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  Dec 2015 Abie Ghivari
Ishita
Don't be a part of my life.
Be  my  life .
7-12-15
Sickened by love.
Abie Ghivari Dec 2015
Do not find for gasoline,
if you can not find the water.

Let the wind blows
and you will see.
Where the wind will blow.
Anger is like a fire that will not stop burn something until become ashes. Ironic, some people let the fire bigger without trying to extinguish the fire.
When the fire is getting bigger, people started to blame each other.
The truth is like a wind. It's something abstract but everybody could feel it.
  Dec 2015 Abie Ghivari
Cassidy Vautier
i popped the 20+ year old disk into the cd drive
as we began to role down the road.
something came alive
in my 35+ year old dad
who screamed along with cobain

after the twelfth song had finished
we sat in a few moments of silence
one of the only real connections
i had ever had with the man

you know,
scott and i were driving to school
on this road in 94'
someone came on the radio
announcing that kurt cobain was found dead
we stopped the car and just sat there
in the road for a long time
then we turned around and went home


i felt those words.
of everything he's ever told me
i felt that the most

music is everything great in this world
people die
music doesn't
  Dec 2015 Abie Ghivari
ryn
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/                                  /             /           /    /           /    /
/             /                       //          /        / /        /
/           /     /    /             /                       /        /       /    /
//               /        /     ••        /               /    / /
/      /           /      •••   /                 /   /
/            /         •lift me up over-          /             /
/      /    head•for i only seek to shelter    /      //
          you•from the sun who'd scorch you red          /
•from monsoon rains that'll chill you blue•you
may at times think i'm cumbersome to carry•when
the winds of change put you in all kinds of weather•
but i can collapse and fold... i stow away easy•keep me
close and i will spring to your aid... whenever, wherever•
such           is my           pro-   ••   mise           to...           you•
•                   •                  •       ••      •                  •                   •
for
yo-
ur
lif-
e's
un-
pr-
edi-
•••            cta-                   
•••          ble                 
journey•
                


soon you'll find my words to be true•
that i'd forever be your brolly
For my family.

Concrete Poem 22 of 30

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  Dec 2015 Abie Ghivari
Megan Hoagland
Someone once asked me to write a poem
just for them,
And I smiled sadly, and asked for heart break.
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