Short Psyched Poems

   brittle as a tiny twig
     the girl seemed not to grow

   strange, her appetite 
     drawn out, her nights

   stumped the psychiatrists
     out went the lights
...

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I will miss elementary school,
Even though it was not cool,
I will learn to get along,
Without school and a gong,
Friends I will hug,
Squish like a bug,
Some friends are smart,
Enemies are tart,
Others are not,
Like a fish the will get caught,
We did not fight,
We did what was right,
Teachers I have liked,
For high school I am psyched.

Leah B....

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I know not who I am
I know I'm a veteran

I know not what I can do
I know words can challenge you

I know not if my words are expressive
I know my words are not expensive

I know not if my words are curt
I know that there not written to hurt

I know not if my work is liked
I know I won't be psyched 

I know my words help me
Brought my life to infinity...

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He beguiled me
 with his smile.........

Meanwhile:

Its a struggle to write;
inspite on my mind
 being all uptight
and alight 
with excitement
It's a plight
frought with
delight
when applied 
to provide sight 
that ignites 
being psyched 
to new heights
and reunites
rewrites 
priced into bytes
dispite 
providing a guide
to decide 
and set aside
my writing style......

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I chased a girl and I liked it
I chased her to the end
I chased her where she fell to
I chased her for a friend

I asked her where she was
I asked her what she liked
She told me of her past
She told me what is psyched

I said we'd meet again
I said I wish her well
I left her for her end
I left her to see Hell

We went our separate ways
We left for better days
Off to see the world
Off to see new stays...

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Always look sad when i listen to music
haven't seen a sky i didn't like
never met a puddle unsplashed
Ever dare i psyched
Seen the daylight change
the night time glowed embarrassed
I've kept a second longer
Held attention till it gasped for breath
Had a screaming contest with Munchies grotesque
cut silence with a scalpel blade
What have i made of myself
one that dreams of someone else
i didn't think
therefore
i'm not...

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"So you think you're a poet?"
Yes, stranger, I do.
"You merely post poems on Poet's Stew!!!"

Sir, I don't think it's nice
"What did I say?"
That you won't stay away.

"That's awful unfair..."
Now listen here! Take a look!
I bet you can't say that your poem is in a book.

I just got my Poetry Anthology yesterday, and I'm psyched that my poem is in a book along with many other talented poets' works!!!...

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