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Sahar Cox Poem
I breathed in the scent of the sunsets,
Cherry pit war mines covering the street,
Rose colored petals dancing in the background,
The sun painting me pink,
Crickets symphony under the lights,
That Summer that never left me.
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Sahar Cox Poem
Your presence is valued,
Your soul is divine,
I’m sorry I lost you,
I’ve been so unkind,
I’ve left you empty,
Silenced your cries,
Broke your spirit,
Kept tears in your eyes,
Searching for your worth,
You exhausted your mind,
Searching for happiness,
No joy did you find,
Invisible you became,,
Slowly started to decay,
Out of sight I pushed you,
Until your hope ran away,
Questioning your life,
Every breath brought you pain,
Dreading another day,
All alone you went insane,
I’m sorry for going blind,
I’m sorry for letting go,
I’m sorry for going deaf,
I’m sorry for pushing you so low,
I didn’t hear your desperate pleas,
I didn’t see your broken eyes,
I didn’t pick up the pieces of your heart,
I didn’t touch the truth disguised with lies,
I hold my head a little lower,
Forever will I carry shame,
Whispers torment me,
Disgusted by who I became,
Just to get one moment to hold you,
Caress your face and dry your eyes,
Dance to your favorite songs,
Under hot sunny skies,
My numb hands would hold yours,
I’d make a new start,
Meeting you where you hurt,
In my life's story, you'd be the main part.
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Sahar Cox Poem
What if I promised to finally give up,
Not like all the other times I said I would,
But this time truly let it all go,
If I stopped holding up this wall that keeps me safe,
I’d let it go,
Stopped holding onto every mistake you ever made,
I’d forget it all,
Stopped pretending I didn’t hear you whisper “I love you”,
And sang it back,
Opened up my heart you’ve been knocking on,
And put down the welcome mat,
What if,
I told you that you’re the dawn to my coffee,
The song to my drink,
The flow to my drive,
The sunset to my blanket,
The dance to my favorite shoes,
What if,
I finally gave up.
-05/28/2020
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Sahar Cox Poem
Under the tower of confiner sisters,
Where the pine needles slide down the breeze,
Spiders become trapeze artists,
While ferns spread their wings,
The midnight rain forms into morels,
Playing hide and seek under the sticks,
Trails leading to empty shells,
From confident snails ready to leave,
Mosquitoes looking for red water,
From intruders of their home,
Worms wriggle in annoyance,
Footsteps echoing them out of sleep,
Wildflowers gather in numbers,
Slowly swaying with every breath,
From caterpillar transformations,
Each stitched by hues of smiles,
Armored beetles thrive to indulge,
Assembled in cafes of redwood bark,
The silence in the forest is blaring,
With bursting images in this realm,
Scents captivating our senses,
Songs breathing into our world,
To get lost in all the beauty,
Many colors and multiple forms,
Of tall towering lofty giants,
Changing colors from green to gold.
Copyright © Sahar Cox | Year Posted 2020
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