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Of Ants And Man
How apt that I should mingle
Into acceptance amongst the likes of you
When no society would take me for my stumbles
In thought, coherence and virtue.
If only I could pander, as simple,
To their sweet tooth’s insatiable chew
With candy floss that’s thickly twirled
Or M&Ms coated blue.
I could have avoided all the trouble
Of dodging belt buckles and flying shoe,
And lonely possession of unbreakable bubbles
With no one to share their smell of glue.
But time goes by and immortal bubbles shrivel,
Like an adult’s imagination loses its hues,
As I keep watch just outside this tragic circle
I hear only pen on paper and crushed sugar cubes.
-----Firdaus
How apt that I should mingle
Into acceptance amongst the likes of you
When no society would take me for my stumbles
In thought, coherence and virtue.
If only I could pander, as simple,
To their sweet tooth’s insatiable chew
With candy floss that’s thickly twirled
Or M&Ms coated blue.
I could have avoided all the trouble
Of dodging belt buckles and flying shoe,
And lonely possession of unbreakable bubbles
With no one to share their smell of glue.
But time goes by and immortal bubbles shrivel,
Like an adult’s imagination loses its hues,
As I keep watch just outside this tragic circle
I hear only pen on paper and crushed sugar cubes.
-----Firdaus
Literature
Easy/Difficult
Easy is to judge the mistakes of others,
Difficult is to recognize our own mistakes.
Easy is to hurt someone who loves you,
Difficult is to heal the wound.
Easy is to set rules,
Difficult is to follow them.
Easy is to dream every night,
Difficult is to fight for a dream.
Easy is to say we love,
Difficult is to show it every day.
Easy is to make mistakes,
Difficult is to learn from them.
Author unknown
Literature
I Feel
At times like this,
I feel so alone,
I know you're here,
I know you love me.
Yet still I feel withdrawn,
cloaked within myself,
hiding.
I long to be...
wanted,
desired,
liked,
loved.
It is like a drug,
I cannot quit.
Maybe it's the depression,
but when I'm like this,
there are two drugs I crave,
love and solitude.
Torn between being alone,
so you won't see the pain,
and being loved enough
to erase the pain.
Each day it grows,
worse and worse,
needing more and more,
until I drain you dry,
with nothing
left to give.
Waiting for you...
to touch me,
to want me,
to hold me,
to love me.
At tim
Literature
Home
Dear you
You probably don't know
I wrote about you yesterday
and the day before that.
But my favorite part was when you made me tea and it tasted like home.I drank all of it because that is what normal people do,but when I took your cup to the dishwasher
I saw you left a lil bit of tea in it, just like I normally would and i felt even more at home.
Today when you were siting next to me I was cutting out the word home from my paper and it seems like you have been a round a lot when the word 'home' is used but I guess that's one of the building blocks to start building a home, is someone who's going to be around.
I woke up this morning with a
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This was written for a poetry prompt from 
. The prompt is for a 16 lined piece about a moment from childhood that has changed my life for the better.
This piece is based on my childhood where I was pretty much a neglected, anti-social child who only had ants for friends (they still are). And somehow that quiet friendship (among other things), has made me the person I am today, one who's pretty much able to observe certain things from a different angle.
Happy reads
. The prompt is for a 16 lined piece about a moment from childhood that has changed my life for the better.This piece is based on my childhood where I was pretty much a neglected, anti-social child who only had ants for friends (they still are). And somehow that quiet friendship (among other things), has made me the person I am today, one who's pretty much able to observe certain things from a different angle.
Happy reads
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'With no one to share their smell of glue'
a very simple, yet superbly thought-provoking line- it feels very lonely. and i like the whole thing, too
a very simple, yet superbly thought-provoking line- it feels very lonely. and i like the whole thing, too