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  Dec 2015 Moji K
Chloe
I'll dance until my ten toes are bruised,
My bones twisted, muscles misused,
To the symphony to my heart of which you have abused,
I'll perform only for you, my one and only Muse.

My heart beats to the song of which I am bound,
I twirl and leap endlessly as if wound,
A tireless Ballerino, making nary a sound,
Prancing and contorting on stoic ground.
Moji K Dec 2015
let me paint this picture
let me put it straight

his eyes closed for the last time

she lingers but a moment
her fingers on his cheek

his lips are ashen grey
the smile from before now so far away

he carried his flag with pride

his standard flew so high
but they shot him in his street

his martyred soul with the god he loved
his mother left praying over his shell

a nation chained
a voice lost

mothers left broken children left crying
a clan, a nation, a blood that is dying
no intent to support terrorism. this is a poem about the unjust occupation of palestine.
Moji K Dec 2015
out of the ashes and into the sky
from the depths of deception a hero shall rise

wings once torn now flying high
once torn by the world's weight

hope lost, again found

burned by the flames
scorched by the sun

a voice speaking of what is to come
  Dec 2015 Moji K
Dana Colgan
An overgrown pathway she takes,
A smile plastered on her face, so fake.
Deeper down does detail disquieting doubt.
As she stumbles and searches for a sign of the way out.

Entwined in thorns she now becomes,
As the overgrown pathway, the night succumbs.
Hovering hornets the only sound,
Pretending to enjoy the escapade, how profound.

A shattering noise halts her stride,
But the tranquil look stays in place, what pride.
How foolish a girl to continue on,
How foolish a girl to act as though nothing is wrong.
Moji K Dec 2015
skIP, hOp,
TWo by fOUr

between the lines
Across the squares

tOss the ROck,
RUN and jUMp

SLAP SLAP
JUMPing rope

along the edge
Above the road

cOncrete GArden,
JUNGLE OF CEMENT

CITY GIRL
BORN AND BRED
I'm a city girl.
  Dec 2015 Moji K
Sarah Oh
Caught in a riptide
Lost between my head and my heart
Hair disheveled and a wounded pride
All these roads lead me back to the start

Holding my breath
And count to ten
My heart left me by a quiet death
Just to feel alive, once again.
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