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Leena Sharma Oct 2013
just for a night,
let's go out to be
whatever we want to be.
as tonight we shall smile so sweetly
walking around in this new world.
but only for a night.
we wish that this would last *forever
happy halloween, went to a small party and it was great.
Leena Sharma Oct 2013
she's immersed with his voice.
as always, she listens to his songs
and continues to fall
in love with him
even though he's gone.
she's not hooked on to the static screen
like the others
but devotes her time
to listen to the
beautiful man sing and play his sitar.
she "loves you to"
my favourite song off George Harrison is "Love You To" so I wrote this poem to show my love for him, he was a perfect man.
Leena Sharma Oct 2013
whatever we do,
does it even matter?
cause in the end we die.
and will I ever be remembered?
I try and try and try.
It gets me nowhere. I'm redundant
cause here I am repeating myself now
while everyone else walks along
and all you see is me drowning in
the things you don't call dreams.
feeling low.
Leena Sharma Oct 2013
This is the time of year
that I'm always waiting for.
The golden leaves
decend down to the earth, gracefully
as they spent months watching us overhead.
It's time for them to lay down and look at
the hollow sky and await the rain.
*"This is what their life is like."
Leena Sharma Oct 2013
Someone take the wheel,
I don't know where I'm going.
Can anyone help?
as right now I feel like
I'm losing control.

I'll just sit here
and watch the Earth spin madly on.
Can you feel it?
I guess I'm not the only one
losing control.
Leena Sharma Oct 2013
I want you to be here,
so that when I wake up
the atmosphere will greet me
and make me realise,
that what I had wasn't a dream.
and that you were here all along.
literally just made this up. I don't have anyone like this in my life, it's something I kinda want.
Leena Sharma Oct 2013
and I said to myself, "you're going to be
alone now."
and that it would be fine.
but i've lost all meaning of fine
and if you look into my heart
you'd cry.
as that is where I lock my pain.
and if you dare, look deeper and you will find,
the scars that hide in the darkest of times.
my poem, pretty much the first one I wrote a while ago.

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