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Leila The Kiwi
22/F/New Zealand
"I like to use my brokenness to make poetry. I sprinkle my worn out soul onto the ink of my pen, in hopes of making something beautiful out of something dreadful." -Mustafa Tattan
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Leila The Kiwi
Leila The Kiwi
Mar 2021
Expressionism
You're a masterpiece to me.
Each piece of art isn't for everyone
There are no flawless artworks
Because there'll always be someone
That thinks it could be different.
Come to me with jagged paint strokes
I'll still appreciate you regardless.
I come here to see you
If I wanted to put that energy
Towards something else,
I would.
But I choose to look at you
Because you're beautiful
Even with your imperfections.
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Leila The Kiwi
Jan 2021
Inbalance
If you
Look at these
Handfuls of
What I have
To give
But your own
Palms are empty
Please, don't
If I'm willing
To give myself
Entirely to you
But you'll only
Take what
You can get
Please, don't
I want to save
My enegry
For better things
Please, be honest.
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Leila The Kiwi
Jan 2021
Date
Don't reach for me
With your
Quicksand hands
That is to say,
I look at you
And I can see
My time
Slipping away
You'll take
From me
Till there's
No grain
Left
Till I've
No place
To land
But the
Floor.
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Leila The Kiwi
Jan 2021
Roof
You provide
The illusion
Of shelter
But without
A solid foundation
I can only
Stand this
For so long.
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Leila The Kiwi
Jan 2021
Russian Roulette
There I was
Trusting my mind
And having faith
In you holding on
Having hope for us
Here I am
Crushed by realization
My intuition and heart
Knew better
I ignored the signs
Now I'm hopeless
I guess you
Won the wager
Maybe from
Now on
I'll stop
Betting myself
On the odds
Of others.
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Leila The Kiwi
Dec 2020
Burning Light
At times
I look at
These small hands
Delicate and pale
With such an instinct
To hold something
Other times
I'm reminded of
My soft heart
When I reach
Towards someone
The scars screech
Still feeling the blade
In my back
From a lost love
Some times
I'm surprised
By my hair
Its magnificent magnitude
Its daring defiance
The presence it has
Within a room
This mane has a voice
It speaks of my
Strength and resilience
When my hands are small
When my heart is soft
When I forget.
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Leila The Kiwi
Dec 2020
Keepsakes
These unspoken words
Do not rhyme
The desire to
Share them with you
Would be a
Waste of my time
So I keep them
Locked up
Rattling around
In this mind
Of mine
I know what
We are
I know what
We aren't
Don't you worry
I won't cross a line
Even if I wish
I could hold you
In my arms tonight
Even if I wish
To fall asleep
With my head
On your chest
These thoughts
Won't utter
A sound.
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