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I don't know how I'm gonna tell you
I can't play with you no more

I don't know how I'm gonna do what mama told me
To stay away from the girl next door

I can't believe what people saying
I'm gonna let my feelings tell me

I'm not satisfied sitting here all day long
She lives in the darker side of town

And when I'm out I see you walking
Why don't your eyes see me

Could it be you've found another game to play
What did mama say to me

And yesterday I saw you standing by the river
And weren't those tears that filled your eyes
And all the fish that lay in ***** water dying
Had they got you hypnotized

And yesterday I saw you kissing tiny flowers
But all that lives is born to die

And so I say to you that nothing really matters
And all you do is stand and cry

I don't know what to say about it
When all you ears have turned away

But now's the time to look and look again at what you see
Is that the way it ought to stay

That's the way
That's the way it ought a stay
LZ
 Dec 2014 NeeshaNeesha
Natalie
do not date a girl
who writes.
she will internalize
everything,
carve poems
into your eyelashes
instead of
kissing them,

she will analyze you,
calculate age
from the rings
your coffee cup
leaves
instead of refilling it.

she will memorize
the way your
lips curl around steam,
but not that you
take it
two sugars,
no cream.

she will read your
palm instead of
holding it
against her chest.

she will not
blink
when you leave,
because she is
already
romanticizing it.
///
I have left my known path
that is only for mine
where there is my love
there are too many dreams
but I have to go
and I am going,
going towards the new destiny

I am handed over
all my dreams to you,
my love
my undone jobs to you
cause you have dreamed me again
when I have almost forgotten my dreams

Even when I am going,
where there I am bound to go,
going to far away from my dreams
far away from you,
my love

I know it will not create a wall
between my will and my dreams
between you and me
I am tired too tired to think
about those dialectics thoughts

I know you love me more
than as much as I love you
I have left my love for you
and I think you will keep it
as it's yours only for yours

I am going,
where there I am bound to go
going to far away from my dreams
far away from you,
my love

But one day I will return
return as air and will be blown
through your long hair
blown as the murmur of wind
through the fairy Autumn

I will return as the morning robin
and will be playing with you,
beside your window
you will be awaken
with my song of spring
and I will see your eyes,
your lips, your smiles
those will be remain same
as I ever wish to claim
and I will wish to return
my love again from you,
my love--
handed over love forever- I will return
///
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 Dec 2014 NeeshaNeesha
Rj
My Fears
 Dec 2014 NeeshaNeesha
Rj
Never figuring out what God wants from me
My father getting too angry and beating me
My mother will never say the words 'Your'e beautiful'
My child will be nothing at all like me
If I end up with a husband, he will turn out like my dad
Not getting into veterinary school
Not surviving past 18
Thanks for the idea! #myfears
I stand on the fringes of the crowd,
They laugh and I smile,
Not a smile of happiness
but of understanding
They are happy,
I wish I could be happy,
Even for a while,
I wish I wasn't a wallflower.

"He stands on the edges of the crowd,
We laugh and he smiles,
His eyes do not show happiness,
But he understands
That some people are happy,
I wish he could be happy,
Even for a while,
He is a wallflower."

Sometimes she looks in my direction,
I can't keep looking,
She deserves so much better than me,
I am cold at heart,
And she is a warm fire.

"Sometimes he looks in my direction,
He averts his eyes and stops looking,
Maybe he doesn't like me?
He has a gentle heart,
We have a spark that could be a fire."

They look at her and she smiles,
My heart sinks,
I am to afraid to talk to her.

"They talk to me and I politely smile,
My heart sinks,
I am afraid to talk to him."

I guess we're just too different.

"I guess we're just too different."
 Dec 2014 NeeshaNeesha
nani
I'm in love
with an immensity
I will never seize.
Whereas the sky
is too far
for my mortal arms
to grasp the clouds
and count the stars
from the seas.
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