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What you are thinking of
Is much less than
What you did not think about
 Oct 2014 Sharina Saad
Urmila
There are as many interpretations,
As there are words

There are as many words,
As there are ideas seeking expression
Not everything is "great",
You don't "love" everything,
"Awesome" must leave you in awe.
Choose words wisely.
Him
Reason for my smile
  I can't stop for a while
Nights made
Days better
Inner beauty lasts forever
Harmarita,  Smitten, to the maxxxx
         Cures my ilness
         Gives me hope
       Confidence I can do it !
     I do it in his name
         As though he's in front of me
      Halycon
         Rapture , helll yea
Words tangible towards me heart <3
 Oct 2014 Sharina Saad
WickedHope
Why do I turn to him when I feel alone
How horrible am I to use him
In the ways I was used

I show up at his door, torment him with my act
Turn us into an addictive freak show
Do anything he wants

Just don't touch me and we can be a puppet show
Move fluid, move mechanical
Devoid of emotion
Friends with benefits for an erotophobic.
 Oct 2014 Sharina Saad
v V v
The wind is rejection.
I live on a hill.
The night is cold lonely.
A bittersweet chill.
I wander the hillside.
I plan my demise.
Then light through the clouds
brings relief to my eyes.
The moon is a magnet.
I can feel her sharp pull.
My blood tastes like metal
whenever she’s full.
I stand still in wonder.
I look in her eyes.
My worries are scattered.
The wind slowly dies.
Once there was a little bird
With nothing left at all
All alone stuck on the ground
The bird just felt...so small

So the bird began to walk
Till the old nest was out of sight
It didn't have the strength anymore
To stand up for itself and fight

After walking for forever
It found another nest
But decided to keep walking
It didn't want to be a pest

But there was someone in the nest
That kindly invited the bird to stay
And though the bird was cynical
It thought "well maybe just today"

The day turned into a week
That week turned into two
And before the bird realized it
All its problems slowly withdrew

Its feathers gradually grew back
And its wing slowly began to heal
The more time it spent in this new nest
The more living here seamed ideal.

The bird got its confidence back
And once again it could soar
It flew around with its new friends
And sang louder than before

Once there was a little bird
As happy as could be
It soared up in the sky all day
Home at last...and free
This morning....almost an entire year later, I came up with a sort of happy alternate ending/continuation of my poem "Flightless" and just kinda had to write it down.
I still love flightless as a stand alone poem exactly the way it is....but I feel like this alternative ending/part two also ties it up nicely and like sends a good message and whatnot, so I felt the need to write it and share it. Anyways, hope you all like this similar stand alone poem/continuation/Alternate ending? lol
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