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Lois Jairam Mar 2019
I am facing a screen,
Typing my thoughts,
Inside my room,
With the moon,

I am facing a screen,
at 11:15,
with an awkward face,
cuz' one can't find the moon,

I am facing a screen,
with nothing to give,
and nothing to do,
but just to sleep under the moon.
Lois Jairam Mar 2019
The Capital of the Pearl of the Orient Seas,
Owned by hypocrisies,
of every Rich Family,
Where most are Slave of Poverty,

Oh! The Pearl in the Pacific,
Once Magnific,
But its history became Horrific,
Now filled with Wild Traffic,

Ye! The Orient Sea!
Shall also belong to Thee,
For Everybody,
For Tension to flee,
Lois Jairam Mar 2019
They are all having a drink,
   With their new group of friends,
                               They are all forming a sea of thoughts,
              Bonding, Cheering, and Talking,

           Time after Time,
                 Their roots grew stronger,
                        and ours grew apart,
                              and time after time we'll part,

They laugh and swim,
Sway and Feel the warmth of their throat,      
They drive themselves,              
Away from the road of what I hoped,                  

But as a Friend,          
Be happy of what they choose,                    
Be happy of where they be,                                  
Be happy of what it shall become;
It's nice meeting them
Lois Jairam Mar 2019
The Fear of being forgotten,
The Fear of being replaced,
The Fear of being ignored,
It ***** having it.
Lois Jairam Feb 2019
Slave of the Education System,
   Slave of the Authorities,
       Slave of the Blind Beliefs,
          Slave of the false wisdom.
Lois Jairam Feb 2019
Every letter is the same,
They don't make sense alone or bare,
Word is too but more attuned,
They could stand alone but had some wound,

But all of them is not one without the other,
or else it would look like — I would stutter,
Use the gift wisely to convey all things neatly,
then words would bring life pretty precisely,

But then comes Responsibility,
That Words and Letters are like a swords that shares hostility,
when used to some directly incorrectly,
could pose threat upon whom — then comes liability.
Lois Jairam Feb 2019
I am me,
no matter what,
no matter who I face,
no matter how they see me,

I am me,
In the ways you could never imagine,
In the ways anyone could prob'ly hate,
In the ways I can see,

I am me,
and that's what it is,
and that's what it should be,
and that's what I should live.
We should never forget who we are.
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