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 Dec 2015 Sumina Thapaliya
lemon
Watch me die
choking, strangled
watch yourself stand there
not moving a finger
 Dec 2015 Sumina Thapaliya
eileen
New years
New times
New memories in time
All you see is the same
But all you have to do is change
Different people
Different things
It's not the same day
Not  always yesterday
We will see it's 2016
And those who live
Are lucky
And those who die
May rest in peace
We shall move in a good direction
And go up only

Happy holidays
Happy dreams
Live your days  happy
For the past month, I've partially got know you. Even though its been over the internet. I feel as if you're the one, you're usually the only thing on my mind. Sometimes I dream about meeting you, seeing your beautiful face and amazing smile. Looking at those beautiful lips, and listening to your soft voice. Listening to you laugh at my not so funny jokes would be "lit". Sometimes I wish I could just have a normal conversation with you that'll flow smoothly. I even wonder why you still bother talking to me at times. You're so beautiful and intelligent, any guy would be lucky to have you. I wished I had you. My thoughts for you go deeper than imagined. This really isn't a poem. It's just a bunch of bundled thoughts that I've builded up over the past month and couple of weeks. And my feelings for you are growing. As each day goes on I see you in my future, just you and I having a wonderful and successful life. Some day I'd like to waske up and just say, "thats all me". And just laugh as I look at your beautiful face and just kiss you. One day I hope that I can make you mine. I wanna know you better, explore with you and go on many adventures. My passion for you goes deep. I wanna attend your dance recitals one day haha. This is probably the ******* I've ever written, but i hope its worth it, because you're worth it and I want you.
Walt and ****

always squeaky
never sneaky
always fun
never glum
funny mouse
kinda skinny
squeaky girlfriend
name of Minnie
always happy
though the years
always funny
never tears
all his cartoons
filled the house
Walt's favorite buddy
Mickey Mouse
At Disneyland it was always
Walt and Mickey holding hands
a friendship
that never ends
Walt and Mickey
always friends
He left us all in sixty six
but Mickey keeps
on playing his tricks
Walt said I have to leave you ****
it’s just not my fault
Mickey said
I Know
I will always
love you Walt
AUTHORS NOTE
In 1901 Walt Disney was born
and with him every animated character
on the planet and in history.
With $40 he opened up Disney Corporation.
Perfecting animation with the iconic
Mickey Mouse.
Now for nearly a century he brought
wholesome children's entertainment
bringing to life every fairy tale and fable.
Walt left us with his great legacy
On December 19 1966
Do good.
Fight for what you believe in.
Don’t back down,
don’t turn around,
don’t hit the ground,
stick it out.
Question everything you think you know.
Find a cause.
Do your part to fix our flaws.

Humanity is the new trend,
the social structure was in a bend.
We don’t mean to offend
the rich, white men
telling us to make America great again.
What do you mean “again”?
It wasn’t even great back then.
What did you have then that we don’t have now?
Rampant racism and sexism?
The Brady Bunch?

Sure, we’re not perfect.
Our phones have grown into our hands,
and although we could say hello
from miles away,
we can’t see the people
right in front of us.

Boys grow anxious
when the person they hope for
doesn’t like their picture,
and girls would rather
indirect someone on Twitter
than call them out
face-to-face.
And we know throwing insults is always easier
from behind a screen.
What’s holding us back
when we can’t see the face of the person
whose day we just ruined?

We don't work, we just get bored.
We crave entertainment and fun.
It's all we ever need.
Not production,
or education,
Or the satisfaction of a job well done.
9 to 5 means nothing to us.

But even if we’re not necessarily a generation of workers,
we’re a generation of fighters.
For whatever you feel,
whatever you believe,
choose your path.
Follow what is right.
Lead with your heart
and never lose sight.

Whether it be of
the toxic gasses,
the lower classes,
or the shootings in holy masses,
never give up on your goal.
You are a part of this world for a reason.
Change it for the better.

Feel good.
Dance like nobody's there.
Sing like you don't care.
Because you deserve a good time.
Life is short,
so love with
all your being.

We’ll embrace you.
It doesn’t matter
what you like,
where you’re from,
who you are,
or what you’ve done.
It’s all good in the hood.
Acceptance is the name of the game for us.
We’re not quite there yet,
but on the path towards love,
we'd call it step one.

Don’t live to please anyone,
fill expectations,
or be someone you’re not.
Do what you enjoy most,
whether it be
smoking dried leaves,
drinking the ghost of fruit and vegetable’s past,
or earning queens in a game of chess.

We are the generation that reveals
the drastic change in society’s ideals.
We're here to seal
our new deal
that what's most important
is the way you feel.

We're prone to anxiety
because of an education that has become
more about grades than learning
and body standards that are rising
higher than heaven.
Got low levels of serotonin?
You’re not alone in this.

Don't let anyone tell you
that your feelings aren't valid
because there are children starving in Africa
or because life was harder "back in the day".

Everyone fights their own fight,
and not one person has the right
to tell you yours is false.
Keep in mind everyone else,
but remember to
love yourself.
When Esther Smith and Stella Prue played a prank,
The community speculated who-dunnit,
Quirky, yes, and funny, too, the spinster pair created
Minor havoc in the town and were permitted,
By one and all to set the pace for jokes committed.
When Jebediah Olefson's oldest ward,
Tommy, and his girlfriend, MaryLou,
Moved in together, no one spoke a word,
At least out in the open, but the village knew
A prank to fit events would soon be witted.
One Sunday on their way to church,
Towns people passing by the couple's place
Beheld a sight to make the elders smirk.
A hundred diapers, white and in disgrace, were hung
Upon the couple's drying lines, a piece of work.
No surprise, the two were wed within the month.
True story. Names have been changed to protect all involved. I had nothing to do with any of it, except to hear about the deed a year or two later.
 Dec 2015 Sumina Thapaliya
Alexis
Turning eighteen,
Suppose to be an adult;
feeling like a tween
  ex sad careless teen,
In the present not where I'm suppose to be,
grief of a loser,
Caught in the in between;
self inflicted headshot,
Or being who I want to be
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