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You who goes by "Lonely"
Yes you, who reads these rhymes
Please pause here for a moment
I won't take much of your time

You see my friend, I'm lonely too
In the dark with paper and pen
So I'm writing you this poem
and signing it "Your Friend"

Though I'll prob'ly never see you
nor ever know your name
I do not need to see your face
nor know your cash and fame

I do not care what color you are
how short or tall or fat
I'm weary of all these parties and creeds
So, for a moment, forget all of that

Yes you, dear friend, forget with me
Inhale this moment serene
where we are not opinions or castes
Just two humans with two glowing screens

Be human with me, simple and pure
For a moment breathe deep and feel free
then should you have the time, and a halfway good rhyme
Perhaps write a poem for me.

Signed,
Your Friend
This one isn't great, but I don't really care. I would normally throw something like this away, but the afterimage of hope made me wonder if maybe it would strike a chord with someone somewhere.  I promise to post more polished verse in the future, but all the same, thank you for reading. -ES
 Jul 2016 Medinah Aousunt
kara
I am not an ex lover

you can’t remember the name of

I am the ghost of a mistake

you can’t quite shake the shame of
 Nov 2015 Medinah Aousunt
niamh
You were my beginning.
My first of all firsts.
The totem pole
on which my life
was carved.
The original altar
on which
I worshipped.
The only altar.
How do I begin
when my beginning
is finished.
 Sep 2015 Medinah Aousunt
niamh
Gone
 Sep 2015 Medinah Aousunt
niamh
The people lined the street,
But the face I longed to see
Was absent.
The voices filled the church
But the voice I ached to hear
Was gone.

The coffin lid closed,
The dirt fell,
The people cried,
The truck horns blared
And the choir sang.
But none so deafening
As the silence
Of the empty seat
At a broken table.
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