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there is this girl who is crying her heart out.
asking herself why no one loves her,
why all her past lovers didn't work out.
now, she is old and alone.

she didn't realize that the one for her,
the one who is her soul mate or destiny
is now dead.
he ended his life before they were going to meet.
 Sep 2014 Aria of Midnight
Jen Jo
Can you please lend me your eyes?
Don't be long, I promise.

Please, let me show you what I see in you.
Let me show you [you].
 Sep 2014 Aria of Midnight
Erenn
I really wonder everytime
How they feel
When they crush every norm’s entities
Is this part of a ritual you religiously do?
Do you smirk or grin everytime you did?
Do you feel better perceiving lives too see them ache?
You do don’t you?


Why?
Because you've been there
You felt that pain, that agony that preludes
That melancholy past precedes you everytime
"Why always me?"
Why do you end up in bruises and blood-
Dripping from beginning to the end?
End?
No!
There’s no end to this
Unless you make it stop


But why relay the pain on others?
You created that villain in your head
You've become what you hate
Do you like that?
Making others suffer for what ‘they' did

You were once good
You still are
Well your pretense won an Oscar for the 'Ignorant'(s)
They know what you did
You broke their wings and the mettle they believed in
They don’t want to lose a 'Friend' like you
Their courage demised never to prevail again
You became this (****)tator
Which everyone obliged cowardly

But be reminded
Like every TV Show
The Hero always wins
Karma will be chasing you
Waiting for the right moment to expose you
You will get the retribution you deserved

You will cry
Remorse will elevate in your senses
And Every Name, Every Face, Every Sound
*Will be remembered to those you maimed.
Which is worse?
Getting bullied or being the bully?
Always remember we're all humans.
Bullying will never stop if we don't voice out or put in effort to.
This is for the voices that were never heard and their voices gone forever.
This is for the ones who are willing to help knowing how it feels.
This is for our children who would eventually become one in the future.
This is for the ones fighting till this very day.
This is for 'you'.
 Sep 2014 Aria of Midnight
Erenn
Your
freckles      are
like the
stars
to my
night       sky.
This is a sequel to my post 'Freckles'.
And this line I heard is from a stranger telling his gf how her freckles make him love her more. God bless them:)
 Sep 2014 Aria of Midnight
Erenn
It’s not easy when I was five
It’s not easy to grasp everything
Learning these new ‘signs’
So others would empathize
Demoralized only to be scrutinized
Wondering why they always laughed
I never knew how it sounds like
But it hurts me deep inside

It’s not easy when I was ten
They wrote on the board
How I always pretend
I keep smiling despite everything
I did pretend
Pretending tomorrow
Everything will end

It’s not easy when I was fifteen
Almost everyone doesn't comprehend
These hands I use to eat & speak
I can read their lips saying,
"FREAK, FREAK, FREAK!!!"
But this time I didn't pretend
Mama always told me before she left
"Your voice is louder than the rest!"

It’s easier now that I’m twenty
It actually gets better if I believe
I found true friends along the way
They get furious if I get played
Diminishing negative thoughts to dust
I know now life has its eminence
There are more others like me

What my mama meant before she left
Help those who are in need
Especially to those who are-
*Special like me.
(I didnt expect it to get featured as the daily poem! I'm so happy I get to share this message with everyone. A better understanding to these gifted individuals:) And if u have a friend who's deaf or learning ASL. Let them read this:)
And once again. Thank you so much To everyone who liked and comment!)
Give your love.
Even if you're the one being received.
I just had to write about this.
And i don't see it as a disability,
I see it as a gift.
(Dedicated to this young girl i saw in the train helping a guy in a wheelchair. She was showing directions! I stood there appalled in awe)
P.S: I need a suggestion whether to name this title 'Gift' or 'Hand Signs'??
I think both stood out.
Comment below.
And I also would like you guys to check out this website.
If you buy their headphones you would be giving hearing aids for the   less fortunate.
http://www.lstnheadphones.com/pages/givingbackamplified
And I'm not sponsored to do this. I just want to make a change and help to raise awareness:)
If you can help them, please do.:)
 Sep 2014 Aria of Midnight
Erenn
It's hard to
forget
and let go,
I know.
But when you do
You'll
forget
the things
You're supposed to.


Erennwrites
It's never easy. It might take months or even years for something that's been there like forever. I know how it feels. It tears you up inside You can't breath, you can't sleep.
He/She is all you could think about everyday.
But when you do,
The whole universe will follow your pursuit.
Pursuit to your own happyness.:)
I got inspired again. Dedicated to a friend who's going through a difficult phase in her life.
This is for you.
 Sep 2014 Aria of Midnight
Erenn
He was reading
So was she
She was giggling
Full of glee
His heart stopped
When their eyes met
She knew it'll be the first
She would never forget

He tried to approach her
But to no avail
His heart pumped faster
He knew he would fail

She was eagerly waiting
Wondering why he didn't move
Is there something on her face?
Did something came loose?

He broke through enmity
Believing it could be more
He got up and accidentally-
Yelled his name out!
"CAN WE BE FRIENDS!?"

She laughed so loud
He thought she was like the rest
He was about to leave
When she pulled him
"Hi, my name is …….."


@Erennwrites
(This was surprisingly based on a true story)
2 years ago to be exact:D
 Sep 2014 Aria of Midnight
v V v
You will never know normal until
you have it long enough to not
want more of it
Have you ever seen your old man get ready for a date?
Despite his age and experience, he's still insecure of his wrinkles and unsure of his dress
But you can hear him smiling from upstairs when he calls up to you telling you he will be back soon enough
How easy it is with words
Lovers can be strangers
Friends can be enemies
Families torn apart
Words can be the sweetest
Words can be the most disastrous
a dangerous weapon
against those
whom you  love ..
those whom you care..
careful with the choice of words...
never underestimate the power...
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