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 Dec 2017 Jamal Abboud
Logan Paul
It turned green with envy
when it saw that people
didn't need it to be happy.
 Dec 2017 Jamal Abboud
Sawyer
Today I wrote a poem
It took me five minutes
It was short,
A little choppy,
And pretty irrational,
But people really seemed to like it.
It got so many comments
And an encouraging amount of favorites.

So I decided to write another one.

This one took me two days
I poured my heart and soul into it,
And then set it free to start it’s life of internet fame
Only this time,
The poem got two likes
And no comments.

I guess people don’t like looking at my soul
That’s okay.
I’ll keep putting it on display anyway
Because maybe someone will like it
And then maybe they’ll comment on it

I don’t like waiting, but I will
Because I know that souls are hard to look at
When I take five minutes
To jot down a thought,
It’s so simple
But my heart and soul are much more complicated.

So take your time
Like it or don’t
But I’ll be happy, because
The most genuine form of writing is when you write to yourself.
 Dec 2017 Jamal Abboud
Iska
to me you are a star of gold
a glowing asterisk
I wish I could hold
though you seem so far away
I truly wish we could meet some day
but alas we shall only meet
through our words,
spilling and falling across this page.
we are the unseen family
bound by art
which is better
because we dwell in the heart
 Dec 2017 Jamal Abboud
Nylee
my pick
 Dec 2017 Jamal Abboud
Nylee
If I have a choice to be happy
 at every chance I get
                        why do I always pick to be sad?
 Dec 2017 Jamal Abboud
Ella Gwen
Flying under the sky, over the sea

To the next adventure, you and me.
Is this short poem any good?

I want to write it on my partners present, but I'm slightly worried it's terrible.
 Dec 2017 Jamal Abboud
Annete
Closer as she comes
Weary flowers blossom anew.
Wounded heart seems to forget
Its ache.
Perplexed soul halts wandering,
As lips rise with the purest smile.
She sights beauty
In your despondency
A Mother’s love
That heals the world.
Inspired by my Mother and dedicated to each and every other one.
 Dec 2017 Jamal Abboud
Traveler
You can twist
My heartstrings
In a somersault display
Spiral through my being
Fill me with your rays

You can flood my soul
Hold me in your beam
I am but a shooting star
In your gravity
.....
Traveler Tim
 Dec 2017 Jamal Abboud
She Writes
The WAY you spend Christmas
Is much more important
Than how much you SPEND
On Christmas
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