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 Mar 6 Aishu
Cayleigh
It hurts…

It hurts to look in the mirror
And see the thin white strands cross my leg

It hurts to see my ribs in the mirror
When I look at myself

It hurts to look at my face
To see tears falling and the bags below my eyes

It hurts to see the blade
When i close my eyes

It hurts to think about the blade
To feel the urge to find it

It hurts
It hurts
it hurts

But it hurts way more to stop
But it hurts way more to be clean
But it hurts way more to see the scale tick up’

something hurts
and it hurts way more
there is probably some grammatical errors.
 Mar 6 Aishu
Thomas W Case
Alive
Too young to care
Busy with living loud
Born on the wind, my youth flew by
Quickly.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y-j1YkEdWQs
Here is a link to my YouTube channel where I read poetry from my new book, It's Just a Hop, Skip, and Jump to the Madhouse.

A cinquain is a form of poetry. 5 lines with 2-4-6-8-2 syllables.
available on Amazon.com
 Mar 6 Aishu
Coliwe
I lay my eyes upon the sky,
Where the depths of my soul lie.
A tired, fragile soul—
Longing to escape the misery of it all.

Oh heavens, take my breath as yours,
Draw me into a realm where peace endures.
A haven free of these binding chains,
Etched so deep within my brain.

A prison I ache to leave behind,
Yet a home that soothes my mind.
I am nothing but a wandering soul,
Drifting, seeking its next north.
 Mar 6 Aishu
Salwa
Everything happens just so we can feel
And when we lose that
We lose everything
Because that is what humans are made of
Emotion
When we are deprived of that
we are nothing.
We are nothing but melancholic spirits
Translating our own sorrow into poetry
Our own pain into art.
 Mar 6 Aishu
Sia Harms
The lanterns flickered out
One by one.
With every step down the lane,
I left behind
All the darkness I had let light
Up my life.
 Mar 6 Aishu
Mary Huxley
I carry worlds within my chest,
silent storms I don’t confess.
A smile, a nod,a quiet plea,
hoping someone sees through me.
 Mar 5 Aishu
nivek
in a song
 Mar 5 Aishu
nivek
into freedoms outstretched arms
a universal hug
the love of union
in a song
a verse
a word


a silence.
With my interests in tow
And my feelings bottled in an anti spill jar
I set out for places afar

Marinating emotions
By the ocean

Consumed by the sea

To sink in the view
From the ocean’s blue
There she was
Walking in the light
Disguised as an angel
Near the lake
Of shining waters
While her hair
Smells like an old flower
In the moonlight

There she was
Peeking through your dreams
While you close your eyes
In her lullabies

There she was
Singing in the light
Like an ocean's roar
In the night

Close your eyes
She's now leaving
In the quiet sound
Of the night

Close your eyes
She's an angel in disguise.
It was a poem first, before I turned into a song.
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