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Fireflies Feb 2021
To be loved when its not convinient
To be loved for the hand gestures made when i talk about the netflix show i just got into
To be loved for the way i part my hair
To be loved for making a joke with the waiter
To be loved for taking the long route to get you a coffee
To be loved for being vulnerable
Oh to be loved for the smallest things and the big ones blindly.
Àŧùl Feb 2014
It's brought to the HP fraternity's kind notice that some scammers are active here and are sending spam messages that bear phishers' look. The following message was received by my account (please ignore the awful grammar usage by this person):

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linda ahmed   6 minutes ago
Hello dear ,

With profound respect and humble submission , I beg , the following few lines for your kind consideration to give , I hope you will find some of your valuable minutes to read the following appeal with sympathetic mind. I must confess that it comes with great hopes , joy and enthusiasm that I am writing this email which I know and believe by faith that you need to find in a good state of health certainly , My name is Miss Linda Ahmed, I am the only daughter of my late parents Mr.and Mrs Ali Ahmed,

My father died a few months ago and left me the only daughter behind, he died in heart attack because of killing innocent people in my country Cote d' Ivoire crisis .. Though his sudden death was linked or rather suspected by an uncle of mine who was with him at that time was to be leading . But God knows the truth ! My mother died when I was just 6yrs old, and since then my father took me so special .

Before the death of my father , he called me and informed me that he he deposited the sum of $ 6,500,000.00 USD in a bank here Abidjan Cote D ' Ivoire. He told me that he deposited the money in my name, and also gave me all the necessary legal documents regarding this deposit at the bank.
I am only 20 years old and a university student and really do not know what to do . Now I want an honest and God fearing partner overseas who I can transfer this money with his assistance and after the transaction I will come and reside permanently in your country till such a time that it is convinient for me to return home , if I so desire. This is because I have suffered a lot of setbacks as a result of President incessant political crisis in our country Ivory Coast.

The death of my father actually brought sorrow , my life. I want to invest the fund under your care because I know nothing of economy. I am in a sincere desire of the humble assistance in this regard. Your suggestions and ideas will be highly regarded. Now allow me to ask these few questions:
First Can you help me , honest from the heart ?
Second Can I completely trust you?
3rd What percentage of the total amount in question will be good for you after the fund transfeered to your account and i come to meet you ?

Please consider this and reply me on my private e -mail as soon as possible ( lindaahmed503@yahoo.com ) immedaitely i confirm your willingness , by e -mail, I will send to you my picture and also inform you more details involved in this matter.
Anticipating to hear from you soon, Thanks and God bless you for your concern , an orphan how to help me. My email : lindaahmed503@yahoo.com .
Sincerely,
Miss Linda Ahmed
DP Younginger Jun 2018
I float in the center of confusion and paranoia,
These days, all I can do is ponder in traps of thought,
These thoughts race and beat me to the finishing ribbon,
I inhale with a treacherous risk of it being my last,
I must part from you,
You hold dear to my heart, but my heart can't succumb to your cancer,
It's killing me inside to know you're always around,
Just give me a few days with my feet on the ground,
Soon, we will fly high together again,
But today, I must knot this leash to the leveled Earth,
It's just not the same anymore,
I can't be alone with your envious smile,
You take me to places I do not wish to follow,
My hopes and dreams are fading away with your evaporating smoke,
You tell me to sore through the clouds, but I stay grounded to this planet by my morals,
What used to feel right, now feels so wrong,
Down seems to be up and life is surely turning over,
You're pulling me into the surface like a gel conforming to its surrounding plane,
It is my fault for loosening the grip,
You're gone now,
I have given up on you,
I've left town, but I'll return when it is convinient,
Just keep flying high like you do and I will meet you at the podium,
This is a race,
But, last place finishes first,
Be safe,
Be smart,
Don't fly too high...
Written in 2010. In the library at Orange High School.
Wangui Jul 2018
Am ******* ****** at my country!!! For creating a fantasy for me. A fantasy in a cage. Where they feed me what they want when they want and how they want while they live on the other side of the cage
Thriving in the sun as I sit here and wait for leftovers. Greatful for their leftovers. See what i have learnt is people feed on other people's pain.
"Flip books to get a better future," they said. "Respect the law," they said. "Live in peace," they said. Funny they are the once who stir up and cause all the violence. Who reminds us of the different tribes we come from at their convinient time? Who reminds us what party we support when they need happen to need us? Who so sincerely pretends to care for our needs when they so happen to need our votes? Who remembers to clean the city when it is time to clean their records?
I am tired of being a lab rat.  My mother was and so was the mother before her. My ancestors did not fight for freedom so that we could recolonized. I am done ...i need change! Change that doesn't involve the lucky few. I need a ******* change.
Yours,
The Red_Head
Aaron Anciano Aug 2016
I wanted to say to you
That I love you.
I want to say to you
As soon as convinient for you.
I wanted to say to you
That everyday I think of you.
I wanted to say to you
That I'm dreaming a future with you.
I wanted to say to you                      
That my love will always be yours.
I wanted to say to you    
That my future house will also be yours.
I wanted to say to you
That I'd love to make a coffee for you.
I wanted to say to you
That every morning I'll wake for you.
I wanted to say to you
That I love to dance with you.                
I wanted to say to you
That I love to sing with & for you.        
I wanted to say to you
That I'll be waiting for you.
I wanted to say to you
That this poetry is for you.
--AW-- Nov 2018
So seemingly innocent,
That crack seems to be.
Yet the stains around it
Show a bigger story.
So convinient to ignore
Never to expect,
Such damage and destruction
The grand effect.
Slowest of drips
Becomes a constant flow.
Before you can patch it,
It ends in a blow.
Never really dabbled in rhyming poems, thought I should give it a go. Should I extend it, or keep it short And to the point?

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