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HE

A father Slowly he loves Surely he protects Endlessly he provides Constantly he struggles   A lover Sweetly he serenades Unrelenting he pursues Intimately he expresses Deeply he conquers   A brother Promises he keeps None he surrenders Proud he stands Sternly he remembers   A friend Joyfully he cries Hopefully he laughs With you… Continue reading HE

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The First Tale

I remember my first crush. I was barely twelve years old, chubby-cheeked and completely naive. My hands would tremble whenever he walked past me in our school hallway, maintaining the perfectly rhythmic bounce that only ‘big boys’ had. At first, I didn’t understand why my heartbeat would quicken whenever I saw him so, I would… Continue reading The First Tale

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LAST NIGHT’S LOVE STORY

At the dead of the night, you listen to my heartbeat, Dancing to the rhythm of my breath as I sleep You are so in love with who I am Because I am your child   You live within me and flourish around me In my dreams, you are light Beaming bright, warding off the… Continue reading LAST NIGHT’S LOVE STORY

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ROOTS

Often times, we lie to ourselves We find solace in burying our pain deep We forget that these things buried alive  Grow roots and feed off our hearts   We convince ourselves that we are okay  we blind our eyes to our pain Ignoring the constant jabs and pokes at our wounds, Constantly salting it… Continue reading ROOTS

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TO FRIENDS THAT ONCE WERE

Our paths may never cross again Our stories may never echo in unison But your memories stay etched deep in my heart   Thank you for bringing joy to my heart And even if you didn’t, my heart doesn’t bleed anymore I hope you cradle our memories close, just like I do And heal from… Continue reading TO FRIENDS THAT ONCE WERE

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Moon’s Crest

I once knew a girl who had the most beautiful smile I had ever seen. Her smile was wide and bright, spreading across her face as her eyes sparkled and her lips formed a perfect moon’s crest. She never got into trouble as she would flash her dazzling smile and confuse our teachers. As a… Continue reading Moon’s Crest

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Never After

Ada checked the time, it was 7:00pm and the clouds had begun to weep. She looked out through her office window and watched the rain kiss people as they ran for cover. It was as if the skies pitied her and did not want her to cry alone. “Did you hear? Tobi is getting married… Continue reading Never After

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Boko Boko

Silent hatred echoes As dreams are destroyed Bodies dumped on bodies The foul stench of death “Boko boko” Tick tock tick…   Fear is the blanket Agony is the bed Laughter turned to screams Happiness turned sour “Boko boko” Tock tick tock…   Safety is history Hope becomes desolate Madness reigns in disaster “Boko boko”… Continue reading Boko Boko

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THE MAN

I remember a time I spoke with my father. It was a cool evening and he was in the middle of choosing between a nap or watching the news. I asked him “Daddy, where do babies come from?”. He peered down at me, confused, and then looked around as if searching for an emergency exit.… Continue reading THE MAN