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  Sep 15 Nikole L
Ashley Jerome
Red were the roses, the ones I left on your casket,
Orange were the leaves, the ones in your tree,
Yellow were the bruises, the ones that covered you head-to-toe,
Green were the stains, the ones left on the hems of your jeans,
Blue were your lips, the day you were found in your noose,
Indigo was the night sky, that night that you died,
Violet was that bruise, the one you wore around your neck
by Alice Thyne, but i can relate so much
Nikole L Sep 1
I walk along with the trails of my thoughts
The night is solemn but painfully long
Two years passed and it left nothing but scars
A mark that can only be seen through the light of stars
It made me strong but it hurt me the most
Same night, same story, same ghosts
Nikole L Aug 31
Brief written feelings,
About love that can't be mine
Verse ends with a sigh
Hands up if you feel the same. 🙋
Nikole L May 24
If you land in it
Watch endless sunsets with me
And never leave me
Inspired by my favorite book The Little Prince ♥♥♥ 📖
Nikole L May 18
Flock of young birds on a summer day
Waiting for the wind to start the day
The wind will teach them to fly across the seas of the earth
Both hearts burn with passion, like how the sun brings heat to the desert

Spring came and the birds flock on a huge rock near a sprawling field of lavender
The wind noticed they're gaining feathers and how they maneuver
Some soar high, some aim low
Some ***** fast, some fly slow
But the wind taught them best and its patience put into a test

In the winter, the birds recognized the differences of the wind
North wind blows warmly like how the sunshine spreads hope to every morning
You will laugh like a mad man when South wind blows, she will keep you entertained while flying
East wind will blow its hardest and challenge your strength of flight, he will not go easy on you
West wind is calm like a mother comforting a child, she will shelter you
These wind aren't perfect, because in flying, one must learn to glide with its calmness but also endure its turbulence

When the leaves fell, the birds flock on a mountain
They are now to recieve a pebble that symbolizes the end of a new beginning
They celebrate an end of a season and a beginning to fly further a new horizon
They bow to the wind for teaching them fly
They sing the sweetest song of gratitude
and the wind humbly replied
"The wind can't let alone make the birds fly
It has to spread its wings because it's a bird's flight"
This poem is for my dear professors ♥
  May 2 Nikole L
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a thousand papers
Filled with broken poetries
And deadbeat proses
Full of woeful verses
With mournful pieces
Of unfinished stories
That are yet to be written
And failed to be spoken;
If you could read my mind,
You’d hear horrible screams
And earsplitting weeps
From shattered dreams,
Kept in a nasty notepad,
Scribbled on a bed
Of bloodstained words,
Ringing in my head.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the shadows
That lurk within me;
You’d hear the bellows,
Screeching the words
“I’m tired,”
“I’m a failure,”
“I’m stupid –”
I know it sounds stupid,
It’s pathetically foolish
And seems like *******.
If you could read my mind,
You’d feel the tears
I had ever failed to cry;
You’d see the people
That make the weak weaker;
You’d see the monsters
That consume my head;
You’d hear the hollers
That failed to be freed;
You’d see the heart
That still bleeds and bleeds.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the face
I’ve failed to show back then,
The face I’ve faked back then.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a character
I had ever failed to become
If you could read my mind,
You’d be able to read
A book you never wished
To touch and read,
But sometimes I still wish
Someone could read my mind.
Nikole L Apr 24
I met you one night
Enchanting week full of smiles
Now, I bid Goodbye
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