Miraquill
Someday
Someday.
You will stop thinking of someday.
You heart will be warm
Your hands will be warm
And your soul will be full.
Someday everything will be as you dream of.
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Dear Angel
Sometimes.
You will wish
There's a hot meal waiting for you
But you'll just come back
To stone cold rice
And turned curry.
Hold on.
You will think
There's a friend who will care
But you'll just be alone
With your thoughts
And pain that's killing you.
Hold on.
You will hope
There's someone who's worried for you
But you're just only wishful
Because there's none
They're all living their own life.
Hold on.
Because, Angel,
They'll never know.
They don't know
That Angels need saving too.
They don't know
That Angels need a shoulder to cry on too.
They don't know
That Angels need some extra love sometimes too.
Angel, they don't know many things,
So they won't live up to your needs.
Forgive them, Angel.
They're only doing what they know best.
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21h
But what do I do
When my body's failing
And my spirit's broken
My tear ducts torn
And my voice all shriveled.
What do I do
When my nerves are shredded
And my blood's clogged
My DNA confused
And my bones all white and sliced.
What do I do
When pain has become a part
And the stabs feel normal
the pull of tendons feel fine
And the swelling makes me me.
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She disappears
For weeks, sometimes even months,
No one knows where
Or why.
And when she returns,
Some say she's a ghost
A genius, a witch and other names
That meant not a single good.
But when she returns,
She comes back straighter,
Brighter, bolder
Like a boss.
She takes her time
To do things that heals.
And protects,
From all the harmful gaze
Of human connection.
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10w
Desperate
I was only doing my best
Trying my best
And giving my best.
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11w
Little one
Little feet came running
Into the arms of one who did not want to hold.
Little arms stretched wide
Unconsciously seeking comfort from one who had no warmth to share.
Little body softly bounced,
Backtracking as happiness around it froze
Because it sought for light in one where darkness ruled.
Poor little one, hardened by the air around it, never sought once for solace or joy,
In another person.
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Bully
Said I was a bully
Because I used my arms and legs too often
Reaching out in force without intention.
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Sat by the window
I picked on the food, cold food
As I think of you.
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Weather
Despite science and it's sisters
Working together to predict and forecast
What will or might happen
Today or any day in the future,
It just doesn't care,
It brings rain or sunshine and wind and others
Without any strings attached,
Whenever, however, and sometimes
So much that we end up doubting
If we should check our phones and news.
, ?
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Haiku 3 (Of Buts)
what did we do
We both parted our own ways
Neither of us stayed.
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