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Best Poems Written by Kai Fali

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A breath of air

Why must I take the world's misery?

Always hiding a tear
the earth's children caused to appear

Saddened by my kind heart
meeting rotten souls

I owe no one a debt,
yet they take all my energy's worth

Misery loves company indeed
but surely those company need
to breathe

Allow me breathe

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Devil's pet

When you placed your hands on the littles ones thigh,
When they saw your shadow in stead of theirs,
When they glanced up at you, adoration and want radiating from their eyes,

There goes your rotten mind misinterpreting that,

Oh how could the little one know that your heart rested a lewd demon,

When you offered them a place to seat,
Your laps feel like steel,
But the little one doesn't complain,
You have the kindest heart for bearing their weight,

When your hot breath behind their neck make them shudder,

Your eyes crinkled, the game just got easier,

The little one felt a bulge underneath her skirt,
Did the kind man have a rock in his pocket? She wondered,

Oh if she could see how lust filled your gaze, she would flee,

Your evil hands ventured far deep, beyond her thighs you were destined to be,

The little one gasped,
Her little head turning so her innocent eyes could see yours,

You saw as tears welled up in her eyes,
Her quivering lips and face full of plea made you retreat,

"Ruin her, ruin her, the devil's murmur you began to hear"

Your face turned dark,
Your evil hands on her supple skin groped all it could feel,

The little one trembled and plead,
The burns she felt were too much for one being,

All she wanted was a seat at the beginning,

Your grunts and groans were like a thousand stones pounding her ear drums,

You made the loudest moan and it came to an end,

Oh how you ruined God's beloved.

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The ties that bind

Then you thought of giving up;
Breathing and living, you craved no more.

But when the angel arrived to lead you to everlasting peace,
You thought of me - how I would spend nights blaming myself
For not seeing all the signs,

How I would clutch your clothes in my arms,
Bringing it up to my nose to take a sniff.

You thought of how I would torture myself,
Asking 'What if?'

And then, right there, you told the angel, 'Please....'
You said, 'A soul would weep if I leave'.

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The stress of kindness

You smile hoping the tears at the corner of your eyes don't drop

Your eyes, oh your eyes, shine with a fierceness that belies the dark clouds behind them. 

They gleam like an angel's, yet hide the stories that lie beneath.

Like they hold zero fears

The contradiction!!

You could tell a thousand tales

 Of how you've suffered and hid the pain

How goosebumps rose on your arms when your fear comes to life

Your fear of giving your best
But getting way less

You cradle them like a mother bird does her eggs.

Yet you hold the same value as a rag to them.
A rag waiting for a day to finally be used.
 
People always take from you, they take but never give

You clench your jaw when you are shunned,
The veins on your neck wanting to pop.

Your tightened fist says alot

Your eyes turn red,
You know you've had enough

It's time your aching heart gets a little rest

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Loss

Would crawl to you if I could, I still smell you in those special places
I hear your voice sometimes and follow the sound until I face an empty space
I close my eyes and see your beautiful face, masked with lies, promises of endless tomorrow's


I touch your soft silky hair and my palm tingles 
I open my eyes as tears drop to my thighs
I live like this now
Wishing I could join you, six feet deep, to escape this pain.

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Dumb star

My Mr moon tells me I shine the brightest

My Mr moon is the smartest

My Mr moon enjoys it when I miss him

My Mr moon smiles when I'm clingy

My Mr moon swears that I'm pretty

My Mr moon cradles my thigh, and whispers that I'm the apple of his eyes

My Mr moon sought out my heart

My Mr moon journeys far and beyond, to fill me with his warmth 

My Mr moon melts me with his gaze

My Mr moon's eyes drops precious tears when he leaves me 

My Mr moon smells like chamomile  

My Mr moon only comes at night

My Mr moon tells me it's going to be alright

My Mr moon thinks I can't see his lies

My Mr moon thinks I'm just too dumb

Mr moon doesn't know I watch him waiting for Mrs sun

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A Guiding presence

He sauntered into the room, head held high, exuding might
His gaze swept the room
His aura was palpable
So strong, exuding so much power

Oddly enough, his presence evoked a soothing calm
That is what people feel when they don't feel like they are under your control
Fear is natural, his motto he would say
The feeling to withdraw when things go wrong
The thought that you would be judged
All those things were embedded in a person's core

Fail a thousand times, Lose a million times
Attempt is better than neglect
Right and wrong he knew them all
The ways of the world were crystal clear
His failures had many lessons
But he seemed to learn from each one

A man who could walk the walk
But spoke not much
Yet, his silence spoke volumes to me
I was hopeful
His confidence I began to possess
Chin up, shoulders straight
He said to walk
His patience I learned to obtain

Impulse actions I controlled
His resilience I understood
Fear gave away to determination
I worked all day and prayed
Wisdom weighed upon him
The struggle he faced is the reflection of his present
I aimed to match it
I strived for excellence

If my mentor was that perfect
Surely I would become second best
The seed I sowed all day would grow and flourish well
The joy I had when it did made my heart swell
Hard work comes with a test
Failing never appealed to me

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Unseen

The town is filled with love,
The laughter of the adored surrounds my abode.
Floating hearts gather in the streets,
The ones who are cherished fall asleep.

I stay awake, gazing at the stars in the deep,
Feeling so empty, no one to love me.
Embracing myself,
The unloved can at least love their selves.

Alone I feel once again,
My crumbling heart starts to weep.
The ache it brings causes my eyes to leak,
Tears of envy flow.

Love and care is something I'll never know.

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Ink of insecurity

A poet I aspired to be,
Yet words that mattered were in opposition with me.
A pen I could hold, a book I owned,
But the feelings were never my own.

A writer's soul is a shattered vase,
Tired from the pain and strain it etched to a lonely page.
However, mine was untouched, free
From the shadows that lurked behind a poet.

What do they have that I lacked?
An answer to that I craved so bad.
I am a terrible poet, with unpolished words
And simple thoughts.

I could never be equals with such greatness.
When they write, it summons gods.
When I write, I just wrote words.
I repeated them so often, they sounded so forced.

Shakespeare would tell me to give up,
Maya would say I've tried enough.
But my poetic dreams would come to a cease,
That thought makes my knees weak.

Writing has always been my release,
Yet being the best at it just seems too much.

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Trapped, scared, wary

Trapped, Scared, Wary

A dimly lighted room,
A boy with no way out,
Heavy metal locks on the polished brown doors,
An abandoned clock ticking away,
Counting hours, minutes, seconds,
Before the predator awakes.

Trapped, scared, wary
Crouched down at the corner of the room,
A boy hugging his legs,
He rocked back and forth,
He moved with the ticking clock,
The air was thick with fear,
His body tensed at the loud stomps behind the door,
Or was it just his fearful heart,
racing like it could tear apart.

Trapped, scared, wary
The floors suddenly creaked,
His deep set eyes widening as they traced the sound,
Finding nothing but an oppressive silence,
He wondered if he'd imagined it all,
A boy with olive skin,
Now pale from the sudden fright,
A predator loomed outdoors,
Of that he was now sure of,
Tick tock, Get up, the clock sung,
Pimpled bumps arose on his sweaty skin,
Did the clock talk? Certainly it could not,
But what if it was real?

Trapped scared wary
A boy with baseless terrors,
Plagued that a predator hunts him,
Basking in misery is a boy,
A boy who unknowingly refers to himself as prey,
Shivering with fear,
A predator he doesn't know,
A predator he hasn't heard,
Yet so terrified of.

Trapped, scared and wary,
A boy trapped scared and wary of the unknown.