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Sehar Bajwa Aug 2018
shuttle lost in space
transcend physics, black hole, in-
finity together.
my first haiku.
Hae Sun Aug 2018
I could’ve woken you up in the morning and could’ve been the sun that rises even when we both live in a place where it never does.
I could’ve taken you to museums, at least 2 of where I’ve been to. The first one, we’ll have to take the bus because I’d tell you that I’m too lazy to drive but for the second one, I will tell you that I’ll drive you there.
My car would look at me as though it knows that there is another soul seating in the passenger seat – it was no longer some books, a box of pizza, or my dog.
I could’ve taken photos of you in that place, post them everywhere but subtly so that they can see that there are at least 2 forms of art in that photo — the one you’re looking at and the one I’m looking at.
I could’ve talked to you at night under the stars, in the same rooftop where I told you that I liked the cathartic experience of doing just what we could’ve done; the same rooftop where you talked about your life, at least some pieces of it.
I could’ve brought you to where I used to study. We could’ve walked the halls that stared at me for being too alone and too lonely only so I could tell them, “Hey, here he is, finally.” and they could’ve smiled at me because they know how long the longing lasted.
We could’ve taken a stroll in the shade of the trees or could’ve had a picnic there while watching the joggers and the sunset.
I could’ve introduced you to my friends – they’ve been meaning to meet you. They too know how long I’ve been stuck on an island by myself. They know who I was when I was eleven and when I was sixteen and I bet, if you gave them a chance, you could’ve heard the crazy things we did.
And maybe they could’ve liked you. They could’ve told me how lucky I was and probably would’ve warned me that if I hurt you, they’d stick with you instead of me.
I could’ve introduced you to my family — my mom liked you even then. I could’ve introduced you to my little brother who I would consider as the biggest and most important judge of character because I believe that children can sense goodness in people and he could’ve seen that in you.
I could’ve written you letters, could’ve left random little tokens I would've used for all the words I cannot muster to say.
I could’ve played the piano for you even if I just know, at most, 3 songs; even though I don’t really know how to read notes at all.
I could’ve introduced you to the artists I like and I could’ve known more of yours. I could’ve listened to them and I would have had to remember you every time.
I could’ve held your hand, could’ve eaten brunch with you, could’ve read you a poem.
I could’ve loved you — could have – if I was the given the chance.
But, I was and I could’ve used it but I didn’t.
my idea of an “us”
Rick Adams Jul 2018
last night was our night
we went to a show
and the show started
and we watched the show
and we liked the show
and the show was over
and so was our night
Kathryn Irene Jul 2018
To live is to coexist

with your demons,

the biggest challenge that

has the strongest

people of all.

You are strong.

We are stronger,

together.

- SkullsNBones
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Kathryn Irene Jul 2018
In the end I'm slowly dying,

This painful toxin stealing my strength

You hold my hand and say,

"You are not alone"

and I feel right.

In this nightmare I wait for you

For the love and courage you give me

I won't go until your hand is in mine

Together you make me strong

Together I make you brave

- SkullsNBones
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Isaac Jul 2018
All in this together.
All in this forever.

All have influence.
Each choice has continuance.

Every person you know:
a living domino.

Think twice about how
you unwittingly allow
their pushes to make you bow.

And think thrice about who
comes leaning on you,
for not every pathway is true.
Written 27 July 2018
Anika Nelson Jul 2018
People whisper about my decisions.
They act like their input is valid.
But at the end of the day...
it comes down to what my heart wants to follow.
Him.
Her.
Myself.
Look in the mirror...
start with you.
Embrace the unique
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