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Noami Victor Apr 2020
As a little girl stood watching as the moon as it glided by
Watching the two little mice scurry cheese held high
The store keepers cat as it chased and chased
The store keeper awake with an annoyed face
The maid and the disappointment as there were no cheese
The queen in a huff because it she was not pleased
The meeting went wrong and then came war
The little girl fell as bullets went a soar
Noami Victor Apr 2020
How the lonely day passes for those in the field
How the lonely week passes for those who yield
This is for all who have forgotten
And for all who feel fear
The whip as it strikes
The sword as it nears

The blossom of hope can be many colors
Sown by the dead or fed by copper
The never ending wave of enormous grief
Or the turning of a beautiful leaf
Fate, destiny all untold
How the gentle breeze has become cold

The ones who parish the ones who still live
Those lucky ones with love to give
Hear my plea, here's to my cry
As I tell you a lullaby
Noami Victor Feb 2020
Poem, oh poem

So queer

So quiet 

So me


Poem, oh poem

Make me laugh

Make me cry 

Make me shout 

Are you truth or lie


Poem,oh poem

You said I was pretty 

You said I was smart

But would you say that if you had eyes 

But I know you would keep spouting those lies


Poem,oh poem

You were there 

Oh my dearest poem

You sat as I broke 

You sat as I hurt

You put me together as I fell

And I knew you would never tell


Poem, oh poem 

You 

And 



Can

Be 

Together

Till 

I

Die

No...

­Defy
Sorry, I know this is bad.(I was crying while listening to music)
Noami Victor Feb 2020
The darkness seemed to envelope me


The folds and crevices beckoned to thee


It was so huge it swallowed me up 


To escape would take all of my luck 


I took it into my arms and pushed it in


Oh how my arms felt fragile and thin


Eternity was the time it took


Until my mind was raw and shook


The darkness I had defeated thee


Yes I had defeated the horrid LAUNDRY


Then there was more
Who has this problem?
Noami Victor Feb 2020
So little so small


So frail so slight


A little, little  girl whom only knows fright


Good head good mouth


Yet so scared and alone


The little boy, lonely, he will forever roam


Sister, brother, family, friend


Hatred, fights, heartbreaks, and another end


So dreary so dark is our little world 


But it's fine


It's just another fire burned
Change our world for the better, so we don't relive our past! Thank you.
Noami Victor Feb 2020
Devour! Devour, are the only thoughts 

Pain! Pain is all that's brought

Everyones a stranger 

Everything's strange

Oh why ,oh why won't anything change

My eyes seem blind 

My taste bland

I feel like I'm going crazy

Listening  to this horrible chant 

Then I heard in the distance

But is was oh so clear 

Laughter giggling at my fears

Soon enough I had to join in 

For I felt so good I never wanted it to end 

All my thoughts, my cut short senses 

And all my old defenses 

Came tumbling down, down

As my head adorned a brand new crown 

I'm free 

Yes finally free

And now I know

It's okay to be me
Noami Victor Feb 2020
The little boy has many good friends 

But his laughter and joy isn't where this story begins

It begins with a violent family and a tabby cat 

And a misleading welcome mat

Tears and sorrow were all he saw 

Until a man came and took him afar

Tiny and lonely the little boy grew 

As he listened and watched how the blue bird flew

Bigger and stronger the little boy would grow

As he made friends with the injured crow

Healing and beauty was taught to the boy

And this is when he received his first ever toy

The little boy got big as he wrote and read 

Watching over him was the crow he fed

After many years and many of a heartbreak 

The little boy had found one which his heart she would take 

Many years later was the little boy 

All grown up and full of joy

His beloved gave him two little boys

Which he cared for and gave many, many  toys


He watched over this little family of three 

He watches now as he will watch for eternity 

The once injured crow that the little boy made friends

His eyes he will forever lend
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