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 Sep 2017 Sneha shenoy
JC
Friends
 Sep 2017 Sneha shenoy
JC
Like Rachel and Ross
So different, but so in love.
The beauty and the brains.
It doesn't always work but the love
the love
pulls through every time.
Maybe someday you'll be my Ross,
but
maybe you won't.
-J.C.
Have to watch "Friends" to really understand.
Evening princess,
I think of you while swinging from clouds
And holding your favorite flowers
Evening princess,
Your ruby realizations
Tell a story of reckless love
Evening princess,
Take your pretty bow to the stars
Evening princess,
You smash the glass of convention

© Matthew Goff
 Sep 2017 Sneha shenoy
mathilde
i.
cry it out. a lot.
until you don’t have any tears left in your body.
until the pain makes your body and your emotions numb.
until you feel empty inside,
lying on the floor, wondering why there’s a stain on the ceiling.

ii.
sleep. a lot.
you’ll reach for their body in your bed to bring them closer,
but realize there’s nothing more than the cold mattress and the lonely blanket.
it won’t feel warm after a while.
it’s alright.

iii.
go out. a lot.
feel the coldness of the night wind on your red cheeks.
feel the warmness of the shots of ***** in your throat.
being surrounded by friends has never felt so essential.
they’re the special ones, the golden ones.
keep them close.

iv.
wait. a lot.
nothing will feel right for a while.
sometimes everything will feel better.
and then it’ll all suddenly come back in waves.
it’s alright.
it takes time to become whole again.
3/7/17
 Sep 2017 Sneha shenoy
Sad Case
For the first time you hit me.
2. For the second time I cut.
3. For the third time he ***** me.
4. For the fourth time I wished myself dead.
5. For the fifth time I lost a friend.
6. For the sixth time I cried.
7. For the seventh time I failed that class.
8. For the eighth time you called me that name.
9. For the ninth time I refused to eat.
10. For the tenth time I tried to **** me.
In that room with a hundred woolen cradles.
In that room with a thousand bright candles.
there were so many little ones sleeping tight.
there was Old Queen singing halfway through the night.

she was sitting on a carpet so magically good.
and then Little King came in barefoot.
10 years old voice of kids' leader joined the tune with his thoughts  and his breath and his heart.
and they began dancing slowly on that carpet with silent steps, both knowing acapella by hard.

suddenly he fell asleep in Queen's hands by himself lullabied.
and she'd let him go and so down to the carpet he'd slide.
and she left the room silent leaving children and Little King alone.
As the full moon was yet to be lullabied, Old Queen was gone.
Do you realize what you do? Whenever you delete one of us?

You use minutes of your life to write us up, Isn't that such a bust?

We wait around patiently in your drafts, possibly abandoned or alone

Hoping for that day where we will be finished and complete, your profile would be our home!

But there was something about us that you didn't like

Instead of revising and editing, you clicked "DELETE". You gave up the fight!

Change us! Revive us! Turn us into something that will please you!

Afraid of what people may think of us? Then allow us to seal their lips like glue!

We will be whatever you want us to be, but PLEASE give us a chance!

Are you a coward? Are you too lazy? You have everything you need in advance!

Don't let us go so quickly! Please don't put us to shame!

Or do you only see us as empty words with no meaning on a blank white page....
Here is a Challenge I want all of you to take on
Take a Poem that you Deleted, you thought that was gone
Post in the comments and see what will happen
Let's see how many complements you can gain, let this begin!
Edit it to your hearts desire
Let's see if this Poem can grow on FIRE!!!!
Stop* staring at the sun so
******* long
Notice the shadows forming
around you
Embrace it and know that you were
born from sin and death
Hercules *will not
save you in your
final moments
So...
Take the chance and tell your crush
you like them
Take the stand against people that
use intimidation as a weapon
Take the responsibility to love
every bit of yourself even when your bones are shattering
*In the end, you will die proud
Why are we so afraid to live?
You sit there in a cage of gold,
Trading happiness for stability.
It ain't locked, your body's free.
But your mind yearns for normality.

Do you see us in the aging buildings.
There is true life's real face.
Thus we are happy here and safe.
Now that's a change of pace.

The empty eyes, they hate us.
With every single crime we're charged.
But don't you worry about us.
Our beloved chaos keeps us all untouched.

Get up, ya, follow me, let's recolllect our squad.
Now I recall every night in camps of old.
So let ya have your heart back, get borders crossed.
Why won't leave that cage of gold.
Just leave the cage once you can. Same goes for me.
Hit it big
Hit it strong
Back to life
Back to cold

Dance alone
Laugh when dark
Be the raven
And the shark

And forget
Who forgot you.
Back to skies,
Why won't you.

Back to dark,
Or bight the dust
Let lose your demons
And feel the heart burst.

Just forget.
And after midnight don't you cry.
Back to lonely.
Back to dry.
I don't miss them anymore. No that crazy at least

— The End —