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Mary Rose Nov 2012
one should know
how powerful a sigh is
a long to quick release of breath
in silence
or loudly
speaks volumes as it is

a release of a heartbreak
or a white flag waved
a release of a soul breaking at its core
a release of a tired mind
or an emotion at turmoil

it could be a sign of apathy
damning the world as it is
or  a sign of annoyance or irritability
a sign she can't handle anything
Mary Rose Nov 2012
They say laughter is the best medicine
I wish I could laugh all the time
It’s a breath of new fresh air
It looks like the sun, the air, and the sea smiling
It's also the stars and the moonlight coming down on me
It taste like a sweet drink in your stomach
Craving to want more
It feels heat and cold in your skin
Like Holy Water cleansing your soul
Makes you happy and comfortable, light and easy
Floating flying in the air, feeling like a new person
Mary Rose Nov 2012
nor·mal
an adjective
/ˈnôrməl/ 

conforming to a standard
usual
typical
or expected


a word she keeps on running after
all she ever want to be

a person free from physical or mental disorders
fat sad old she is
confused moody she can be
mind heart full of dysphoria
loneliness and longing some of it may be

A line at right angles to a given line or surface
she has no angles only in curves and circles
she looked
a form a surface she longly hate

I am not normal she screamed
a thought she already knew intimately

When will I ever be?
Should I be, should we be, and how
these questions are running
through her head as she cries
Mary Rose Nov 2012
Walking towards the library
A grandeur box filled with mystery
A mixture of smell of old and new (world)
You can taste the universe at the palm of your hand

I love to be alone in the library
With Pirates and dolphins and in lover’s bliss
I feel the feeling the story gives
(Like) The excitement of horrors, thrillers, and romance gives

This excitement (or feeling) I can’t get anywhere
Only in stacks full of books lined up everywhere
Even when I am not reading anything,
Their company gives me a natural pleasure or high
I can’t describe but imagine
All I know is I am at the company of the Kings
Mary Rose Nov 2012
Beds are made for sleeping they say
Pardon me for I beg to differ,
For there I sometimes work and play
They are made not just so people can rest
They are also made so they can dream and pray

A stack of pillows to lie on your back
So you can watch TV and play with your ‘book
One would do it to get your groove and sanity back
Unwinding and getting enjoyment

My bedroom looks like a place of heaven for me
You can smell the sparkle of my air
The temperature is like at autumn and after summer air
Other than that it would probably taste like fresh sea water air

It is the best place in the house
Probably as comfortable as lying in the clouds
Mary Rose Nov 2012
i swam before i can walk
i dreamed before i could talk
i dreamed of stories
i dreamed from stories
awake asleep
awake in sleep
i float i fly
i swam i cry
i lived i died
i loved i lied
i gained my strength from them
i am weakened as well
from childhood to tween
to teen to twenty
i never stop to dream
will this be my only life
among the clouds up sky
will i ever live a life
will i ever live the dream
or let dream die a dream
let the dream eat me away as i sleep

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