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 Feb 2018 The Black Beast
Meghan
When I look down I see nothing but sorrow
A day with no tomorrow
You open my eyes to a world I didn't know
Everything seemed to glow
I thought nothing could go wrong
You made me feel like I belong
You then hurt me like any other
You made me suffer
I begin to get stronger
I stand a bit taller
Until the next town
Where another will tear me down
I can only say this to you
While you're sleeping
I drag a tremble
From another realm
Like pulling an endless string
From the throat
My head is a caged animal
Some kind of madness
Coiled around bone
I dangle at the edges
And borders of everything
That wilts
and
You
Say my name
As though you've found grace
The unrelenting tides
Of admiration and longing
Being longed for
drag me to the depths
Off the shore of reason
Carress like velvet
Drenched in delicacy again
Chasing waves
Lungs bursting
At the seams
The absurdity
In January.
Only very few people
Truly knew her -
Others never
Took the time.

If they would have been asked
To say something about her,
They wouldn't have been able
To write more than one line!

~ A sad eulogy.

Lady R.F. (C)2018
 Feb 2018 The Black Beast
-df
to be with you
leaves me feeling so blue
who knew
you’d give me such a view
away you flew
we used to be like glue
i thought we were through
but we just needed time, and apart we grew
and as if on cue
we were once again true
and loving you
became another hue.

{d.f. | 01/21/18}
tried some rhyming... Instagram.com/inafieldofchaos
 Feb 2018 The Black Beast
Kaumudi
As I walked on the street alone, I saw a lady who seemed to be quite sad and lost.

I asked what was the problem.
She told me that her name was Peace and that she was homeless as man's heart had frost.

She told me about her children dying and the ones who seemed quite sick. She told me about how much the wars and their results had really cost.

And explained to me the many vain efforts to prevent her children to fall ill to this Sickness had crost.
War is something man must stop. The feelings of hatred and violence are spreading day by day like a disease. So as the children of Peace, we must make our effort to prevent ourselves from falling 'sick' from this 'disease' irrespective of which corner of the Earth we stay.
©2018, I Saw A Lady by Kaumudi.
Stab Stab
Your  words are like a knife
When we are together
We can never make things right
I try to put the fire out
But you just make it worse
Our friendship can be good,
Or it could be a curse
This poem I wrote during a time were me and an ex-friend were not getting along soooooooooo yeah
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