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ARI Aug 2014
Why must they call me weird?
Its obvious I dont belong here.
Why must I be different?
Maybe one day Ill just dissappear

My life could be so different
If I could see normally.
If only I could hear them,
Without them having to scream.

They take one look at the plastic
wrapped around my ears.
Stare at my thick glasses
And whisper so I cant hear.

-ARI
The little girl I care for is hard-of-hearing and has major visual loss. She always asks me why the children treat her the way that they do and it breaks my heart every time.
Music is the air
And listening ears my heart.
If I'm deaf, I'm dead.
Danny Hefer Jun 2014
Were we deaf to the rules
How would we enjoy
The sweet sound they make
We they break
Or, you know, the echo, 'cause, you know, my words are so deep and stuff.
Amour de Monet Jun 2014
blind me
deafen me
take my limbs
for i have lived in love

it is not with my eyes i see
it is not with my ears i hear
it is not with my hands i feel
for i have lived in love

blind me
deafen me
take my limbs
for i have lived in love

i have seen your smile shine
i have heard your laughter sing
i have felt your arms keep
for i have lived in love

blind me
deafen me
take my limbs
for i have lived in love

my heart still sees you
my heart still hears you
my heart still feels you
for i have lived in love

blind me
deafen me
take my limbs
for my heart has lived in love
and i shall live in my hearts memory
I  miss you Andy. I still can’t believe you’re gone. It’s funny - I still want to show you things all the time - and I sometimes even send them to you anyway - where they go I don’t know - I don’t care - You were always in tune with me - no matter what it was or how our distance - You always knew my good, my bad, my happy, my sad… and I wouldn’t even have to tell you how I was doing - you just knew. Wherever your soul went Andy - wherever all that energy and life and love only you could shine with went - I hope it finds its way to me from time to time… just to check in.

Love you. Always Penguin.

Your Puffina

_______________________________________
Ellie Geneve May 2014
Deaf people are sparking a conversation
But how to deaf people communicate
They speak- without relation
To each-other's state.

So imagine how many "I love you's"
Where rather not unsaid
Because in a world it doesn't matter who
Followed, and who lead.

In a world where,
Ideas do not spread,
People take their time to move ahead,
No one has anything to dread...

I am very well aware that it is a place
Where everyone is mislead.
Thus nothing can replace,
The beauty of the said

But imagine how many "I love you's"
Where rather not unsaid
Because in a world it doesn't matter who
Followed, and who lead.
Regarding the pressure a conversation puts on a human being. Our replies are always well related to the question. Thus many things we tend to say are rather left unsaid.
s May 2014
you were so caught up
in the sweet melodies
crawling up the caves
of your pinkish ears,
you cant even hear
my heart crying out
for you
my mind is just.. blank rn ok
Abigail Ann May 2014
i am lost in my own mind,
like a cab lost in the wild
i would like to run
but there's no where to hide

i am shouting help
but you are close to being deaf
now i believe,
there is nothing left
Nick Kroger May 2014
Georg was an afterthought
Of a short metal round.
Which Pierced him in the ear,
Beside his holy crown.
“What luck,” he thought as the
Blood ran thick.  “Only half
Of this war I will hear—
Only half will exist.”
He stood half in the dark
Hearing only one side
Of the war.  He heard the
Cries of his enemy.
The tongue seemed forlorn,
But the message was one:
Befallen was no country,
No province had been won,
Not a yard would be gained,
For war is deaf, blind, and dumb.
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