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 May 2018 Raghu Menon
Michael
The Sun yelled to the Moon, "fight me, I dare you."
As day turned to night, both came into view.

"I will not fight, we are brothers you and I"
"And like it or not we must share the big sky"

The Sun sneered, "The sky is too small"
"I give the earth life, I deserve it all"

"I control water, the most powerful force"
"Without me life could not be, though yes you are the source."

"I give them energy, I give them sight."

"Yes, but you must agree most fun occurs at night."

"With you comes terror, fear, horror, and fright."

The Moon took a breath, "Sun, you are burning too bright"
"Do you really think it's a good idea to fight"
"Maybe you're just tired, take a break, rest your eyes"
"I'll cover for you, and then you can rise."
Human
Weird,joyful
Eating,sleeping,Living
Thinking ,writing myself sometimes
Me
A cinquain on what my body finds within itself and inherits every single day!
You are the one
Whom I am currently
Being encaptured by
You're my reason to
Breathe,See
Listen
To things
To live
You're the drug that
Brings me closer
To life
You're the
Flavour of the season
Fear is a Gift
It taught me to run
It taught me there are things worse than stress

Fear is a gift
Because when I'm running away from my worries
Because when I'm afraid of what might come

Fear reminds me
I'm still alive
I'm still breathing

Fear is a gift
Because somewhere deep down
Fear reminds me
I'm still human
We are all silhouettes
Wrapped in the tapestry
Of a blooming night
Outlines etched messily
Into a cotton wool sky
Beautifully imperfect
A stray wisp illuminates
Sings sweet like our
Honey bee laughs
We smile, always
Endlessly sunshine yellow
For here we are youth
Wild like dandelions
Rebelling against being
A common flower
We paint the word ****
In shining glitter
Send it to outer space in
A paper airplane
Then dance on crazily
Like the night is infinite
Dreaming for a forever
Something a bit different
 May 2018 Raghu Menon
srax
Flowers
have done nothing
wrong
Yet we mangle them
from their roots
And give them to people who don't love us
The way we want them to
I'm afraid I ran out of energy to produce more.
They aren't these so called painkillers,
they're more of a sign of wanting emotional aid from your loved one.
 May 2018 Raghu Menon
Nylee
wherever I will go
he'll move away
tilted reality
unaware, I am,
he's passing me
changing his paths
so we never meet ever
but we are together
for a second
holding our breath
blinking our eyes
beneath the blue skies
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 Oct 2017 Raghu Menon
Jules
autumn
a time of crisp cold days
colorful leaves
and whipping winds
that create vibrant whirlwinds
before leaving the leaves to
shrivel up and lose their color
on the now crunchy forest floor
I loves leaves and fall
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