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 Jun 2018 Poetroyalee
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Who am I
to deserve such sights,
to witness this splendor?

Thank you for trusting me
with this color, this light.

Thank you for reminding me
what lives behind the dark.

Whoever, wherever,
whatever you are.
.... it's normal...maybe it's not,
maybe, i overdo it....yet, i still do it...
i always think of things to come
...at day time....even late nights,
thinking too much of my children
my children's children...i must always
be there...for when they need help...
i worry too about my siblings
i even think of my siblings' brood
my dear friends and their worries
...thinking how i can help them...
later, i get weary....fed up at times,
exhausted from worrying, wondering
how i could offer even a bit of a remedy
especially when they are too far to be
touched warmly...or, my hands are tied,
....or, not that long to reach out...

i realize before long...i am not alone
decidedly, i refuse to be solaced
by the thought, that my worries
could just be pebbles...not rocks...
i musn't compare at all....

(excerpts from an old posted poem...edited)

Sally

© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
    May 20, 2018
(excerpts from an old posted poem...edited)
 May 2018 Poetroyalee
Barker
Art II
 May 2018 Poetroyalee
Barker
We fell in love,
Despite our differences
And once we did,
Something rare,
And beautiful was
Created
(c)ibarker
You're like a bruise.
Every time something touches you, you hurt, but you're fine when left alone.
I try to heal you with my touch but only hurt you.
I give you space so you heal, but you hold on so stubbornly.

You're like a cut.
I try to let you heal, but can't help but pick a little like a child,
I try to pull you off but only hurt you more.
You cling on until you heal, and then you are gone.

You're like a knife in my side.
People use you to hurt me.
They twist the knife, to inflict hurt on me.
I try to pull you out but I can't find the guts too, so you stay there, until I pull you out painfully.

Why can't you see you're hurting me?
You insist on holding onto me until you feel better,
Then you toss me off like a used garment, beyond repair,
Until you run out of other clothes to wear, so you use me.

Making me hold onto your pain until you heal.
I try to get rid of you, but only hurt you so much more, and,
You know that I love you too much for that.
So I sit and wait for you to heal, but some wounds don't heal.
We’re the same
In our own different ways,
We could fly away
And go to space
Wondering around faster than light

I look upon the abyss
That I once called home,
I stare at the place
That was the birth of my race,
The sun shines bright,
The moon is gone,
I feel the pain in my bones,
I see the vastness of space,
I hear the emptiness of space,
I think about the expressions on their faces,
I think about the expressions of your face

The unknown is scary,
But the discovery is gorgeous
Each galaxy,
Each star,
Each planet,
Each race,
Each face,
They’re all important
In their own way
There’s no useless life form

In the infinite space
Never ending disgrace
No one will help us.
I actually did this in math class... that's what math does to you when you're sleepy!
 May 2018 Poetroyalee
Imran Islam
I am a child like you
I have a dream like you
I have a heart like you
I am mankind like you.
I have the right to live like you.
I have the right to freedom like you.

I want to play like you
I want to smile like you
I need to sleep like you
I need a morning like you.
I have the right to live like you.
I have the right to freedom like you.

Why is my path ******?
Why do you blast my body?
Why does dark smoke swarm my sky?
Why do you grab my land, why?
I have the right to live like you.
I have the right to freedom like you.

You have no right to **** my dreams
You have no right to **** my parents
You have no right to **** my friends
You’re all killers; you're all heartless!
I have the right to live like you.
I have the right to freedom like you.

I want only justice
I want a smiley face
I want a peaceful place
I just want a little peace!
I have the right to live like you.
I have the right to freedom like you.
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