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 Aug 2016 Emma DeBoer
Breeze-Mist
You foolish men
Who toy with others' lives
Act as though you're safe
From a revolutionary's knives

You may be fine
With your panem et circenses
But be warned, your actions
Do carry consequences
A little bit of randomness.
To me my Mama is a Lily
Who blooms among the sunflowers
No matter in what degree
Her arms and heart are always
Stretched wide open
Just like the petals of the Lily
She has worked so hard for all of my life
Showing me how to love others
Even in the darkest times of strife
God gave her, a joyous gift, to my life
WOMEN WHO HAVE LIVED WISELY AND WELL
WILL SHINE BRILLIANTLY LIKE THE CLOUDLESS
STAR-STREWN NIGHT SKIES~ DANIEL12-3
WROTE RATHER QUICKLY WHILE WAITING FOR MOM TO HAVE A STINT PUT IN, SHE ASKED FOR ME TO WRITE A POEM FOR HER. I WAS WORRIED AND FORGOT TILL I PURCHASED FLOWERS THAT HAD SUNFLOWERS AND JUST ONE LILY. A GIFT FROM GOD TO TELL ME GET WRITTING, YOUR MAMA SAID SO!!!
 Aug 2016 Emma DeBoer
nivek
Light pours in from outside Human understanding
a new vision of what it can mean to live a full life
- shackles fall away, the inherited wisdom of the generational baton passed down through the years
and the inevitable
self-inflicted pressure to conform to a pattern
-trying to fit a square peg into a round hole.
Freedom comes at an hour you least expect
but once tasted you never forget
it always stays faithful
the strength of the vision is too strong
winning through in the end
countenanced as it is, by a God
The Hermits consolation
The marriage feast of the soul.

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 Aug 2016 Emma DeBoer
Mohd Arshad
O Spirit!
Don't steal my slumber.

Keep thy shadow still.

Do you talk to the wind
Like him in the dumb_charade
Or dance for her alone?
Is it bad
That i want to be someone big
Someone great?
Because
All my life
I've felt like i've been in a bubble,
Aaaalways in trouble.
I want to finally become someone people like.
Right now i feel alone,
But somehow i feel like its the start of the end.
I want to build a fanbase.
I want to live
better
Do you think i can?
Another bad poem im sorry
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