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Please do not say sorry
As tears freely flow from my eyes
They are streams of praises to the Most High
They are raindrops after a long time of drought

Watch me water my scars
As they shine like stars in the night sky
Signs of victory they are
Testaments of battles conquered

Let the tears flow
Let the scars shine
As I eat the fruits of the seed sown
And extract from my discovered gold mine
Prioritize enriching your soul
Higher than
Enriching your bank accounts
You can't mine gold where
it doesn't exist
 Jan 2019 Wekiya Brian Cyrus
Eyla
most people see me as
a happy person because
i laugh easily,
i smile a lot,
i joke a lot.

but deep down
in my heart,
i am fragile,
i can get hurt easily,
but i choose to not
show it to the world.

instead of being sad,
i choose to laugh to cover it.
maybe you can call me
"the queen of the mask"

by this,
you can tell
that most of the time
when I'm laughing,
I'm not really laughing,
i was trying so hard to hide
my sadness.
My laid back in the back seat
This is all she
A small town woman like me
She sticks to me
Solid untouchable
With a tangible touch
See and read into my mind
Meditating on a combustion gust
Spiraling down the knowledge grove
Wanting peace, love and improve
Mention unity
Brung upon nature
Distracted by our rollercoaster
Wrapped warmth snuggly memories
Peace, time and the ability to give everything
Missing words of you n me
-SharChar-
SHEs MY:
She is my
Look at your smile growing ear to ear
Mountain peak dew
Early before the afternoon
Walking fast
Blindly kind
She is my
Run to never never land
Peter Pan lost boy
Dreaming of the inevitable
Speaking soft vinaigrette
Sweet honey nectar
Broiling headlines
On the center room
She is my cool and my crazy
Love with no maybe
Tylenol on an infant baby
Cradled upon Neptune’s creator
She is my
Rose peddles
Yellow mellows
Falling leaves of Autumn’s day
She’s mine
(SharChar)
I can already feel the memories
of my demented brain
taking root.
The memories I promised never to forget.
They will greet me like friends
while the face in the mirror slips away.
The sunlight will dance
on the yellow flowers of my mind
just like they did today.
And the breeze will kiss my cheek
And embrace me until the end.
I will remember, because how could I forget.
But will I remember you?
you say you’re not a poet but
with a girl like that,
how could you speak
anything less than
the stars?
-a.c.b
Because of you
she learned to cry
without making a sound

Because of you
she learned to hide her puffy eyes
with carefully applied concealer and eyeliner

Because of you
she learned to hide the marks on her wrist
with full sleeves and fancy bracelets

Because of you
she learned to not let someone in
through the walls she has built around her heart

Because of you
she learned to be on her own
and be comfortable with it

Because of you
she learned to love herself
in ways you never could.
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