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Ara Rose Poem
My name is unknown. It means confused, broken and lost.
This is the memory of when I learned to trust again.
It was like it was yesterday, I had just gotten out of a bad relationship.
I ran into a friend who was very worried about me.
He told me to go for a ride with him, so I agreed.
I was pulled up on his motorcycle
he asked, "Do you trust me?"
I nodded and he put a helmet over my head and tightened it.
He started the motorcycle and I held onto him close.
It reminded me of my depression state.
I had wanted to harm myself so bad, but I never did.
He began to drive the motorcycle to the top of the mountain.
Just then did I realize that I only felt safe with him.
It was dark outside with the only light coming from the new moon.
As we reached the top I saw the sun was about to rise soon.
He took off my helmet and he intertwined our fingers.
We made eye contact not breaking it
Then we went to the edge to sit.
It began to get cold
As if he heard my thoughts he began to hold me.
He asked me once again "Do you trust me?"
As I said yes he got up taking me with him.
He held me in his arms facing me
He confused his love for me
Before I had any time to react
We shared our first kiss.
My name was unknown
That's because I was broken and confessed
Now I realize that a name does not define you
Rather the name you give yourself does
My name is Ara and I'm proud of it
Because I learned who I am thanks to him.
Copyright © Ara Rose | Year Posted 2015
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Ara Rose Poem
Green is the color of my bow
Possibly the color of the eyes whom I don't know
I see they are green as I look deeper
I realize that's he's also a keeper
Green is the favorite color of my ex
Who I have never met
I lay on the green grass
As I look at the house made of glass
Walking through the open doors
I realize I love the outdoors
I look a out the windows to see green trees
Surprisingly I get stung by bees
I start to walk up to my room
When I trip on a broom
I lay on my big bed
I remember what my grandma said
"Look out your window to see the green.
To me it's like a big screen."
Green is the color of nature
Scenes I like to draw on paper
Copyright © Ara Rose | Year Posted 2015
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Ara Rose Poem
They say love is just a word
Since its a feeling unheard
But guess what?
I'm perfectly fine with that
There was once a time
I wanted someone to be mine
It was the day I met HIM
I knew my chances were slim
I accidentally dated his friend
How you may ask? I don't know
Point is it wasn't the end
We broke up a week later
When I found out he was a lying traitor
The worst thing he did is
He lied to me so I would be his
The days passed by
All I ever did was cry
A week passed, I saw a dove
I ran into my first love
I know what you may be thinking
Yes... it's the ex's best friend
We talked for what seemed like hours
When I realized my ex thought he had power
He tried to make us hate each other
Jokes on him. We love one another
Soon we will be a year
Yes I know it's hard to hear
This has been the best year of all
I haven't seen a tear fall
Love is not just a word
It's a feeling that can be heard
Yes it's an unexpected thing
But worth it for the happiness it brings.
Copyright © Ara Rose | Year Posted 2015
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