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 May 2017 bryn
allie
Isolated
 May 2017 bryn
allie
My name
Is
Allie

My story
Is
Lost

My past
Is
Absent

And
Me?

*I've vanished.
Sometimes I feel invisible.
I'm just a blank slate in a crowd of people that can shine. And in the crowd? I'm like everyone else: A deserted shell of person.
I fear the thought of failure
my name written in the dirt
spat upon
Standing in line
picked out
like a painting
framed,
ashamed of what..
of who I've become
The mistakes
the bad things
Horrible
Unkind
I look back down
at my name in the dirt
a gravelly scribble
I grab a stick,

*Strikethrough.
Your mistakes make you human.
 May 2017 bryn
allie
Twinkling stars shine
brightly in the cloudy sky
dancing by the moon.

Though the stars do die,
others take their place in the
cloudy moonlight sky.

When the stars die they
fall to the earth like a flame
then crash. Stars now dull.

So that is how the
cycle goes: Shine, fall, crash, die.
But new stars can form
Shine like a star.
Oh little Blue bird
shining light on my small world
blue streaks in the trees

Oh little blue bird
no vast array of color
brightening dark days

My little blue bird
sitting in your tiny cage
not to fly again

Fly little blue bird
the sky darkens in your wake
sadness following

Come little blue bird
for safe and sound you will stay
right here in my arms

Oh little blue bird
lying on the scarlet grass
eyes not opening
Don't go..
 May 2017 bryn
allie
Conflicted
 May 2017 bryn
allie
Sweet chirps come from the trees
Small warbles of the animals echo around me
As I stare at the grass
Which is stained in scarlet.

Your body body lies still
Frozen in ice.
Your eyes never opening.

I wish I could turn back time
To when you stood by my side
Smiling that goofy grin
With your dimples pinching your cheeks.
Strange thoughts come at the oddest times.
 May 2017 bryn
Jawad
WHO KNOWS?
 May 2017 bryn
Jawad
What if I...
Read a dictionary from cover to cover
Opened up my pillow and counted each feather
Gathered dandelions and became a seller
Quit my studies to become a fortune teller


What if I...
Swept with a toothbrush and whipped the floor with tissues
Walked the streets and asked people about their issues
Went out at night and freed all animals in zoos
Bought some leather and tried to make a pair of shoes

What if I...
Learned how to dive to look for bottles in the sea
Looked up a hive, and tried to take out each bee
Tried to write a novel doing it on my knee
Decided reading all the poems there on HP
Just wondering...;-)
 May 2017 bryn
Jawad
WONDROUS WORLD
 May 2017 bryn
Jawad
Spring in the north
Fall in the south

Sky and seas, blue
Brown and green, lands

Sand on the shore,
Beneath the seas

Water on top
And under earth

Same heart that loves
Does also hate

Pain during birth
Release by death

Same child that cries
Shouts when grown up

Different skins
In different shades

Yet beneath them
Flesh, just the same

Different tongues
Different words

Yet all languages
Have ‘I love you

Wondrous world
Wonderful life

Yet we don’t much
Notice and care

...
Thinking about the seemingly little wonders in life...
rid me of the dark memories that haunt my soul
shed those tears I cried so long ago, into the depths of my pillow
but only minutes have passed,
it feels like years...
the concept of time is lost on me..
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