The hope
We are all afraid of something or someone in our life. Either to lose them or confide in them. But afraid nonetheless
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Waiting for you
This poem is something between the living and the gone. People go away, die but the ones who are left behind are the ones who suffer for a lifetime. So this poem is from the living, the sufferer to the one whose gone away forever.
Too much
We all have too much inside of us. For some it’s too much of love or hate. But for some it’s too much of everything. And to be okay with it takes a lot of work. To be okay with yourself
Afraid of
Nani- my mothers mother
This poem is dedicated to my Nani, my mothers mother. It’s her birthday. She would’ve been 83 years old today. She passed away when I was little. I remember her very vaguely but I wish I could remember as vividly as I want to.
I love you
It’s a poem about love. How it can make us feel so many things yet we all know that love is the purest form of everything.
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