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Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course untrimmed.
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st,
    So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
    So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
 Oct 2017 F a r a h
Nolan Bucsis
I can't be crazy to other people.

If I am.
The beautiful what could be.
Dies.

And, it turns out.

I'm a rabid loner.
Who cant get attached.
You lash out at me
Hoping to make me weaker
Hurt by the blade of your words
As tears fill my eyes
The first crack starts

"I'm fine I promise"

Knowing these lies
That they keep you away from me

I am stone

I lie to myself to block you out
Another fight, fills the air like fog
Ah yes, another tear to a company my eye
I hold back my anger
This volcano building inside of me

I am stone

The anger keeps building inside me
But I suppress it, to hold it lock and key
More fights break out
More deadlier than the last
Each time the cracks becoming deeper

I am stone

Now I've blocked you out
No longer respond to what you say
You yelling I'm like talking to a stone
Hoping to get through, but it's not working

Because I am stone
 Oct 2017 F a r a h
Elrow Swift
You who goes by "Lonely"
Yes you, who reads these rhymes
Please pause here for a moment
I won't take much of your time

You see my friend, I'm lonely too
In the dark with paper and pen
So I'm writing you this poem
and signing it "Your Friend"

Though I'll prob'ly never see you
nor ever know your name
I do not need to see your face
nor know your cash and fame

I do not care what color you are
how short or tall or fat
I'm weary of all these parties and creeds
So, for a moment, forget all of that

Yes you, dear friend, forget with me
Inhale this moment serene
where we are not opinions or castes
Just two humans with two glowing screens

Be human with me, simple and pure
For a moment breathe deep and feel free
then should you have the time, and a halfway good rhyme
Perhaps write a poem for me.

Signed,
Your Friend
This one isn't great, but I don't really care. I would normally throw something like this away, but the afterimage of hope made me wonder if maybe it would strike a chord with someone somewhere.  I promise to post more polished verse in the future, but all the same, thank you for reading. -ES
 Oct 2017 F a r a h
Trevor Lee
I had a love that wouldn’t love me.
She told me she wanted to,
But wouldn’t allow her heart to fall or be free.
She wouldn’t let me break down any of her walls.
No matter how hard I tried never did they fall.
So I made my way up, in search of her heart.
I stumbled and I tripped, every step of the way I fell.
I fell deeper into the love that is her.
And there at the top is where I stay, standing, searching, for her.
Her, who is so perfect, so beautiful and true.
She is the light that illuminates my world into view.
She is the fire that burns warm inside of my soul, where once was nothing but emptiness and an unbearable cold.
In her eyes I see my whole universe reflected back through Crystal blue pools, clear and so very deep, she hides from me there.
I’ve searched tirelessly across the vast depths, never finding the faintest glimmer of the stars I once thought I knew so well, the stars that every day I saw as deeper I fell.
Her stars were my guide when all seemed lost. I tried to hold on to their light at every cost.
All I needed was a look into those beautiful blue eyes, I would be home. Home, seems now, like a distant memory from another life. Home is where one day I had hoped she’d become my wife.
Home was her laughter and the beat of her heart.
The smell of her hair as I lay holding her in the dark.
The color of her skin, as through the open windows the moon dances it sliver light upon her face. Never again will I know this place. Never again will my home be in her space.
I long to return there but I fear the journey has been lost.
For all my efforts and my little triumphs, seems now, it was all for naught. Whats the point of love when still all of it is not enough?
Now all alone im drifting, aimlessly in the void.
Endlessly black with no hope in sight, no signs of life or stars to guide. I drift and listen, tryin in the dark to find her voice. Here I will drift forever as I hope and I pray, that I will find her again and that she will Love me one day.
Just looking for feedback not sure if its very good or not? It seems elementary to me? Any help or suggestions are much welcome. Mahalo!
I am a woman , I should be timid - They say
I am a human , I know no limit  - I say,

My existence is not meant for your judgment
Crushing me is not a sign of your triumphant,

My love for you has always been abundant
Why am I the one to make all the adjustments,

Look into my eyes , you'll see a twinkle
Savaging it , is so sinful,

My demand for freedom makes you reluctant
Clothed in societal norms , I have to bear its repercussion,

How are the governing laws so different for Both
What makes you so nervous of my growth,

Why do I have to fight for what is my right
Why do you enjoy my plight,


Being submissive is declared my attire
No one hears what my heart desires,

I am not the one to dance on your note
I am a volcano that erupts on my own,

I don't demand anything extraordinary
All I seek is equality,

Equality to Breathe without fear
Equality to be safe my dear!!!!!
A tribute to Equality of a woman
So you want... to get a degree
Why?
Let me tell you what society will tell you:
Increases your chances of getting a job,
Provides you an opportunity to be successful,
Be a lot less stressful,
Education is the key.

