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Best Poems Written by Yasmine Cherkaoui

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A blank page,
A blank mind,

My thoughts consumed by one thing…
You.

I tried burying myself in organising,
And even then you pop up everywhere,
It’s like my brain won’t stop,
I can’t do anything without you,
Or so it seems.

I’m shaking just thinking about losing you,
But yet there’s a peace in me,
I know you’ll be fine,
I know you’ll come back,
I know…

I don’t know,
I’m convincing myself of what I know,
But I don’t believe it,
Not until you’re safe and sound in front of me.

So for the love of god,
Just come home

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Love

love is a weird concept,
I’ve never quiet grasped it,
I’ve never experienced love,
Not like that anyway,

The love I know is seeing my friend after months of not speaking,
It’s cuddling my cats after waking up in the morning,
Watching tv with my mom.

I know love,
Just not romance,
I’ve liked plenty of guys;
But none of them sticked.

Love is a concept,
Not a thing,
It’s not something you can hold or see,

I’ve always hoped to find someone to show me love,
Not realising I’m surrounded by it,
I wanted someone to love me,
Only to find out people already do.

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TV Show

All the TV shows tell me he feels the same,
When in reality I know he doesn’t,
In all the romance movies I watch how the girl gets the guy,
I know someday I’ll end up with someone,
Today is just not that day,
And he’s not the guy I will end up with,
I know it,
He knows it,
Everyone knows it,
Yet there is this tiny feeling that I want to see where it would go,
Even if it’s just me telling him about my feelings,
Everything returning to normal,
And never speaking of it again,

Sometimes I want to text him,
Tell him I want to hang out,
But whenever I think about it I feel like a stalker,
I’ve never felt like this before,
I don’t know what to do around him,
Do I smile?
Do I maintain eye contact when he looks back at me?
Or do I just pretend he isn’t in the same room as me?

Every door is open,
The universe is giving thousands of options,
I’m too scared to take any of them,
I seem to want him,
But not wanting the risk of getting hurt,
I guess that’s normal,
I hate feeling like this and not being brave enough to do anything about it.

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His Smile

His smile is like nothing I’ve ever seen before
It’s like the ocean
Beautiful but unknown 
Whenever he smiles it’s like his face lights up
It’s like all my worries are washed away
His smile has a story to tell
And I’m more than willing to listen
I’ll listen to every word, every sound
I’ll listen even when he has nothing to say
His smile is something I want to experience
I want to put that smile on his face
I want to feel exactly how he feels when he smiles
His smile might be the death of me
But I don’t mind
I’d rather die seeing him smile,
Then never seeing his smile again