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Aisha Dec 2017
Do you ever have so many things to say,
but you don't have anyone to talk to.


If only I was there when you needed me,


and I am so sorry,
because you weren't alone.
Ever.
  Sep 2017 Aisha
Ella
She walks around in clover fields.

And dances in the sky.

She speaks a voice of summer breeze.

And eyes, no tears to dry.

She lives her life with grace and ease

You wouldn't take a second look

But behind the fare facade she keeps,

the missing soul he took.
A poem I wrote for a friend
  Sep 2017 Aisha
Emma Kolditz Jensen
it's like I have to die,
for you to notice me,
and it hurts because,
all you have to do,
is cry a little,
and I would be by your side.

(e.k.j.)
  Sep 2017 Aisha
Tyler Matthew
I can't define poetry.
I don't want to define it.
Let it remain obscure,
like the forest sounds
you hear at night.
Let it terrify you.
Let it crawl in the dark
as you walk by it.
Does it watch me from
behind the tree?
Perched on limb,
does it sneer?
Poetry defies the cage.
Let it.
Let it get the best of you,
running in circles
around the page.
Poetry is a creature,
wild, pure,
perfect by design,
desired and revered.
Let it escape you,
and then follow
as you will.
Title is subject to change
Aisha Aug 2017
It's a miracle.
You know? You're a miracle.
Just the sheer biology of thinking, dreaming, creating, destroying, sleeping, waking, crying, running, hiding, fighting, loving, loosing, growing, shrinking, living, dying, writing, erasing, giving, receiving, feeling.
Words, they are our miracle.
It's unbelievably inevitably incredible.
Life is incredible, words just make you live it.
Aisha Feb 2017
Trust is something that must be earned
It is destroyed when certain bridges are
burned.
Once it is gone, it's hell to get back
Especially when you feel you don't deserve
that.
If you ever hurt someone you love,
Then you know the feelings I'm speaking of
For the rest of your life, you will regret,
How deeply you hurt someone you love and
respect.
But things happen that are beyond our
control;
We have to move forward, we cannot live in the past.
For it will eat at you forever,
Please, never say never,
Because you cannot know,
The irrational paths our hearts take us.
You cannot begin to fathom,
How random is true love?
But without trust, love will fade.
Then you'll regret the choices you've made.
#ap

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