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 May 2015 kaden
Erin
kiss.
 May 2015 kaden
Erin
pull the trigger love
never mind the mess
bet you like it
bet you like
being a killer in my bed
I'll make it worth your while
to let me taste your death
that's dripping from your lips
and moving down my neck
 May 2015 kaden
Asim Javid
Patience
 May 2015 kaden
Asim Javid
It is difficult to be patient,
but
to waste the reward of patience
is worse
 May 2015 kaden
Asim Javid
Ataraxia
 May 2015 kaden
Asim Javid
Whole world seemed so filled with you in it.
But the moment you left, it had an unfulfilled void in it .
You were there in that room talking to me , all animated and
next inanimation followed up .
When you left us , you took the pleasure of being in your company.
With your death what came upon me was all Ataraxia .
On passing of my Grandmother
 May 2015 kaden
Asim Javid
Growing Old is so disheartening
filled with too much stress, perplexity and charade.
Getting older made me to envision the malice in society
and the world we live in, which is
full of rapacious and self-centered human beings,
lack of compassion and division of people
on the grounds of ethnicity,
economic inequalities .
I have realized that childhood is the prime phase of life,
where worries were the least ,
and i was  ignorant from the cruel facts of life.
I wish i was just a child and had not been
exposed to cruel facts of life.
 May 2015 kaden
ellie s
burning
 May 2015 kaden
ellie s
my veins are one fire
please, dear god please
show me how to love you
touch my neck
fill me up
show me how to love you
i have never wanted someone
so fully and awfully and horribly
i am the tragic hero
of my own fabricated love story
my skin is covered with yours
and please, lord, please
show me how to love you
tequila tastes like green beans and so does my breath
 May 2015 kaden
Jane
Us
 May 2015 kaden
Jane
Us
"I can't believe you did that...." I said.

This isn't your typical love story, this is what happens when you love, in reality.

I never regretted being with you,
Because each time when I'm with you,
I would feel so lucky and brand new,
And I just want to speak the truth,
I remember that night with you,
Under your warm arms too.

"Remember the time we met on the island?"

I saw through your eyes right then,
Looking so vulnerable and,
Do you remember when,
You look so weak with tiredness in them,
Back when we were just friends.

"Now remember when we went to MAC together?"

We used to yell at each other day and night,
You would throw sarcastic comments to prove yourself right,
But with my parents you act polite,
And later on we'll get back in a fight.

"I never told you I loved you, never had, never will."

Those were your exact words,
Those that led me towards,
Tears were in my eyes blurs,
And now I knew what you were,
Then I knew what you preferred.

"I'm sorry I loved you, I'm sorry I wasn't good enough for you to stay"*

You left me all alone,
You left for the flight,
You were long gone,
You didn't want a relationship,
You didn't want a long distanced one,
And because you didn't,
I'm here begging for your presence,
Begging for you to come back,
But you left,
you just left.
I hope you come back, I hope you'll come back to me.
 May 2015 kaden
honora
All Aboard! The ship that can't sink.
This is what they’ve been taught to think.
Did anyone know what was in store,
When the titanic began to board?

Gamblers gather all around
Throwing money, pound by pound.
Young Jack, takes the gold,
Waiting for his life to unfold.

Poor Rose, already to be wed.
She’d rather be on her death bed.
On this journey she hopes to be free.
Independent, on the North Atlantic Sea.

The day of departure has arrived,
Jack is rushing, hypnotized.
Along trots Rose, holding her fiance's hand
She’s fiddling with her wedding band

Evening comes, the stars aligned.
Jack is sketching, perfectly timed.
Rose is weeping and running fast
To the railing, to be gone at last.

Jack rescues her and takes her hand,
Reminds her of love and beautiful lands.
She hears words shes never been told,
“Look Rose, you’re the Queen of the World”

Days pass by, and Jack is framed.
Theft of a necklace is what its been named.
Chained to a pole in the lower cellars
Despite all this he never was a beggar.

Smooth sailing, sudden crashing.
Every passenger confused, nervously laughing.
Rose hurries to Jack, finds him just in time
Up the ladders they italic climb, climb, climb. italic

They land on an iceberg, freezing cold
Jack, young like gold, shivers and spasms in the crisp sea
“I’ll never let go Jack, I’ll never let go”
But of course, she did.
this is a poem i had to do for school,,,, im not a poet,,,
 Apr 2015 kaden
Philosophical
"do you love poetry?"
"yes, and art and books."
"so you love all the beautiful things, do you love yourself?"
"no."

*and i thought she loved all the beautiful things.
This happened last week. A conversation between the person I've fallen in love with and I.
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