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 Feb 2022 Maitsholo
Pr nandni
Sometimes it's better to leave the pages BLANK
Sometimes the BEST is to not EXPRESS everything,
Let your emotions be wrapped beneath TRUST
Put your LOVE on the lap of future,
Let it BORN with peace.

Don't sum yourself up in ONE word,
Just LEAVE the pages blank.
Leave it blank
Corrugated emptiness.
Life is lurching beneath fear.
Loneliness is beseiged by expectations
There was no witness to the demise of dreams.
Asymetric behaviour.
Mental algorithm gone awry.
Fault lines become apparent.
All it takes is a single impulsive act to set everything on fire.
Impetuous minds working overtime to find logical way to start the destruction.
In my life's journey, I met others who, like me, had lost their way.
-


would i rather wait in line
at the entrance to Hell
knowing at least
that i had
tried—

than to stare at the Pearly
Gates coming up with
excuses as to why
i didn't
?


s jones
2021

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 Jan 2022 Maitsholo
Loser
Scars
 Jan 2022 Maitsholo
Loser
Things wont be the same after this.
I know that they weren't for me.

It takes time for these things to heal,
and it leaves a nasty scar.

But it's a scar you wear with your family,
It's a scar that keeps you strong.

Know that the sadness is okay,
know that I am never far.
This one is for you. I hope you are doing okay... I really, really hope that you are holding on.
 Jan 2022 Maitsholo
Andrew Rueter
I wish I could escape
to somewhere people aren’t
so mean and cold
but I’m afraid
that I might not belong there.
She is a poem of his heart
He never disclosed
In front of anyone.
 Jan 2022 Maitsholo
Brooklyn
Music
 Jan 2022 Maitsholo
Brooklyn
She keeps songs
locked away in boxes
like secrets.
She will take them out
like postcards
to help her remember
the feeling of
a different time,
a different person
by her side.
She likes the one
that makes her
eyes close
to see the lights.
She smiles at
the one that  
makes her stand
up on tiptoes,
the one that
helps her forget
she doesn’t know
what to do
with her hands.

The tune
will carry her.

Like it did
the times when
voices broke
like a heart.
When instruments’ strings
would snap
and hurt.
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