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  Jul 2023 Malia
Eshwara Prasad
Filled with delight.
There were no obvious causes.
Around me, it felt like joy was everywhere.
Life seemed straightforward for a moment.
I know these feelings are ephemeral, though, deep down.
But it is difficult to understand why we sometimes feel such jolts of emotion.
  Jul 2023 Malia
irinia
you intensify a subtle creature inside me
with sudden nuances of sonorous blueness, aurora greenness,
naughty yellowness
with the impatience of roots piercing the earth of my soul
this creature keeps stumbling onto the same truth that
metabolizes light tenderly for me to have a measure of my depth
suddenly the strangest of strangers is I
  Jul 2023 Malia
badtaste
one little spider fell on my leg
I smacked him off then I said
"Did you nibble?
Did you bite?"
he said no
just kissed you goodnight
:)
I made this poem for my little cousin
Malia Jul 2023
Who would want to be a leader
In this world full of tricks
Where problems keep arising
Enough to make you sick

Who would want to be a leader
In a globe that slowly melts
Burned up from global warming
And the heat you’ll face if you fail

Who would want the power
That everyone knows corrupts
When everything you do
Will never be enough

Who would want to be the person
Everyone depends on
To make the hardest decisions
You must be stone strong

Who would want to be a leader
When you sacrifice yourself?
The most human part of you
Compassion, put on a shelf
To be forgotten.
ah, politics
Malia Jul 2023
Chained here
Watching someone build a palace
Of my broken pieces
And I’m screaming
Because they were mine
I’m being used
My tears for windows
My blood for paint
Every hammerstrike, I feel it
Every hole drilled in, I feel it
The holes in my pieces
Like your stare in my spine
I watch numbly
As you use up what was mine.
Favorite line here: “Watching someone build a palace of my broken pieces”.
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