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Best Poems Written by Serenity Nightingale

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Spectrum

I am myself, however, I see me.
The logic others go by cannot bind me.
Who I am is what I shall decide.
It's not easy but that's how I'll be.
Now feeling fabulous
This is my life,
You can watch and stare!
This is how I'm gonna be,
Being the color of the rainbow.
I just want to live my truth.
 Because my truth is fabulous.
Like glittering sparkles of gold.
I work on a spectrum and define who I am.
I am who I say I am,
Not defined by another's logic.
For I'm fabulous,
Like a glittering rainbow
or sparkles of gold.
Being who I am
Choosing to live my life.
Having pride in myself,
And that's what I decide!

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A Pinch

A quick
Sharp
Pain in a vein
Barely notice it
Blood is drawn
Rushing from the vein
It feels unnatural
Leaving from your vein
But the pain is unnoticeable
as more leaves
A feeling of faint
The one drawing the blood
gives a kind look with their eyes
Taking more blood
worry sets in
Skin becomes ashen
vision blurs
More blood is drawn
To tight in a grip
Body goes limp
What caused the minor pain leaves the vein
Two slow breaths
Ashen
Cold
Dead
Too much blood was

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Anxiety

Consuming fire
Bitter ire
Eating away at me,
Turning me into ash.
Burning fire
All consuming ire
Smiling has become strange.
It seems that I've really changed.
Everything I once knew,
Grew a crooked smile and ran away.
Damning fire
Strengthening ire
And all I can do is laugh.
It's not a nice sound.
But neither is,
Lasting fire.

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Three Archways

Years ago, in a big transition in my life,

I witnessed three rainbow archways.

Framed by sun-kissed red apartments,

The setting sun kisses goodbye to the cloudless sky.


I took a picture then, between the runs from my old home

and my mother's car. Glistening brow and squinting eyes,

I raised my phone, holding it horizontally, 1...2...3.

I remembered an old meme about double rainbows,

but I found three. Back to putting cardboard boxes into the car.


The pictures were blurry, unfocused, and slightly fuzzy.

Like a memory, from one phone to the next, 

The photos get transferred. Until one day, I've lost them.

I hadn't a guess where they went, lost to time probably.

Now I have slightly fuzzy archways to remember within.


One archway for the home I'm leaving behind,

Another for the latest transition to my new life,

And the last for the future I do not know.

A rainbow, a rainbow, a rainbow 

Three distant rainbows I have no proof of, oh well.

I need only to remember to ensure they don't fade away.

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Pepsi and Cigarettes

I remember Grandpa Bobby always had to have his Pepsi.
Twelve pack upon twelve pack.
He somehow manages to drink them all.
He needed to cut back,
But I'm the same with Coca-cola.
Then again I don't drink as much.
Here he goes hitting his head again.

Grandpa Bobby loved to smoke cigarettes.
Forgetting both his daughter and granddaughters can't stand smoke.
Pack after pack he smokes away.
But the way he'd smile with a cigarette in his mouth,
I guess we just couldn't tell him to stop.
Now his heart is acting up.

Grandpa Bobby is a stubborn man.
He'll disconnect himself from his family and his daughter has to go find him.
She'll scold him until he agrees to not do it again.
It's funny seeing a parent get scolded by their child.
Just go and drink your Pepsi and smoke your cigarettes,
  Grandpa Bobby has been sick since early in his life.

Look at that, his daughter found his biological family.
He finally gets to be reunited with them.
It's time for a celebratory Pepsi and cigarette.
You just want a drink and a smoke Grandpa!
That same silly smile.
Fine, go ahead.
A grateful smile.

One day a police officer came by.
It has been confirmed that you had died. 
Grandpa Bobby you just found your mom and siblings.
Your daughter's heart can barely take it. 
We all knew you wouldn't have a long life,
But that doesn't mean anyone was ready.

Now that you're gone guess who has to clean up your stuff.
Your poor daughter doesn't even like Pepsi,
Nor does she smoke cigarettes.
But what has been left behind needs to be cleaned up.
You really do know how to break a woman's, heart.
That's why you were so loved.
But, honestly, what are we going to do with all this
Pepsi and cigarettes?

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A Drink

Drinking bright red wine
Flows down smoothly it
Staining clothes pools on
Chest rising up and down and
Pain caused by a bite
Another who is thirsty
Drinking red wine by
Growing paler and paler
The glass no longer
Sticky trail is left
Clothes are stained by another
Two people one leaves
Someone on the floor is left
A drink of red wine

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Vampire

Offer yourself to me,
That is why you are here.
But if it is too much you can flee.
There are other humans who can disappear.

I can smell it, your fear.
It's alright, I am hungry.
And you're a deer.
Your lover is suffering and angry.

Not like they can do anything.
Because now you're mine.
You cling,
And whine.

Say goodbye to the daytime,
From now on the night and you are mine.

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New Neighbors

Moving to a new area,
Strangers to the locals.
A family of five.
Unlike their new neighbors,
Peeping through window shutters
Beady eyes watching them.
It's unsettling.
It's the weekend,
Sunny outside,
The family should be seeing their new neighbors,
But nobody is out.
Only looking out through their house.
How unsettling.
It's unwelcoming
Having strangers stare at the newly filled house.
The air is hot and unforgiving.
Sweat sticks to the moving in family,
Not a neighbor comes by.
Only eyes are watching.
The day grows hotter with the staring eyes watching.
The new family questions their move.
Why are their new neighbors starring?
It's unsettling.
What a disaster,
This neighborhood is uncomfortable.
All the boxes are in the house.
The new family hurries in.
The eyes are still watching,
The new family watches back.
It's unsettling living here.

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Distant Tremors

Earlier this year an earthquake happened.
It was either during the late night or sunless morning.
The shaking of the earth woke me from slumber.
Only my mother telling me everything was okay,
Had my panic driven mind go silent.
                                                                                                         
After the event,
I felt that everything around me shaking.
My paranoid mind keeps feeling the earth vibrate.
Nothing happen time after time.
Panic still grips me tight as I wait for another earthquake.

Whether my mind is straining to sleep longer
Or wide awake during the day,
Tremors of an earthquake keep haunting my mind.
It wasn't long when I felt these tremors within myself.
The tremors match my grandpa's declining health.

In and out of the hospital,
Multiple organs failing,
Too tired to keep going on.
The earthquake in approaching faster than I'm ready.

Tremors nearly daily.
Unexpected crying and random sadness.
Hardly a day goes by without anxiety strangling my heart.
Only God knows what will happen to grandpa.
Too late to be the previous day too early to be the next day.

Grandpa has passed away.
Mama and grandma went to see him,
I didn't have the strength to say good-bye.
All of my grandpas are gone.
The fading tremors off in the distance have left me devastated.

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Eternal Beauty

Diamonds and roses
Are eternally beautiful.
No matter what year it is, they are timeless.
Be they a gift or a promise
They hold their charm.
There is not a chance for them to leave me,
And I'll feel forever young.

Diamonds and roses
Can never leave me.
Unlike love, their worth is constant.
Being beautiful is their meaning.
Even if the rose's petals fall off,
And the diamond doesn't sparkle brightly,
Their beauty is still priceless.
Even damage their dignity is forever intact.

Diamonds and roses
Will forever be beautiful.
I know that they can not leave me.
So when I wither and die,
My youth and beauty will be reflected in them,
So I too will be eternally beautiful.
My spirit will forever have dignity.

Diamonds and roses
Eternal beauty is what a woman strives for.
For in this world it is only
Diamonds and roses that are eternally beautiful.