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Phia Mosley Poem
That golden arrow
And flickering flame
Ceases the tigers rage
But not forever
No not forever the tiger will grow like the fire one day
And shine like that golden powerful arrow
Tiger tiger
you can not be trapped in such a feeble way
And you know that
you are patiently waiting to rise
And I fear plenty for the trappers
I know for myself that this tiger
Does not pity
Tiger tiger
This cage of light will be destroyed
You are in no way forced to stay here just dreaming of what could be
Wishing upon stars tiger
This isn’t you
Your stripes have an illusionary power
Tiger tiger
Your eyes pierce the surface of the sky
Your lonliness will spread among the earth like an endless fog
But you will never admit it to the world
Because the war is not over until you have won
Tiger tiger
You are life in and of itself
You are light in it’s simplest form
Tiger tiger
The tears you shed,
Are powerful tears of not sadness
But anger
You will escape this cage
I do not fear for you
And although you and I are close
I know that one day you are bound to escape
And never look back once
I cannot follow you
It is not my life style
and
You cannot stay it is not yours either
But by fate we are bound to met again at least once before we die
At least once is nice
Just fine
So when I return
And you have disappeared leaving nothing but your collar
In your place
I will not be saddened
I will not shed a tear
Because you will be happy
Tiger tiger
May you live in peace
Free forever under the firelight sky pounding the earth with your legs
And running as far as you wish
Forever and away
Tiger tiger
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The two hearts can never live in one body
Two souls can never bore one heart
When two worlds collide they will dance around each other
Testing and pushing
As a person crossing the street sees a car driving down the same street
One must draw back to let the other pass
And respect the boundaries of the other
So that two worlds will never collide
And diminish the broken harmony
That makes the world go round as it does
Like two dancers interpreting each others moves
So that the dance will reach perfection
Slowing down when the other slows down
Speeding up when the other speeds up
Dancing as one to move with the other person
And still move as themselves
Two worlds will never last long as one
They may last together unaware of each others existence
But they will never last as one
When two worlds collide a balance is broken
Strings are pulled
Barriers are broken and the thin line between
Good and evil
Becomes even thinner and thiner
Until it is no longer recognizable by either side
It is the curse of humanity
We are all participants in the endless triffles created
We are participants by being human
We make mistakes
We hurt eachother and ourselves
We hate
We love
We try
We ruin so much just trying to bring ourselves up
Selfish we are
Ruining all that is natural
We judge others
And we are just as bad as the next person
We judge and we judge
And sometimes
We forget who we really are
We are each and all a part of one another
Whether we realize it or not
We are all the same
And for this we must hold on to all we have that is precious
The part of us that enables us to love one another
The beating heart that allows us to put someone else first
Alone we may feel sometimes
It is alone that we are never
As long as we love
We will never be alone
It is in the nature of us all
Not just to selfishly hate one another
But to selflessly love one another
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I am a fighter
I don’t need anyone else
I sing a song all alone
From start to end
What need is there for someone in my life
For someone else to take hold of my heart
My precious heart and claw it apart
With claws I was never able to notice
When did you grow claws I will think
As my I sink into the deeps of the darkness
Regretting and being consumed by all of my mistakes
I made a mistake to love once
It wont happen again
So who do you think you are
Your not my type
To calm
To kind
And too innocent
To safe
I cant like you
Some people are simply meant to make an appearance in your life
And others are meant to stay a lifetime
I can tell right off the bat
That you will be an appearance
I know this with all of my heart
So why do I keep thinking this to myself repeatedly
You haunt me in my own mind
Why
I don’t understand
“You must love him” someone says to me
And I dismiss the thought with a burning rage
How could she question that
I , that I
Me could love someone
I will not love him
I cant
I hate the sweet way he calls my name
And I hate his hearty laugh
I especially hate his long soft curls that entangles my fingers
I hate the way my heart pounds at the sight of him
I hate how sick the thought of being away too long makes me
I hate when he holds me and we lie together in the hot grass
So long that we begin to breath at the same pace
I hate that he stalks me in my own mind
