride sails just fine.
The stories we share as we journey everywhere
Were wonderful and uplifting like the ocean air.
There are many storms throughout the many seas,
But nothing enough to break their ...