afrahh - Hello Poetry

i love the way your cheeks lift when you smile when your eyes start to disappear and your dimples peek out to join the excitement. i love the way your laugh floats lightly in the air a little giggle sometimes, sweet and soft making my heart swing to the melody. i love the way your lips move when you ask me, “can i kiss you?” and i love the way they feel when you do. i love the way you fill up silence with a song of “mm mm mmm” when you don’t know what to say, or when you dance after a compliment because you don’t know how else to release the “ahhhh!” that is growing restless inside of you. most importantly, i love the way that you make me feel safe and respected and beautiful and understood. and i really, really, love the way, that you love me.

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Jul 12, 2020

Jul 12, 2020 at 9:36 AM UTC

what do i love about you?

i love the way your cheeks lift when you smile when your eyes start to disappear and your dimples peek out to join the excitement. i love the way your laugh floats lightly in the air a little giggle sometimes, sweet and soft making my heart swing to the melody. i love the way your lips move when you ask me, “can i kiss you?” and i love the way they feel when you do. i love the way you fill up silence with a song of “mm mm mmm” when you don’t know what to say, or when you dance after a compliment because you don’t know how else to release the “ahhhh!” that is growing restless inside of you. most importantly, i love the way that you make me feel safe and respected and beautiful and understood. and i really, really, love the way, that you love me.

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You. You mean so much to me, to the world, to my heart, to everyone around us so everytime we part… I’m at a loss, without you, without the one I want to protect the most, the one I feel with, not for, because I feel it with my all, like its my own, with you, like you are home. I worry about us I really do because I put my all inside of you. I do this a lot, I find- with the women that get me in a bind. but this is different, because you are you, you are male, you are a best friend, one with whom I just never want to see the end… usually, I know it’s not far I know I will last reunited by the New Year’s star. but this time is different, because of you, because I know you are hurting, I know you are far, I want to protect you, and give you my all. I’m scared of the time the time to think on my own to worry and wonder and miss my “You” home. for now, I will wait I will see you again but I can’t stop the hurting I can’t not miss my friend.

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Nov 30, 2019

Nov 30, 2019 at 6:12 PM UTC

You.

You. You mean so much to me, to the world, to my heart, to everyone around us so everytime we part… I’m at a loss, without you, without the one I want to protect the most, the one I feel with, not for, because I feel it with my all, like its my own, with you, like you are home. I worry about us I really do because I put my all inside of you. I do this a lot, I find- with the women that get me in a bind. but this is different, because you are you, you are male, you are a best friend, one with whom I just never want to see the end… usually, I know it’s not far I know I will last reunited by the New Year’s star. but this time is different, because of you, because I know you are hurting, I know you are far, I want to protect you, and give you my all. I’m scared of the time the time to think on my own to worry and wonder and miss my “You” home. for now, I will wait I will see you again but I can’t stop the hurting I can’t not miss my friend.

44

it felt like a summer day the sun casting shadows consuming the world with its yellowy tint it felt like a pat on the back from an old friend reaching up and smiling wide that book, it felt like a never ending friend.

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Aug 2, 2017

Aug 2, 2017 at 1:47 PM UTC

A Reader's Feel

it felt like a summer day the sun casting shadows consuming the world with its yellowy tint it felt like a pat on the back from an old friend reaching up and smiling wide that book, it felt like a never ending friend.

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i find that even when i sit down to read a book, before i begin, sometimes i’m hit with a wave of sadness, this heart-dropping feeling of loneliness, fear of the emotions i’m about to feel, the emptiness, the focus i’m putting on my own mind… allowing myself to face my own thoughts all alone as they run through my head… it’s a scary, weird feeling and i wish i didn’t feel like this... i need to stop being afraid of being left to myself, of being an individual. i need to find fulfillment in life, in things, in reading alone, in taking photos alone, in spending time alone, in going on a walk alone... in being alone. at the beginning of this year i wasn’t like this, i found happiness and made peace with myself when no one was around but it’s changed, because of /you/ it's changed, something’s shifted, and i want my old self back, i want it to shift back, can i reverse this? can i please take back my old self?... what have you done to me???

