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Piano keys are like humans,
Both black and white
Alone as notes,
Just producing sounds
But together as chords,
They produce symphonies.
Every one of us has the potential to create harmony in their lives, but that often takes a great deal of collaboration and working together.

Individual sounds won't give you that pleasure and harmony that a musical chord can.

For a colourful life, we must appreciate all colours.
Two years ago, I was still in love.
I was trying to build a new home with someone, upon the clouds above.

Four years ago, I was leaving my home to head to a new city.
I was trying to make a name for me, in a place of immense complexity.  

Six years ago, I was turning eighteen.
I was trying to make big plans so that my mother is proud of her gene.

Eight years ago, I was still in high school.
I was trying to survive through it rather than looking cool.

Ten years ago, I was a completely different person altogether.
I was trying to build bonds and friendships that would last forever.

Now that ten years have passed, I still feel the same.
Time has gone past like a flash, but there is no one left to blame.
Empty shell of a soul
Lost walking blindly
Where does she go from here
Who will be there with her
Guiding her through the shadows
Lighting the unknown path
For her blind eyes
Will you be her light
I don't know what real love looks like
or whether what i feel for you is
love or infatuation
but if it's infatuation
let it enough to make you happy
to make you smile day after day
if it's infatuation
let it be with me day and night
from dusk till dawn
so i never get to hurt you
because i think real love involves pain
because i wouldn't be able to live with that
so let me be infatuated
because real love hurts
 Sep 2020 Rajie Medina
Traveler
Whether a comma, or colon:
Punctuation slows my rolling
I need no period. When I end
no Capitalization when I begin
Rulelessly I flow my art
  Not a single!
Exclamation mark
Are you not the one
Who'll know?
Where a question mark
No longer goes

Warp the structure
Bend the lines
Put in repeat
Let emotion unwind
Make yourself
Your poetry's the best
Be your own ruler
Pass your own test

Take your own road
Where ever it leads
Lover or hater
It's all poetry!
Traveler Tim
Even with no punctuation
it seems that everybody understands  clearly.



Hay
No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect!

Vanity
All is vanity
The meanings of passion
The aesthetic expression
The lines we draw and stay within
Even love is beyond intent
Vanity transcends
Flowing from our pens
And so we breathe again
 Sep 2020 Rajie Medina
Orakhal
You are disconnected
and the cure for that is

to fill yourself up with loss as love
and not wait on an experience to make it happen
or others to fill you in

only you can make you happy
by your own will and desire
 Sep 2020 Rajie Medina
edn
the world lies awkwardly at your tongue
and stumbles as it leaves your lips;
you whisper into my lungs
and watch as they collapse around you

soft green eyes
imprinting ivy into my palms;
resistance is futile
when teardrops sink through your ribs

the glistening summer rain
falls relentlessly for you
so i don't have to.
dedicated to the girl who inspired it
but will never read it </3
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