I hate that I miss him
And I especially hate that I am wondering if he
Is wondering about me right now
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It’s been a long time since Ive seen you
You used to be there
And now that you are gone I am left here to stare at the
Purple amyethist sky through my elevated window
And flecks of amber dust pass by
carried by the winds rubbing against my face even when I put up my hand to block them
The purple sky is scarred by a bright pink,
And disrupted by a squealing loud harsh orange
The sun is setting
And I am saying goodbye to more than just the sun
I am not staying here
So this is it
I tuck my suitcase into my side to breathe for a moment
What you’ve taken I will work to get back
My lips are to cracked to smile
And my face is streaked with white crusted hard tear stains
They will crumble away
But tear stains don’t ever really leave do they
They are called stains after all
Under the tear stains is that ugly rugged scar
The one with the dried up blood zig zagged across my check
You made your marks on my body
They are everywhere
So that now every time I look into the mirror all I see is you
You and your stone cold gray empty lifeless barren frigid stealthy parsimonius thin powerful frightening icy eyes
And your thin tight lips held together so tight it was as if they were concealing something
Or if they were keeping pressed closed to hide a secret
Your rugged prickly ashy face
With the scar on your chin
You had many scars passed down to you,
and now you’ve given them to me
I look back and smile in tears
Tears that rush over the tear stains
Trying to wash them away but instead
It clumps over the old ones
What happened here will never leave me
And as painful as it is
it has become a large part of me
Sometimes I think I miss you but
It it is just me once again feeling the emotions you’ve built in me
The way I once felt that you were superior
The way I once hated myself
They way I used to think I couldn’t live without you
The way I thought this was normal
I am done here
And I let the curtains sashay to the ground
Brushing the carpet you loved
And sticking against the walls that were once blood stained
I walk out because it is all over
In a way
But I know that I will always remember this
It is engraved and carved into me like the lines in the tree bark
I am stained and this place is stained
Because every time I pass by
I will remember
No amount of washing or covering up can fix this
In a moment I am able to smile and it cracks the tear stains
But it doesn’t shed them off
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Help me I beg to you
As I strangle in this endless night
Where I suffer from this curse
Where are the lands in which I swim for comfort
Let me sail away
You will never you entrap me
Make me a stranger in my own home
I want you out
I gnaw at my chains slowly each day
Gaining more and more life of my own
And *****
Even people at work notice that I have been dying
Take your things to the curb
I promise you one day
I will smile down upon you from my window as you turn the keys in your car
And leave me forever
You are no light of mine
And when I build my self once again you will no longer be welcome
I hate that you hit me
And control every aspect of my life
I have hated it for the past seven years and every month I have said this
To myself
Yet every month I remain here
I finally stand to tell you this but you shut me down yet again
Maybe one day I will be able to fully stand
I think
But you are angry at me
So maybe
Maybe in the next life time
When I rebuild what you’ve broken
And the last thing you say to me before I leave this world
Is what you’ve always said
“Don’t kid yourself Sarah”
And you are right I have been long destroyed there is
No rebuilding for me
If I am lucky there is no next lifetime
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Love will always see you through
It will find you and
Rip you out from your darkest of times
The deadliest of places
It will aways find you and save you
If you let it
Because it is the immortal string that keeps us all going
So as long as you love
in return you will find love
and as long as you love you will never have to face
the lonely tides of the world
on your own
love comes in all different shapes
and forms
love is a secret
that cannot be told
but can be shared
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Stand strong don’t cry
Or sink down on all fours
You are exactly who you need to be
You poor lovely canary
Beautiful inside out
Summer in its purest most beautiful form
Flap and sing
You were meant to be seen and not touched
Loved from a distance
Fragile but never hurt
That is your true nature
As far away as I am canary, no tree will block my view
It brings me warmth to see your yellow feathers
Every morning waking up to sunlight descending down on me
Using my window as a portal
Sing I always want you to sing
I will be there planted every day in the grass
Waiting for you to return to my fingers
