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 Jun 2020 Naseeha Ansari
Lil Lalo
You asked
What is the scariest part?

I answer
The scariest part
is not the feeling of loneliness
or the darkness that fills you
despite the looming pain
of emptiness

The scariest part
is the realization  
that you have lost yourself
completely
sinking in as you lay awake
at 2 AM
because you lost the ability to sleep
and you can't even cry
because you don't even care
If everything is going well
then something must be wrong
 Mar 2020 Naseeha Ansari
CA Smith
To you, the ground beneath my feet
Every step I take,
you support me.

You stand with me,
in my times of trouble

I am warmed by your embrace,
as I become entranced in your outfit of lace.

Nothing could be more finely crafted,
than my connection with you.

The ages may wear on you,
yet you remain the only one
my sole longs for.

For you truly are...
My favorite pair of shoes.
 Mar 2020 Naseeha Ansari
Donna
I said to a chair
Can you please stop
touching my ***
It said no no no
it's so much fun
:)) silly one
Her eyes are like wine
I want to drink it,
Her lips are like patels of rose
I want to feel it,
And in her smile
I want to make my shelter,
Oh! I had lost myself in her.
Her hairs are like feathers
I want to play with them,
And when she talks
I want to listen to her forever,
Oh! I had lost myself in her.
You are my entire poem
I m just a metaphor of yours
“i love you”
those words
                      d
                         r
                           i
                             p
                               p
                                 e
                                   d
                                      from his lips
i believed his deceitful manner
his charisma, it was alluring
I think most people take this as an s.o. but it could be anyone who stopped loving you a friend, a parent to just deceive you to get what they want from you. I also thought of the devil as I wrote this, he deceives you and feeds you with lies to follow him.
In a sea of enthusiastic voices,
a dominant voice prevailed,
in an effort to command attention,
he inquired:

"Are you...
a frustrated doctor?
a frustrated lawyer?
a frustrated actor?
a frustrated engineer?

are you...
a frustrated nun?
a frustrated linguist?
or, a frustrated biologist?"

i met the eyes of the speaker;

."simply frustrated,"
was my unuttered reply...


Sally

Copyright Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
January 11, 2020
(I went with my grade nine granddaughter  to their career guidance day)
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