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 Aug 2021 Isaac afunadhula
Azure
Every time you don’t laugh at my joke,
Every time you look through me,
Every time you don’t ask how I am,
Every time you don’t say hello,
Every time you’re here.
I feel invisible.
 Aug 2021 Isaac afunadhula
Azure
It’s not that I care about him,
Or that I liked him, at all.
It’s just that,
When he didn’t love me,
He made me feel unlovable.
when did I become pathetic?
 Aug 2021 Isaac afunadhula
Azure
He noticed that I hated avocados.
That I would push them to the
Edge of my plate of salad.
Every time I saw him he would ask, 

“Are you eating your avocados today?”
I would say, “maybe”.
Because, maybe they would taste better that day.

We played this game for 12 years.
On my 13th year I started to love avocados.
They became trendy.
I spread them on my toast,
They were the dip I loved the most!
But on my 13th year,
He wasn’t here
To ask about avocados.
I miss you grandpa
The sparkling river,
Nourished millions of lives, Now
striving for own life...
Here striving refers to struggling...

This poem is dedicated to current condition of rivers and water bodies because of pollutions and global warming...🌊
While time goes by
every second of the day
I disappear, slowly
Losing myself in eternity
Timeless
living in our own timeline
Growing old
everyday living and dying a little
Time never stops until the breathing stops
The clock stays ticking.




Shell ✨🐚
We  all are here for a certain time still timeless we all are
Loneliness is sad
Togetherness is happiness
Love wins

Shell ✨🐚
With love in our hearts everything is possible
And the wind was blue
I could hear it
I could feel it
Now I see it.
Moving through green trees
Moving everything it touches
Making waves at sea
Touching me while passing by
Moving me
Crying sounds which reach the mind
Painful tears in eyes of mine
Now I’m blue too.



Shell✨🐚
A metaphor. Empathy, when sadness from afar touches you.
I refrained from reading
Books of poetry
Due to a festering fear
Of confirmation
Of my subpar talent.
With hesitation,
I opened my first,
And what an interesting surmise
Our poems
Were all equally bland.
If I go down y'all are going down with me.
*angelic smile*
I cried a few times
When the sky did too
And decided
That the sky reflects my mood.
Today, the sky cried,
And I cried with it too,
I took it upon myself
To reflect the sky's mood.
Well, I didn't cry but seemed like a nice thing to write about. Also because I wanna post something nice next lol.
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