Wandering alone in the dark but not afraid
Of the dark
Try you best to scale the earth one foot after the next
Avoid predators but do not
Be afraid to face them
Because although small you are powerful
Your heart makes you big and heavy
No one can hold you back with wings like those
Canary
You are beautiful and strong being
Shining in your own light
They say your bones are fragile
Tell them its why you are a beautiful
They say you are easy to shoot down
Tell them you are brave and fast
They say you are too yellow
Tell them you are unique
don’t let anyone tell you anything different than what you are
Don’t let them decide how you feel about yourself
Canary
Remember you have tacked
Cages, hunters, predators, and still come this far
There is no better you that you can be
So always sing and don’t ever forget who you are
Canary
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I don’t mind talking to myself in the midst of the crowds
I don’t mind having friends that I don’t like
And that don’t like me
I don’t mind feeling like their talking about me
Behind my back
And that those smiles are sarcastic lies
Ribboned out
Just for the purpose of fooling me
I don’t mind feeling lost and alone
Even though im surrounded by people
If I minded I should walk away
I would eat lunch alone
I would go straight home from school
And gossip with myself
But how would that look
They would mock me more
I don’t mind being mocked
Ive been to every clique and yearly friends change
I cant help but hope my friend group changes again
I don’t mind being spoken to that way and subsiding
I don’t mind waiting for them
When they wont wait for me
I dont mind
I swear
It just bothers me…
A lot
But I don’t mind
Even when I cant smile in school
And daze out just to feel like
Im not here
And this isn’t my life
I really don’t mind talking to myself
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Kiss the stars that you find
Because one may never come into view again
Hurt while you can
Because there is a lesson from hurting
Dream while you can
Because one day it will be to late
Accomplish while you can
Because you might be left in the dust
Be you while you can
Because you might end up loosing yourself forever
Wonder while you can
Because soon most of the answers will be clear and the fun will be over
Listen while you can
Because one day you will be the speaker
Love while you can
Now while it is innocent and a giddy feeling
Its true meaning could be lost to you
Live life preciously
because one day you will loose it
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I cut my curls to the floor
Each and every time
To start over once again
But since I do it every time
It is now a new routine
Everything happens circles again and again
Nothing is ever new
And history will repeat itself again
And yet again
Its seems so
Because here you are again at my door
My hair has been cut short
again
when you break my heart
again
I will cut it, and it will grow while your gone
When you return it will be long enough to cut
I will have wasted my time
Here waiting for you
And wasted my hair
The curls that once were beautiful and long
Lie on my dresser in neat rows.
One row of hair for every time you’ve broken my heart
And Ive just let you back in
I cant help but feel for you, and this means my hair will never be long again
I will have enough hair to make wigs for every child in the world
With cancer
Or every girl that needs extensions
You kept saying over and over again
Don’t worry
I’m going to leave her
I’ll leave her one day and it will be you and I in that house with our children
But whenever you came over all we did was go straight to the bed
And you’d always ask me what happened to my hair
And why it never grew
You asked about the hair on the desk
And I always said that hair only grows when
You love it and take care of it
And you’d ask me why I didn’t just love and take care of it
Then I’d ask you why you didn’t do it
And you’d look at me funny before grabbing your cigarette for a drag,
and putting your shoes back on
You dusted off my scent and headed back over to your house
Your Gorgeous house
With your wife and kids
For now you are here with me, once at night
Every two or three days
But soon
Soon enough, I know that you will stop coming, and tell me to stay away for
Good when she gets suspicious
I know the rules by heart
Don’t speak to you at work, and don’t text or call
Work
I hate when she comes to work smiling and looking around
I spoke to her once
And you didn’t know
She is kind
but I can’t help it
I still see myself wanting to cut her
Curls one day so she would watch the fall from the ground too
While the light from the window poured in one early sunrise morning
Standing next to bed and across from the dresser under the phone
Where you’ve received that devastating text once again
you instead of me receiving that text message
Two meetings ago you left his watch here
I should personally return it to her someday
I want long curls too
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