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Best Poems Written by Nina Laurendale

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Whispers

It started as a whisper,
Then grew louder and louder,
I remember that whisper,
I don't want to remember her.

I can't tell if it's in my head,
Or she's somewhere near,
It's going away now,
I think she saw my tears.

It took me long enough to recover,
To not cry to myself at night,
To deal with the fact I didn't say goodbye.

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Moonlight

I wonder what it would be like
if I gave you a kiss under the moonlight.
I wonder what it would be like
if I gave you a peck under the starlight.

Would you kiss me back
with a love that burns as strong as mine?
Would you hold me close
Even after it's midnight?

I wonder what it would be like
if you had said "yes" that one time.
I wonder what it would be like
if you didn't walk away before my eyes.

Did I do something wrong?
Did I not declare my love enough?
Even if I did,
Would you have still left me,
For the One across the sea?

I wonder what it would be like
if I hadn't met you at all
Would I still cry so late at night?
if I stopped myself from loving you
Would I still have my heart?

Please tell me,
My beautiful angel,
that it wasn't just a lie.
Tell me you think of me too,
and see my face when you close your eyes.

Hold my hand,
when the path gets a little rough.
Look into my eyes,
and say you love me even if it's a lie,
all under the cold moonlight.

Moonlight, light the way forward,
so I cannot cry and cannot breathe,
so I'll never remember,
the love I had for thee.

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The Little Bead

We lie in our class,
Not really intrigued or puzzled,
By the mundane subjects that keep us muddled.
Some may admire the beauty that surrounds us;
Of the trees swaying in the winds,
Of the cherry blossoms that drop,
In the never-failing cold wind.
The light which comes through our open doors,
The light, not brighter than the people we have in store.

We all are specimens alike,
But, behind our mask of mischief lies,
A little drop or maybe a bead,
Filled with sincerity and virtue so sweet.
The little drop that burns and shines,
In all our hearts it lies.

We are not mindless wanderers,
We are not without destination;
Some folks can’t understand,
The intensity of our situation.

We have a goal,
An aim to be great,
But some of us haven’t uncovered our little drop,
The drop that can seal our fate.

The teachers say we’re a nuisance,
How we trouble their conscience;
But how they will miss us,
Miss our shenanigans;
How we will miss each other when we leave,
To the calling of our little bead.

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Onwards on the Race of Life

My heart flutters when you’re near,
Onward on the race of life;
No one knows if you’ll be mine.

Another year passes by,
Morning to dusk every time,
Onward on the race of life,
Umbrella of yours, hiding us from the,
Rain of time.

Seas could not match my blue, but
Arisen by you in me, your
Ruby hues,
Thank you for saying that you admired me,
Hopefully that lasted and you haven’t forgotten me;
An abyss in which I lie,
Kindle a fire, so we shall not freeze in the darkness of the
night.

I imagine a life with you, then without,

Lest, I lose you or you go on a different route,
Onward on the race of life;
Velvet you lips are, and your soul an,
Esther in my eyes.

You looked at me that day, in your eyes a feeling I could not
place;
Onward on the race of life;
Umbrella in your hand and in your other, mine.

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Us underneath the sky

Wind flowing through the forest lair,
Wind brushing her loam of hair,
Us underneath the starry sky,
Made me hope that the time won’t fly.

We fall we rise,
We see the lies,
We see our dreams fall, crumble and die,
We wonder if it’s worth it to try.
Us underneath the blackened sky,
‘Please dear, please don’t cry.’

The phase has ended,
The abyss has closed,
Trust is recovered.
Us underneath the sky,
We met here once, we met here twice,
We’ll stay here together until the end of time.

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The Questions

Why does no one care?
Why are we here?
Why should we love if it only results in heartbreak?
Why do we run for purpose, to be only crushed by the crowd,
Killing you with every word.

What is good and bad?
What would happen if the two interchange?
Would we collapse or find new meaning within?
Why do we fall in love like we sleep,
Slowly then all at once?

Why must we be blamed and hurt even when it wasn’t our fault?
Be termed insane and excluded from all,
For only pushing past the boundaries of society,
Only because they’re afraid of what they’ll find.

Why must we lie, knowing it will only hurt us more?
Why do we let ourselves be entangled into the webs of love?
By merely following a voice,
And knowingly signing up for pain that can’t be reverted.
Why do we go into lengths to prove ourselves worthy to those
who we love,
And to those who don’t know our worth?

Why do we kill ourselves with the horrors we plague?
Hoping for a sliver of joy,
and a notion that the other side would be better in every way,
Than the suffering I endure everyday.

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Angel's Tears

An angel crying at dusk and dawn,
An angel crying at the birth of a fawn.
The raindrops at the morning light,
Are the tears of an angel’s unheard plight.

The little children playing on London’s streets,
They are now gone, for they had nothing to eat.
The snow falling on those empty streets,
Are the tears of an angel, crying for the children so sweet.

An angel crying at the end of the world,
All alone with the darkness as their only console,
The stars you see at night,
Are the tears of an angel, crying with all her might.

A poor lost soul, who wanders everywhere,
To try and find where they belong.
The little streams, rivers and lakes,
Are the tears of an angel, hoping they might.

An angel crying for all of humanity,
An angel crying for most were innocent,
But suffer more misery.
An angel crying for all that is lost,

An angel crying for hope long gone.

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Light and Dark

Light leads darkness,
Dark follows light,

Both learned to embrace each other,
And listen to each other’s plight.

Light wanted to illuminate the world,
Give every corner the warmth of sun,
Leave no corner untouched.

Dark wanted to calm the world,
And give the peace of night,
Give the world peace of mind, from their little trifes.

Light and Dark so different,
But their bond was set for sure,
Light needs Dark and Dark needs Light;
Without this bond,
Life couldn’t go on like before.

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The Robber

I am a robber of sorts you see,
A line stolen here,
A phrase snatched there,
A whole world that glowers before me.

Some want me to die,
Some want to see me suffer in vain.
But little do they know,
I say goodnight to pain.

It’s hard to have everything robbed from you,
Be robbed of what you call life,
And not want to steal,
All that’s dear to thine.

I am a robber,
I am not proud of my name,
But what else do I have,
To give to my bloodstained grave?

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The Dark Empress

She was born with a purpose to create,
But the stars spoke of a prophecy;
That she would leave destruction in her wake.

Born under the moonlight,
Her eyes as dark as the night,
Her innocence went alight,
Led astray from her painless life.

Tortured, hunted and betrayed she was,
Couldn’t find a soul who would see who she really was;
Depressed she ran away,
Found the dark to understand her dismay.
Comforted by it subtle warmth,
It led her to her kingdom’s silver porth.

She grew more knowledgeable by the day,
Till she was able;
To rule the land where the dead stay.

Many came to try and conquer her land,
But when they came,
They met their end, with no accolade;
By a touch of her hand,
Their bodies turned to little more than grains of sand.

She wasn’t evil, just deeply misunderstood,
Only the dark knew she was still good;
None knew the pain she endured,
Abandoned at birth,
Barely found anything to fill the dearth.

She found solace nevertheless,
The dark with her,
Made her The Dark Empress.