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 Aug 2014 Blue Bum
Tony Oquendo
It seems it is illegal to have a love like mine

The police went to question me and of our love I told
and broke the poor mans heart with a tale of love so bold
My lawyer came to give me council and asked me to be frank
I told him all about you dear and the poor guys heart just sank
And finally to the judge we went and I gave him my guilty plea
for it's true how much I love you and how much you love me
I spoke for what seemed days to cover all our past
From the first day we met, until I held you last
Finally the judge called to me and said that I must stop
for the sake of every broken heart from his back to the cop
Just fun and in love
Take these words and hold them dear
as proof that once I lingered here
within these hallowed written walls
that speak the fate of one and all.

Do not mourn me when I'm gone
heal your heart and carry on.
In sorrow ne'er my heart did dwell
for I was blessed to know you well.

Place no flowers, lay no stone
for barren earth is not my home
no marker there to bare my name
no mourners heads bowed deep in shame.

Shed a solitary tear,
then walk in light and never fear
as darkness creeps across the land
I will be there to hold your hand.
They say I'm cold like snow
Here's proof:

Friends?
Roughly 7
All but one sit at the lunch table with me
The boy of course joe
Everyone else are girls
I'll be in my own world while everyone else is
Talking and laughing and I'm
Eating... Listening...
Crystal tries to revive me
Hello?
I looked up
I noticed that the cafeteria got a little quieter
I felt a bunch of eyes stare into my soul
Everyone at my table start staring at me like I appeared out of thin air
Everyone in the cafeteria except for a few tables did
Probably because I did
I looked back down and the cafeteria got loud again
My table still stared at me in awe and they were like
"She looked up!"
"I've never seen her face at that angle in a really long time!"
"***!***!***!***!***!***!***!"
I looked up again
The cafeteria became quiet
I looked down and it became loud again
Crystal playfully poked me
I poked her back harder
The bell rings, we all leave, blah blah blah
I still can't believe everyone did that to me
I can't be center of attention!
I can barely talk to one person at a time!
 Aug 2014 Blue Bum
Daniela
home
 Aug 2014 Blue Bum
Daniela
And when people ask "why him", all I can say is "why not?".
It's actually pretty simple. He's an outsider.
You look at all them rich boys with their perfect whitened teeth, and their v neck sweaters and polo shirts and you manage to guess they will never put a finger up to accomplish anything, there's always someone behind their every move.
And you look at him, he's a catastrophe he's a mixture of drugs, alcohol cigarettes and midnight hookers, with nothing to prove, with no one to take responsibility for his mistakes, with no pre planned future.

And so in a heartbeat, his worn off knuckles and dark eyes, his scars,
simply become, *home.
it is not anyone in particular, I just found out i`m in love with the word catastrophe
 Aug 2014 Blue Bum
Daniela
9 months ago your eyes were a different color and you used to stare at me like I was the prettiest constellation.
It shocks me how the lips I once kissed have muted and evolved into an unrecognizable piece of your body.
There's nothing special,  your eyes are no longer the tone of copper, they don't look like honey anymore and the bees are just disappointed, there's no sparkle, the feeling of warmness and secureness has been replaced and I can look away without being utterly hypnotized by them.
...
 Aug 2014 Blue Bum
Jack
What do you do
when shes all you can think about,
every where you look
her face is all you see

What do you do
when your smile is a shining light,
brighter than any sun,
endless eternally

What do you do
when the miles sit in between,
staring up at the moon,
wishing that she was here

What do you do
when each day doesn't seem the same,
all that you feel is new,
beauty is crystal clear

What do you do
when shes all you can think about
you
you are the reason of shame
the reason that people don't watch the game
the reason people fight
the reason people think they have no right

the reason there's war
and pain and people suffer
cause some of you think you are better than others

you are the ones who need to make a change
and not tomorrow or next week
but today
 Aug 2014 Blue Bum
Yara Mrad
Taxi
 Aug 2014 Blue Bum
Yara Mrad
With a shy smile on her face she peeked into the place
Lost as a sheep would be away from its flock
She stood there in the doorway hesitated before she finally talked
Her pain was hiding under an innocent tone
She took a few steps forward and when she saw me
Relief sparkled on her pale face i could barely see
She said: will you please type the number of the nearest taxi on my phone?
Where am i, what's the name of this city?
How long will the taxi take to get here?
Tell him not to be late
I need to escape
Can i please stay here and wait
Until the taxi comes and carries me away?
I nodded, she rushed to the nearest chair and sat on it
I walked away to get my cleaning kit
Tables needed to be wiped clean
So did her heart, it seemed
As i came by to check on her
Ask her if she needed coffee or dessert
Her hand instantly wiped her tears
That had drown a humid pathway on her red cheeks
She forced a smile into her face
Looked at me with watered eyes and bitten lips
"Thanks, i'm fine" she said
"I'm just waiting for my ride"
As the taxi drove by on the other side of the road
She rushed out of the restaurant waving goodbye
Risked her life crossing to the other side of the highway
Must have had a tough night, that poor thing
And the taxi carried her away..
This is something I've actually witnessed last week while i was at work. A young girl, as described above, walked in and this is basically what happened. Couldn't help but write a poem about it..
 Aug 2014 Blue Bum
Elise Reid
Picture perfect.
Handsome face.
Flawless smile.
All sin erased.

My addiction.
Rose colored view.
Thoughts repeated,
I just want you!

But how the mighty have fallen!
But where in my heart are you at now?
But when does your name pass my lips?
But what made affections turn foul?

And why did the roses all wilt?
And where did the fairy-tale end?
And what made me turn from your face?
And how has the mighty fallen?
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