Wish Poems
A Rich Rhyme
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Louis Watson loved well made, toy ships, and had a fine collection,
Since father was a sailor himself. Like aged wind's novel directions.
Louis loved sailing toy ships on Crystal Pond, like gaiety filled youth.
He'd pretend they sailed on open seas, laden with candies and fruit!
His family lived on the edge of town, beneath pink-beige starlight,
Looming as evening warblers began singing, to scarlet Mars' delight.
Louis had fun with best friend, Fred. They had boat races, ofttimes.
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Poet and poetry
by Aditi Hayaran
Maybe too complex to be defined by words,
Smiles so bright that hides the misery.
Maybe too deep to be understood,
An open book yet still a mystery.
Maybe the sentence unread by readers,
Always the poet, never the poetry.
-Aditi Hayaran (Larkspur)
-i wish to know!
by Summiya Zaman
i covet to see my father’s face
an age ago,
when his arms were chosen my place
he watched me rise
in my heart, i fought, i grappled
how he made me in his thoughts.
was i different?
what he hide behind his ribs?
what words do he stash behind his lips?
i oath to privy,
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Turn me into a flower
by Teo Luchin
Oh god, turn me into a flower.
So I can find my home in the rain.
No longer lying awake,
wondering if I've soaked in the sun enough that day.
Turn me into a flower.
A yellow one, quitly bright.
So I can be picked,
without pretending to be anything more.
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Too Young
by Aditi Hayaran
Looking back through the memories
Watching my younger self wishing to be older
"I'll be one of the adults, I'll be so cool"
Oh my dear younger self you're such a fool.
From sitting in sunshine for hours to living in dark room
Trying to find the happiness I left behind
Managing anxiety trying to calm my always running mind.
I wish I was eight years old again
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A Rich Rhyme
by Evelyn Judy Buehler
Louis Watson loved well made, toy ships, and had a fine collection,
Since father was a sailor himself. Like aged wind's novel directions.
Louis loved sailing toy ships on Crystal Pond, like gaiety filled youth.
He'd pretend they sailed on open seas, laden with candies and fruit!
His family lived on the edge of town, beneath pink-beige starlight,
Looming as evening warblers began singing, to scarlet Mars' delight.
Louis had fun with best friend, Fred. They had boat races, ofttimes.
......
Too Young
by Aditi Hayaran
Looking back through the memories
Watching my younger self wishing to be older
"I'll be one of the adults, I'll be so cool"
Oh my dear younger self you're such a fool.
From sitting in sunshine for hours to living in dark room
Trying to find the happiness I left behind
Managing anxiety trying to calm my always running mind.
I wish I was eight years old again
......
Poet and poetry
by Aditi Hayaran
Maybe too complex to be defined by words,
Smiles so bright that hides the misery.
Maybe too deep to be understood,
An open book yet still a mystery.
Maybe the sentence unread by readers,
Always the poet, never the poetry.
-Aditi Hayaran (Larkspur)
Hope i will....
by Sworup Ghimire
The road i shall walk
Is now all beautiful than usual
The roads that hold' my memories
Are prettier than usual
It too knows that soon i am gone
Gone for the crime i have never done
I now face the harsh truth of the crooks
Which i shall never have had too
Oh god have a mercy upon me
The one who should be
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Turn me into a flower
by Teo Luchin
Oh god, turn me into a flower.
So I can find my home in the rain.
No longer lying awake,
wondering if I've soaked in the sun enough that day.
Turn me into a flower.
A yellow one, quitly bright.
So I can be picked,
without pretending to be anything more.
......
