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LETTER TO MY BESTFREINDDear AK.S, / I wanted to write you poetry, but my words fail when it comes to you, but my heart revives when i think of you,and i still don’t know why you call me the queen of cheesiness,surprising name. / I wanted to coat our times with synonyms and rhymes and metaphors,but when comes to us, simplicity is the beauty.
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Aug 22, 2014
UntitledFunny how life seems everything but not worth any more pain, / the snow is reducing to hail outside my Parisian window but it will take me years to thaw your heart / I put the frozen peas in the microwave and hope what would it be like to have all fragments of your should lay defrosted on my bone china plate
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Jan 30, 2014
It happens, like drifting, like falling.It happens, like drifting, like falling, and her words calming and refreshing like the gust of strong breeze in the month of June, / Take me way, from the polluted world, this world so selfish, so eager to take your love like industrialists acquiring as much of land as they can, / But never wearing heart their on their sleeve, or like cutting farmlands and building casinos on them rearing greed,
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Jan 18, 2014
Part 1- The New Year GuyYou, you out there somewhere the universe, we met so beautifully on new year’s eve ,me and my friends were dancing ,you were standing lonely in the corner like a little boy just waiting for invitation, your taller than most guys and your smile lit my night on fireworks, I didn’t hope for anything, nothing at all, and with 20 seconds of insane courage, dragged my friend to the spot where you were standing, and over the loud music, and condescending adults and holding a basket of hope close to my heart asked, with my best smile in my red sweater, “wanna come and dance” a moment of boldness for a girl who has always been shy and reserved, you smiled that thousand watt bulb smile and came with us, danced next to me, hesitating, not knowing much steps, a little shy, I liked you. / The DJ was **** and kept playing songs that I didn’t like,and my friends kept pushing me towards you, you seemed like sun that night and I kept orbiting around you, we taught you a few steps and I smiled at you and kept assuring you that you were doing fine, we quit dancing for a while and went our separate ways, after the countdown , I went up to you wished you a happy new year, I wasn’t hoping for anything, but you held you your hand out and your eyes shined brighter than pole star, and my heart stood a little taller. / I drink gallons of chicken soup bowl after bowl, trying to hold off tears, and wishing I had a typewriter, as the noise of typewriter keys sound so angry like the beats of my heart.
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Jan 4, 2014
You are like a cigarette..**You are like a cigarette** burning in my lungs with a speed of paper turning to raven ash when lighted up, / You flick you lighter, within your fingers, within your lips lies the taste of my blood / This road that we took, this love turned out be threaded together in such a way, that we could never unravel it
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Nov 28, 2013
Fear Of RejectionI don’t think I fear anything more than being rejected; I have been rejected more times than the counting a 5 year old knows / Little kid isn’t afraid to jump in puddles, splashes of mud cake his jeans hems and droplets of mud line on his chin to cheeks to his hairline and / He does his little dance out in the street if he hears his favorite song play, he sings lullabies in broken voice, messing up all the words, but smiling nonetheless
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Nov 21, 2013
We are over.We are over, aren’t we? 6 years, countless memories, calling in crisis and to talk about nothing at all, / You have been there during everything, the first guy I ever liked, the first guy who ever liked me, / First period, first failure in the maths test, crush on that French teacher, breakup of my favorite band,
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Nov 5, 2013
I am your medicine, you are my poison.I hold the negative feeling closer; I hold them like a bag filled with candy on the night of Halloween in a little boy’s arms, / I haven’t learnt that they give you cavities yet, my brain wrapped up in folds and folds of sheets made up of envy / Envy is like an old tree roots, springing from everywhere trying to get to the surface, the surface prone to erosion, is ****** into the black hole of envy
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Nov 3, 2013
He was afraid that if she closed her eyes they would never open again.He was afraid that if she closed her eyes they would never open again / She was always tired these days, her smile stunted, the crinkling in her eyes when she laughed, foreshadowed by the tears, / Like rain droplets underneath which they danced at 3 pm in the Missouri crossings,
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Oct 31, 2013
Careless drivers of this love.Days and days pass, buds bloom into flowers, they grow into a love, pluck them like stars, but they fade out, / Their night is longer than stars and in our case; we can’t ever seem to find the reflection of the sun rays on our face / The bouquet of crimson roses wilt in the absence of truth, I lay on my bed, sorting out the messes where my hands lay guilty,
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Oct 27, 2013
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