Like Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.,
I, too, have a dream.
But it is not a dream for the people
Or a dream for the world.
It is a dream for me and for my future.
This dream is a dream beyond high school
A dream beyond college
A dream beyond graduation.
But this dream is not a revolution;
It is an evolution.
 
My dream is one that cannot be replicated.
My personality
My dream
My brain
Uniqueness is...

Why is it so dark
In the middle of the night?

So the whisper-willows can flicker flicker flicker
And whisper whisper whisper
That you aren't good enough not strong enough not brave enough not smart enough
While you stand by, trying to stay tough?

Why is it so bright
In the middle of the day?

So the diamond-bird can shimmer shimmer shimmer
And twitter twitter twitter
That they should look at all your flaws fix yourself you're so weak who...

I swear we're now friends,
Our laughter is the song we sing in time, 
As your smile grows, crescent moons take the shape of your earth eyes.
Our friends find us a spectacle.

I swear we're now friends,
yet explaining us is like drawing up a map of the universe,
and you call me the sun-
your sun.

I swear we're now friends
Since our first date, 
was in a sleepy orange sunset,
aligning how we got here,
avoiding where we'll end- ...

we loved,
then he left 
thought he made me cry
though he only made me smile
he cared 
he loved back 
he had thought that i was sad 
thought i never really cared
we took too long 
too long to realise
we were in love all along 
only truly noticed when we had to say good bye 
now we might never hey again 
once the realisation had dawned
we all had to leave 
now i dont know who he is ...

 
 
Wild be the waves that crash down upon us

The ocean will bare its teeth in fury.

But now there is still a maddening lust

This must be the storm of the century.
 

Howling be the wind that blows through the air

Gusting over the frozen cold water.

Twining round the waves to the seashores' lair

Blowing hard toward the trees it may slaughter.
 

Foamy be the waters of the dark sea

Icy as the snow...

“Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?”

Yes
I raged and burned as bright as the sun.
I reached for stars and solar systems and galaxies to slow my fall
decaying feathers slipped past me into the abyss
as I fell
                and fell
                                and fell.
Is this pain? This burning ache across my skin?
I don’t like it. I want to go back.
my skin burns and my wings burst into impossible flames as I fall
to...

Artemis.
Moonlit maiden,
Goddess of the eternal hunt.
 
“Turn away from the company of men.”
But I am no man, and when I kissed her
My tears were made of starlight for weeks.
 
“Join the eternal hunt.”
And when I held her hand
We ran through the forest until not even the dawn could reach us.
 
“Accept the blessing of immortality.”
And when I touched her
I dreamt of wolves tearing the sky itself apart.
 
-...

Dark choking black, white moonlight shines weakly yet blares.
Cold metal turns hot. Flashing brightly
Dry ground becomes wet, silence shatters. Ground undisturbed becomes shifted.
A mass collapses on the ground, the thump inspiring silence to everything.

Smoke clouds the air, blood soaks the ground. Waning moonlight telling us of their presence.
Soon people will weep, people will reap and one of them is getting paid.

The silence is howling. The people grow silent.
Silver carving red and red was all...

Exiting the comforting blanket of secrecy;
I opened the door of the closet 
Spilling in;
Warm hearts and open arms, cascading down upon me.
Love brings hate.
Relentless believers shoot darts into my heart
Shaming with their words;
words of God and abnormality 
Hate brings love
Unblinded by the blind, support crashes down on me in waves, Holding my hand;
Shooting daggers at those who dared to shame
Love brings hate
Though I am guarded in front, 
the words creep...

One stone here
One stone there
There are stones everywhere!
Everything looks the same
Yet entirely different
This world
So complicated
I feel so lost
I'm far from failure
But not close to success
Argh! So frustrating
So close yet far
But there's a solution
With any problem at all
All I have to do
Is give it my all
 

She calls my name
But she's not beside me
I hear her laughter but she's not laughing
I feel her touch
But she's not touching me
Her presence is with me
But she's not beside me
I'm walking in a bubble
With you're presence beside me
The ache inside me
Is bigger than me
Now that I don't have you

There he was
Wrinkled face reeked of failure
Stone-cold eyes said nothing
They were dead
He stared into my eyes and I stared into his
His eyes said nothing
I wonder what mine did

What he did do
To get here
What was his life like before
Maybe he was handsome
Maybe he had a future somewhere
Maybe he was destined to end up here
​I guess I’ll never know

He's gone
Through the hallways I shout
"Where is he!" ...

