Posts
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Seasons
Summer nights
Taste of sweet smoke
Laughter and kindness
The generosity of strangers
The hopes of tomorrow
And the struggles of a past day
Fall days
Feel the heat on your back
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Regret
I feel like I lost all the time
I once thought I had
Looking at you
Even though you look the same
The gray of your hair
And the change of mine
Tells me time has truly passed
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The faults of a past generation
时间
Time moves fast
Tick… tick… tick…
It all goes
Gone
Gone
Gone
Minutes go by
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Sparklers
I was sitting on a bench
In the center of my state
The sun burned bright
And hard
Making me squint my eyes
But I still tried my best
To look at you
The conversation was good
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the passion of life
i am a dreamer
with plans for something big
something great
i have a purpose
i strive to live for
and passion
Loves
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What About The Dreamers?
What about the dreamers
who stare up at the stars
What about the dreamers
whose hopes shimmer like sparklers in the night
What about the dreamers
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I Picked a Flower and Saw the Stars
When I lean against my grandma
On the green couch
She talks about things that used to be
Does that mean
When I’m her
My grandkids won’t understand
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i am a poet
i see things that no human ever should:
the intricate coding of life
an emotion held by the gaze of one person to another
a tear falling silently that helps grow a daffodil.
i am a poet
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Every Single One
The sky is not falling
Chicken Little went home
I wish this corrupted land was not my home
The politicians flew too close to the sun
I have now learned how a cheeto can run
The sky is falling
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Los Angeles Wildfires
I watched news report after news report
broadcasting the devastation of
the Los Angeles wildfires
on national television.
There was a sense of
hopelessness,
like there was nothing
