Hello, my name is Zacharia Ali Mir. I am a seventh grader at Presbyterian School. My interest in poetry began in fifth grade, when my teacher gave me a website to use, which would improve my poetry. I practiced my poetry online, especially when quarantine started. Most of the time, I would make poetry on problems happening in the world.

Quarantine was a terrible time, so what I would do when I was bored is write poems and send them to my fifth-grade teacher.  I would read the poetry to myself every time I was stressed out from staying at home too much. When I wrote poetry, it was like I was in the story itself, experiencing things that I liked to do before Covid. From now and forever, I will keep on writing poetry especially when I am not feeling well because poetry is like meditation for me.

Houston

Houston

The modern city where I lived

Happy and content

For seven years

The bustling smelly city

Where I rest relaxed on my leather couch

In my magical house

Thousands of diverse cars and trucks

Speeding along the cracked bumpy highway

Called I-610

In Houston I smell horrible gas

And immense factories

I hear diverse people

Cheering loudly for

The baseball team called the Astros

I see

Dinosaur-sized black and gray

Looming towers

Forming incredibly beautiful Downtown Houston

In this tragic Coronavirus Pandemic

I am happily writing this exhilarating poem

So I can vividly remember thriving Houston during Covid-19

Eid

People going to the mosque to do their prayers

I smell the scent of dates, sitting on the counter

children saying thank you to their parents when they give them money

I taste the chocolate being savored in my mouth

I touch the money that my grandparents gave me

Eid

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