Little birdie Gaby
Was full of rage
When he found out
His dad was in a cage

They came for him too
But he was meant to be free
They couldn't get him
But they cut his tree

Years passed by
And he still flies free
Although it's not the forest
But a smoky city

His dad stayed indoors
Got supplies of air
While Gaby was rotting
Choking with despair

He'll fly and he'll die
Thanks to human race
Who...

The forest of wonders
calls out to me
The towering mountains  
and swinging trees
the billowing winds
all flowing carefree
as the starlight of nature
drift higher with ease

Though every little beauty  
has its own light
they lean and they linger  
with a clutch of delight
for even as they differ
dyed beyond black and white
one depends on another
through trust, they unite

The valleys they drink
from the lakes down below
and mountainous regions ...

Sitting in darkness,

I stared

The clock ticked,

Hours waning from the day.


A thin bed occupied the room,

A wasted life on top of it.

My body remained still as my soul panicked.

Unfortunate, unfair, unreal.


I blinked in disbelief,

As if it would change something.

Anything.

A tick and a blink go by.


In a moment’s time,

I was transported.


I was in an opulent ballroom,

Crystal chandeliers glimmering.

I stepped to the center,

Accompanied by my lover.

...

So I guess there’s a war
I have to win.
I guess there’s this void
I have to fill,
or maybe it’s time to go down to the gates
of hell
and beat on them until someone comes,
comes to tell me my lot,
how many battles I have fought,
how many I still have left
to lose.
Maybe from the lips of a demon
it will not seem like so much,
and I will take the leap,
the plunge, ...

I remove it from its shelf
unroll the string
soon to be wet from my tears.

it's a tradition now
one only my family does
when someone is gone. 

now she's gone
and I've been chosen.

so I unroll the string 
and take it outside
while my family looks on
sad
but at peace

now I unfurl it
the white kite used
for a send-off
a final goodbye
to the lost
as they pass 
to 
another
life
 

see this cycle of habitual healing
often has me kneeling
before a god proven
to be other wise faulty.

praying to the heavens
but everyones sure it’s just stars.
praying for forgiveness,
even though i know i’ll just sin more.

while rejoicing in my own spirit,
i’m told to rebuke my own thoughts.
see this habitual healing
has me fighting the same wars
i’ve always fought.
​

The  romantic taste of new beginnings 
rest peacefully on my tounge,
and the sun shatters to 
patient darkness. 
And  surrounded be the blanket
Of stars and open night skies 
I confess my secrets. 

They roll off my lips 
like they were meant to fall;
 destined to be whispered to the moon.
”forgive me,” is the plea
from my mouth,
for I fear 
the universe itself 
will despise me for my sins.

I am Nothing but a human 
wrapped in “what...

when i look up, i see the silent sky

orchestrated with the twinkling stars

my eyes reflect the moonlight



when i look down, i see the ground falling apart

beneath my heavy, remorse-filled footsteps

that taint the bloody ground



yes, these tears are mine

me- once a privileged, ignorant child

tears blooming at every small sacrifice



playing in the safe promises of care and love

failing to realise a promise can be broken

even if not intentionally



never believed in...

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Let this story start
There once was a man who loved
He loved with his mind

He loved with his heart
It was not enough for her
He loved with his eyes

He loved with his ears
This also was not enough
He loved with his nose

He loved with his hands
To come to realize that
She was a painting

That could not be loved
He sat cried, laughed and saw
She was a painting

They met in kindergarten
Among a world of wood chips and giants feet
That treaded around their heads
In repetitive circles as they tried to figure out
What the world had to offer
Them

They grew up together
First and second grades flashed by
And they could never be torn apart
Because they knew they were made for each other
Because the world knew they were made for each other
And nothing could break their inseparable bond until

Third grade ...

Remembering those days are my favorite pastime
a house I loved, so sublime
the gentle hands caressed my hair at night
and satisfaction always remained in eyesight.
I breathed the same air as my loved ones did
that laughter prevalent, our souls a hybrid
and the promise of forever lingered in the air
knew I always wanted to grow old there.

and then, begun hearing the whispers
of lost souls that pushed me to the edge.

I remember her asking...

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and cares what everyone thinks.
Everyone writes things that are so serious,
because that’s what everyone likes.
Everyone knows that you are in the wrong,
and what you say to them matters.
Everyone has “such delicate feelings,”
or they say you aren’t right.
Everyone eats too much or too little,
there’s never an in-between.
Everyone cares about your grades,
and when they get in your personal life,
and you get mad (naturally),
they...