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 Jan 2015 Sam Ciel
Kimberly Rose
If you haven’t fallen in love with the way my lips call your name,
Then you surely cannot kiss them.
If you haven’t gotten lost in the riptide of my bright, blue eyes,
Then why should I point them in your direction?
If you don’t smile at the thought of me every time you hear Bruce Springsteen,
Then you should just change the station on your car radio.
And if the thought of me doesn’t terrify you more than any nightmare you’ve ever dreamt,
Then please darling, save us from ourselves and just walk away.
I guess I just want to scare you
 Jan 2015 Sam Ciel
ryn
Leaf
 Jan 2015 Sam Ciel
ryn
•    
i've
   witness-
   ed the others
   fall over several
sets•leaving you alone
shivering on a spindly twig
•the winds of autumn had whis-
pered their threats...•to sweep you
off your perch into the world so big
•the season had almost gone to make
way for another•answering the sum-
mons of winter's call•had anticipated
the coming of your departure•...i had  
sworn to myself to catch you as you'd  
fall•for a brief moment, i had turned  
away•to tend to commitments that  
came with dawn...•i returned to  
stay and wait another day...•  
but the wind had come  
while i was
g
o
n  
e•
    
.
 Jan 2015 Sam Ciel
Olivia Jane
I sit here, alone.
Surrounded by friends.
The warm, sweet tea runs down my throat and I listen...
Listen to their chatter
Listen to their noise
Listen to their cacophony

I sit here in the noise
I pray for peace and silence.
For someone to say "hello"
I pray for a bit of kindness.

I don't want attention
I don't need attention
I am content to be alone.
But to be alone when surrounded by others...
It is unbearable.

I'm nervous
I'm quiet.
I'm guarded.
I'm alone.
So this goes a bit off of the rhyming scheme I usually do and goes along the more stream of consciousness route. I think everyone can relate to this. Haven't we all felt alone?

Peace
 Jan 2015 Sam Ciel
randoughs
I just wanted to say that
poetry is like a breath of fresh air
after being enclosed far too long
in a room far too small
 Jan 2015 Sam Ciel
Bharti Singh
Ages ago, story of a girl
Dejected for what she looked
Thinking just fair and beautiful
Had rights to glory booked

Did not realize that beauty
Lies in the eyes of beholder
Always self deprecated
Life felt like a boulder

A breakthrough insight
Blind to the imminent change
Discerned beauty is not just looks
It's in wielding ones skill range

Dawn of this realization
Broke her sealed senses
Now she is her own favorite
Exploring life beyond fences

Bharti
That's me:-)

Whatever, I thought were my hindrances to life, I turned them all into my assets now.

So, my learning is that everything is just a blockage in mind, banish the fear and you see life is just near......
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