Now let me tell you something your parents will tell you:
Make me proud,
Increases your chances of getting a job,
Provides you an opportunity to be successful,
Your life will be a lot less stressful,
Education is the key.

Now let's look at the statistics,
Steve Jobs - net worth seven billion R.I.P,
Richard Branson - net worth four point two billion,
Oprah Winfrey - two point seven billion,
Mark Zuckerberg, Henry Ford, Steven Spielberg, Bill Gates
Now here comes the Coup de grâce,
Looking at these individuals, what's your conclusion?
Neither of them in being successful,
Ever graduated from a higher learning institution.

Now some of you may be like,
Money is only the medium by which we measure worldly success,
And some of you even have the nerve to say
"I don't do it for the money."
So what you studying for?
To work for a charity?
Need more clarity?

Let's look at the statistics:
Jesus,
Muhammed,
Socrates,
Malcolm X,
Mother Teresa,
Spielberg,
Shakespeare,
Beethoven,
Jesse Owens,
Muhammad Ali,
Sean Carter,
Michael Jeffrey Jordan,
Michael Joseph Jackson.
Were either of these people unsuccessful... or... uneducated?

All I'm saying is that,
If there was a family tree hard work and education would be related,
But school would probably be a distant cousin,
Because if education is the key,
School is the lock,
Because it rarely ever develops your mind to the point where it can perceive red as green and continue to go when someone else said stop.
Because as long as you follow the rules and pass exams your cool,
But are you aware that examiners have a checklist,
And if your answer is something outside the box then the automatic response is a cross,
And then they claim that school expands your horizons and your visions,
Well tell that to Malcolm X who dropped out of school and is world renowned for what he learn in a prison.

Proverbs 17:16
It does a fool no good to spend money on an education,
Why?
Because he has no common sense.
George Bush. Need I say more?
Education is about inspiring one's mind,
Not just filling their head,
And take this from me because I'm an 'Educated' man myself,
Who only came to this realization after countless nights in the library,
With a can of red bull keeping me awake till morning,
Another can in the morning,
Falling asleep between piles of books that probably equates to the same amount I spent on my rent,
Memorize equations, facts and dates,
Write down to the letter,
Half of which I would never remember,
And half of which I would forget straight after the exam,
Before the start of the next semester,
Asking anyone if they had notes for the last lecture.
I often found myself running to class,
Just so I could find a spot on which I could rest my head and just sleep without making a scene,
Ironic because that's the only time I ever spent in university chasing my dreams.
And then after nights with a dead-mind,
I'd den find myself in a queue of half-awake students, zombies,
Waiting to hand in an assignment,
Maybe that's why they call it a deadline.
And then after three years of mental suppression,
And frustration,
My "Proud Mother" didn't even turn up to my graduation.

Now, I'm not saying that school is evil and there's nothing to gain,
All I'm saying is: understand your motives and re-assess your aims,
If you want a job working for someone else then help yourself,
But then that would be a contradiction because you wouldn't really be helping yourself,
You'd be helping somebody else,
There's a saying that is: if you don't build your dreams, someone else will hire you to help build theirs.

Redefine how you view education,
Understand it's true meaning,
Education is not just about regurgitating facts from a book,
Or someone else's opinion on a subject to pass an exam,
Look at it.
Picasso was educated at creating art,
Shakespeare was educated in the art of all that was written
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 Jun 2017 F a r a h
Ivan Ray
Have you ever heard the term

"The grass is always greener on the other side"

I'm going to assume you have
But I think the better question to ponder is
What happens when there's no more grass?

What are we doing to our earth
There is trash heaps the size of this city
And our society should feel guilty
When the only one that bats an eye
Is an incoherent ****** hippie

You know anybody can make a difference
This disparity must be stopped
So let's take a stand

Because my generation, our generation
Will face the greatest threat that has ever faced this nation
And that is climate change

AND if you ask me it is very strange
That so many people remain caged
In a cell of disregard
Acting like our earth isn't scared

Around the world we're facing
Irreversible drought
A rising sea level
A midst the sixth mass extinction

So why is our society
Not showing the distinction
That this is a pivotal issue

As teenagers we're
Watching environments be
Wrecked by our forefathers
While your sons and daughters
Will face the systemic problems
We forsake.

So the burden is on me,
Its on you, on all of our shoulders
To fight with a rage
To end climate change.
This was a slam poem/speech I presented to one of my high school classes concerning the issue of climate change.
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