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 Nov 2024 Sadique
Liana
When I'm asked
"Are you an introvert of an extrovert?"
I respond
"It depends who I'm with"
Some people are so exhausting to be around
I need time to recover
Some people help me recover
 Nov 2024 Sadique
Liana
Dear Death
 Nov 2024 Sadique
Liana
I fear you
Everyday
Every moment
You're a silent scream
always taunting me
You're unpredictable
Will I see tomorrow?
Will they see a tomorrow?
Why am I still in bed worrying
When there's a whole world?
I fear the last times
The last times I don’t even know are last times
My head takes me to places no one wants to go
You take them away from us
Anyone has the power to use you
We have to trust each other
But not too much
to avoid you

Dear death,
How dare you?
One of my first poems that I wrote soon after my dog died
 Nov 2024 Sadique
Liana
Nurse Visit
 Nov 2024 Sadique
Liana
In class
When someone spots my bleeding thumb
Before saying anything to me
Thinking anything
They raise their hand
And say
"Mrs. S! Mrs. S! She's bleeding!

My head screams
"No no no no no"
As I walk to the nurse
What will she say?
What will she do?
Will she ask me questions?
Luckily she didn't
She barely glanced at me
And told me where the bandaids were
Phew!

I wonder what would happen if she saw how bad it looked though...
Skin picking problem...
Most people don't notice
My favorite people are the ones who tell me that I'm picking, and ask me what's wrong
Because often I don't even notice
 Nov 2024 Sadique
Imran Islam
You are receiving congratulations
from people for your creations,
Yet you put me down,
and made me feel small to others!

You run in the early morning
and sleep well at night in dreams
I am warned for my supporting
while you leave me with your blames!

Waiting for something or someone
is so painful in silence...
You treat me like I’m stranger,
though we once had some romance!
 Nov 2024 Sadique
Golden Flower
Do the flowers mourn when one is picked?
I know that question is kinda morbid and sick.
But I’ve always wondered if they somehow know,
Like for weddings and birthdays that it’s their time to go?

Do they feel sorry for lovestruck dames,
That pull off petals whilst saying their crushes’ names,
That pulled the last petal on “He loves me not”?
Do they feel bad that she’s distraught?

Do they compete on who’s the prettiest?
Each person has an opinion of which flower is the best,
Of their looks are they actually aware,
Do flowers even care?
 Nov 2024 Sadique
Liana
We forget
 Nov 2024 Sadique
Liana
We humans
We love to compare and contrast
But
We often forget
We don't all have the same denominator
Their circumstances
 Nov 2024 Sadique
Cassian
burn
 Nov 2024 Sadique
Cassian
Strike a match
Light up my brain
Nothing will ever be the same
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