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Dry your tears little girl
For no one can see you cry
Wipe your sadness away
You can smile all you want
But eyes don't lie
So dry your tears little girl
For you are not
A little girl anymore
A cozy blanket is a kind of blanket to which
a person is comfortable with.
The person can feel the warmth of the cozy blanket. The person feels safe with the blanket. That Cozy blanket is no one but a mother.
This poem is short I know this is not that good but I've tried my best 🙂
 Oct 18 Maya Fields
indi
what i've noticed is
love usually simmers into a boil
the heat of it becomes
bubbly laughter, its warmth is the
evaporation of the senses
its result fogs up my lenses
until all i can see is the smoke
then if i want, i could either
bring it down and let it cool
or let it reach a fever pitch
and watch it overflow
and instead of filling in the shape
it breaks the container it was in
it takes a while for me to decide
whether i got burnt
or have become alive
Too much fury
Forgot to tell the jury
This ain't a fair fight
In the dawn of night.

Alone in the cold
Felt my bones getting old
Might've given up
Forgive me,
I let it all in the hands of
God.
 Sep 13 Maya Fields
UnderDog
Knocked me down and threw me around
***** please I'm not waiting for Karma I'm taking you down
-UnderDog
 Sep 12 Maya Fields
Beans
Laugh
 Sep 12 Maya Fields
Beans
I laugh all the time
Because if I stop laughing
I’ll cry
it's not very long. but neither is laughter.
 Sep 10 Maya Fields
abbey
the words spilled from her mouth

here i sit,
as my best friend,
tells me
you have another.

i shouldn’t care.
but i do.

no matter how hard i try,
the poetry for you in which i write,
never ceases.
it just keeps pouring out of my soul.
it sometimes seems as if,
the poetry i write for you is what keeps my heart beating.
what keeps me breathing.

but now, what am i supposed to do?
her?
seriously?
do you think she will love you?
do you really think she will love you?
please tell me.

it’s hard to think of you with another
because we used to be so in love with each other.

it’s been a long time since we last spoke,
but it feels as if all the memories of us i have were just made yesterday.

you have another.
who will never,
ever,
love you in the way i could.

but my question for you is,
will you love her in the way you could towards me?
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