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Sometimes I wish I was hidden

From the devil that gave us bad luck

From the killer that’s called stress

We were pure citizens made from sophisticated happiness

But dusk was the best way to describe us

In between light and dark figuring out how to survive through the night

I was a stupid genius knowing how to do well in life but not in its tests

She was the woman who refused help yet complained why she was alone

He was the man struggling with the reality of people

He was the boy just starting to discover fascination unaware…


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People I know always ask me “Why are you so quiet?” I sometimes even ask that question to myself. I don’t have a clear-cut answer to this question. Possibly I was born as a quiet person and I don’t have to change who I am.

I often think that the whole world is designed for extroverts. In school, it often seems like “you are so outgoing” is the best comment that someone could give to another person. Many times teachers did ask me to speak up more. I always wondered how some of my classmates were able to chat all…


Poetry

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The day I concluded family
you were in the bar
starting the party
while she was ending
the celebration of zero despair
zero ignorance in the week
the cries for milk grew
as the milk that once held it all together
spilled out of the thread leaving it tangled
and in shreds
like me

The day the two wheels left
only the cries after every fall
were heard as
my body and heart were bruised
and in pieces
but as always
someone had to
be deaf

The day my guy went off
there was darkness
illuminating the room
that will hold
my next…


A Poem

She was like a canvas

Although we attempted to throw black paint at her she managed to create herself living among the stars

I admit we have done bad

The only thing that satisfied us were the tall towers we managed to grow upon society

Leaving the presence of a thicket that used once to thrive there shriveled among the nuclear plants

I know there is little mercy to be found among us, that we have already agreed to go down fighting

Our views on her now reflect our wrongdoings

Look at the blood and guess who is…


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My dearest ……

I wish you were immortal

Or life would be bland

Days would be a agonizing drag from what they used to be

I would hum the songs of sorrow through my memories

Before drifting off to nightmares

My eyelashes would drip with tears like damp leaves on a rainy evening

Loving would seem impossible to do again

You were a piece of work

Your chest was filled with soft fists radiating through the mirror

You were a warrior

Reminding me that women were not beasts

But rather rebels of our time

Shattering differences into puzzle pieces meant…


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The level you understand yourself at reflects your ability to understand others

The way I perceive myself guides my path to a more successful future

When we all take the chance to stand up for equal rights

When we all allow ourselves to pause and be aware of our differences

When we all agree upon the fact that a perfect unity doesn’t exist

The miles and miles we’ve taken to help others don’t seem enough

But it’s the best we can do …

The stories we’ve exposed don’t seem lawful towards our society

But they have helped others open their…


The first time I died went something like this…..

There was an abandoned house across the street that I always wondered about. It was like one of those houses you see in action movies and books. I would always read my science fiction novels against the window facing Newberry Lane where mosquitoes would ravage the house. Of course, there was never really an option to mention about that house as rumors have spread over the years. No one ever wanted to ride their bikes past it or even look at it with the plain eye. …

Ruhee

Middle School Student; Winner of International NASA Crew Contest 16’; Writer@ https://studentsxstudents.com #STEMGirl #PianoPlayer

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