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ali Feb 24
inside
where the sound of gunfire
never seemed to cease
there was little else
she could do
to survive.
inside a
shattered,
stark,
brutally honest
world
where she endured
she tried to understand
the chaos
shattered everywhere
originally a blackout poem but it may be one of my favorite pieces
ali Feb 21
i fell in love
with a boy
who is not poetry.

he is not
ink and paper
but rather
bones and blood,
curves and edges
smooth
beneath my fingertips.

he is not
definitive words
but rather
light laughter
and soft kisses,
heaven
in a few seconds.

he is not
full of hidden meanings
but rather
giving his entirety
to a girl
who needs to use it
as a blanket.

he is not
poetry.
he cannot fit
inside these lines,
be found
within finite words.
he cannot hide
between periods,
squeeze
into stanzas.

i cannot make him
poetry.
he is perfection
and poetry
is too broken
for a love like his.
i've written very few legitimate poems about him and wonder why... he's too much to fit into words, a poem isn't enough
  Feb 16 ali
kiran goswami
Poetry is not the blood you bleed,
Poetry is the bandaid you need.
ali Feb 5
you are
beyond words.
you are
my absolute,
my entirety,
my all.

you are
my poetry,
my lips,
my words.

you are
so much more
than that reflection,
you are
exactly
everything
i could ever need.
  Feb 4 ali
Lunar
looking into
your eyes,
i wouldn't think
of getting lost
in them.

instead,
your eyes
are a getaway
where i find myself.
to lj, your eyes are second home; a place i'd forever be a tourist in.

(j.m.)
ali Feb 3
with ice stretching
up the window
and the sun’s reflections
dancing on car hoods
i told you
when the warmth returns,
we’re going to
stargaze.
you tilted your head
as a puppy would,
questioning the spontaneity
of such a wish.
i had said i was just thinking.
but i lied
because every time
i fall into your eyes
i gaze at the universe inside,
brimming with possibility,
every time
i lose myself in your eyes
it’s because
i’m too busy stargazing,
diamonds of wishes
that never could be,
remnants of dreams
that could each set me free,
the sun and moon
bold and stark
against the universe,
you ache to give me it all.
but for once,
i wanted you to see
what i fell in love with
so easily.
dreaming of SUMMER that's all i want
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