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Amanda Aug 2015
I close my eyes
at 1 am
Imagine what you were thinking
when you knew the rope would win.
I picture the happy poet,
bursting with energy and life,
You're in a happier place, I know it
I just wish it were here on earth.
You decided to leave
and throw it all away
I just wish for one more day,
you'd had the courage to stay.
The cemetery feels so cold
even on this warm August day.
We cry and miss you so,
begging and praying that you wouldn't go.
Goodbye my uncle, goodbye my idol,
Goodbye a father, goodbye a brother.
I hope you find what you're looking for
And I'm sorry that life had shaken and frozen your core
to the point of no return.
Alexis Aug 2015
His eyes were sad
Even when making a  smile
And being his friend
Only lasted a while

I didn't know him well
But he was definitely a cutie
His heart and should, I'm sure
Was covered in beauty

Rest in peace
You little angel
I will not cry
But instead be hopeful

That you're happy now
Where you are tonight
And forever after
You will be the light

Many people
Will become blue
And will smile and cry
Because they knew you

xoxo
dex Aug 2015
it
       can always
   hurt
               worse.


never think,
     not for a second,
that it's as bad as it can be.

Sweet angel, rest in peace.

RIP Kelly Forster.
June 24, 1996 - August 10, 2015
oni Aug 2015
i said id never
rip you apart,
but that was
before
you turned me
into a monster.
Blu3moth Jul 2015
Why do you keep your feelings suppressed?
Is it because you're embarrassed?

Just let it all out even if you have to shout
I would help as best I can without a doubt

Don't take your life
Let's talk it out and you'll see how much you can strive
Dedicated to a friend. And those who are in need of help.
kris evans Jul 2015
It seems only yesterday ...
he came by
and spoke to a crowd of curious children....
who have come from all over the country
to see and hear their mentor...
among the thousands assembled there was I
with a book and a pen ...
ready to imbibe ideas and vision from my mentor..
our dear president...
my nation's MISSILE MAN...
the same hero who
stepped out of the premises of the Rashtrapati Bhavan
and stepped into our MINDS....
IGNITING THEM ....
with DREAMS.....
BIG ENOUGH TO CHANGE OUR WORLD....
He taught us that HAVING A SMALL DREAM IS A CRIME...
HE SPOKE OF THE LIMITLESSNESS OF THE MIND....
The possibilities of YOUTH ....
How to transform
a developing nation like ours
into A DEVELOPED NATION......
How to wipe out the stigma of corruption
and EMERGE OUT OF SWAMP.....
AND LEAD INDIA
IN ITS PROGRESSION TO GREATNESS.....
All i can say now
at this point when the whole nation
is mourning the loss of our beloved teacher......
is a promise
to take the torch of IGNITED MINDS....
and light every single mind ,
ever single family,
every single street,
every single village,
every single town
and bring out the true potentials
in the BILLION PEOPLE WE HAVE IN OUR COUNTRY.....
AND MAKE YOUR VISION 2020 A REALITY.....
Let me pledge that
my actions will be a part
of making that vision come true.....
Teacher, dear president, dear sir,dear captain adieu....
#RIP@DrAPJ
Return If Possible
Return If Possible......dear teacher....you left us with dreams.....
bless us to have the power to make it come true for you
Amanda Jul 2015
Hey, Gram.
It's been awhile.
Do you miss us down here?
I miss your smile.
Can you believe it's already been nine years?
Me neither,
but there's been a whole lot of good times,
and a whole lot of tears.

I find myself wishing I could hear your
laugh, or even just your voice
one more time..
at least inside my mind,
it doesn't seem like you're gone.

I thought I'd just write you a little letter
to let you know you're still so loved
and though it's gotten a little better,
I sometimes wish you weren't
waiting up above,
but still down here with us.

That's just me being selfish,
but our little family is growing.
I'm sure you've seen G
and how big she's getting.
Gram, you'd love her so much,
she has your eyes.

And Chrissy's getting married,
I promise you'd love Monica, too.
She makes all of us laugh so much -
something you used to do.

But it's time for me to sign off here
and stop before I cry,
cause God knows
I always get a little choked up
whenever you cross my mind.

I wish you were here,
I love you,
and I miss you every day.

Love,
Your Punka-doodle-do
Forever & Always
Aparna Jul 2013
Take the wind away with your breath, he said.
His body weakening under the sun.

Take the wind away with your breath, he said.
She cried as the wind took away his.
Angela Mary Pope Jul 2015
When the lights went out
and you were left to your own devices
what part of the bars did you hold onto
in the name of sudden compromise

this city spoke in a voice that whispered at just you
you were always a fast talker who had nothing left to lose
the paints we played with to write on walls
were colored by blood and the skid of your shoes

Left behind and held back
by the same pane of glass
that broke into a thousand pieces
when the ceiling finally cracked

Now may these fond memories
hold truth upon your life's beaten down path
so I can pretend that in that moment
you knew to you that you were on the right track.

you
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