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May 20, 2017

May 20, 2017 at 2:41 PM UTC

i hate that i rely on you.

i find that even when i sit down to read a book, before i begin, sometimes i’m hit with a wave of sadness, this heart-dropping feeling of loneliness, fear of the emotions i’m about to feel, the emptiness, the focus i’m putting on my own mind… allowing myself to face my own thoughts all alone as they run through my head… it’s a scary, weird feeling and i wish i didn’t feel like this... i need to stop being afraid of being left to myself, of being an individual. i need to find fulfillment in life, in things, in reading alone, in taking photos alone, in spending time alone, in going on a walk alone... in being alone. at the beginning of this year i wasn’t like this, i found happiness and made peace with myself when no one was around but it’s changed, because of /you/ it's changed, something’s shifted, and i want my old self back, i want it to shift back, can i reverse this? can i please take back my old self?... what have you done to me???

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so i put on my brave face i conceal vulnerability is not a choice to be shown i must fit in under my constraints these restrictions i don't have time i don't have place i don't have a second to waste so i put on my brave face and i lunge at my obstacles funny though how it's never enough the time always seems to escape me entangling me in my web of work which i tried so hard to break apart there's nothing more to do so i put on my brave face.

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Oct 17, 2016

Oct 17, 2016 at 1:29 AM UTC

Brave Face

so i put on my brave face i conceal vulnerability is not a choice to be shown i must fit in under my constraints these restrictions i don't have time i don't have place i don't have a second to waste so i put on my brave face and i lunge at my obstacles funny though how it's never enough the time always seems to escape me entangling me in my web of work which i tried so hard to break apart there's nothing more to do so i put on my brave face.

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The day wrestled with her long night She gazed as they dove into the plight A screamed out plea like every day She just did not know another way At last it had become all too much She needed a renewal, a revival as such So she shut her eyes and she filled her head With things unseen and words unsaid She tucked herself right into bed And she let the trance …con…..s…ume her.

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Jul 14, 2016

Jul 14, 2016 at 8:09 PM UTC

Consume

The day wrestled with her long night She gazed as they dove into the plight A screamed out plea like every day She just did not know another way At last it had become all too much She needed a renewal, a revival as such So she shut her eyes and she filled her head With things unseen and words unsaid She tucked herself right into bed And she let the trance …con…..s…ume her.

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we as the world are living in fear we are cradled by its restricting arms sung to sleep with lullabies and hymns of shrieking souls and scorching tongues our hair is stroked by the claws of fear by the piercing nails it sharpens to pick the locks into our minds fear has erased our memories it has made a place inside of us it has set up its bed it has turned out the light and it has sincerely wished us all goodnight.

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Jul 8, 2016

Jul 8, 2016 at 10:11 AM UTC

Fear

we as the world are living in fear we are cradled by its restricting arms sung to sleep with lullabies and hymns of shrieking souls and scorching tongues our hair is stroked by the claws of fear by the piercing nails it sharpens to pick the locks into our minds fear has erased our memories it has made a place inside of us it has set up its bed it has turned out the light and it has sincerely wished us all goodnight.

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Land of the free you seem to call it But the freedom only seems to fall on one end of the spectrum one side of the scale And when the scale tries so excruciatingly to balance itself When it comes crashing down in an attempt to be heard, to make a sound, It is met with cries of outrage; With a selfish victimization of, “what about us?” “don’t we matter too?” but that’s not the point, now is it? The scale isn’t screaming out any less for the importance of one side by trying to give an inch of importance to the disregarded other. Black Lives Matter.

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Jul 6, 2016

Jul 6, 2016 at 11:09 AM UTC

Freedom

Land of the free you seem to call it But the freedom only seems to fall on one end of the spectrum one side of the scale And when the scale tries so excruciatingly to balance itself When it comes crashing down in an attempt to be heard, to make a sound, It is met with cries of outrage; With a selfish victimization of, “what about us?” “don’t we matter too?” but that’s not the point, now is it? The scale isn’t screaming out any less for the importance of one side by trying to give an inch of importance to the disregarded other. Black Lives Matter.

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The shadow grins around Eyeing as they fall Clasping to the sound Menacing; all he was.

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Jul 4, 2016

Jul 4, 2016 at 7:04 PM UTC

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