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 May 2015 Estherzz21
josin137
I woke up,
Early in the morning,
Exhausted,
And the one thing,
In my mind,
Was poetry,
Because,
I couldn't wait,
To express the feelings,
Erupting inside,
Of me.
A short expression...
First time writing like this...
 May 2015 Estherzz21
Jane
I waited
 May 2015 Estherzz21
Jane
Sometimes I wonder,
The times we would've been together.

I picture you and I,
On Sundays by the beach in the cold weather.

I imagine us,
Stargazing at night with me in your arms tighter.


But I waited and waited.
Every inch of every hour,
On steps to your front door,
In portraits I drew of you,
On benches we sat in parks,
At classes we used to have,
Through wretchedly rainy days,
Under my blankets late at night,
In my sleepless nights of dreams,
Right to the places you've sang to me,
Left to the days you were still with me.


But you left.
You were gone.
You were never coming back.
Because I watch you lay there,
With your hands so still,
buried underground.
To death
 May 2015 Estherzz21
Justine
This generation has become so lost,
The idea of perfect wrapped around,
Believing being perfect and better looking,
Is the only way out.

Because of this flaw and so much more,
We are the generation,
Who will teach our children,
To love and accept,
Everyone and everything,
No matter race, sexuality, weight or gender,
For being unique and original,
In their own special ways.

Because we know,
How much it hurts,
Being kicked and taunt,
To feel out of place,
Like somehow we just don’t belong,
And no one understands.

We are the generation,
Who will be there for our kids,
And let them know,
It’s alright to talk about their feelings.

We are the generation,
Who will not let them hide in the dark,
But bring them to the light,
Which is filled with delight.

We are the generation,
That will begin a new formation.
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