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Dear World

Dear world, 
  
You stirred life 
Up inside my soul simply 
To let go. 
Breath in my lungs you inserted 
And though I flirted with death 
You kept me grounded, surrounded 
By love, laughter, life. But now 
It seems your fleeing. 
 I’m not seeing 
how I belong here anymore. 
The set is different, the scene 
Is changing. Rearranged 
Arrangements., postponed plans, 
Cut ties, loose lies, oh world 
You look so different now. 
You are no longer my 
Playground. You no 
Longer hold the answer, 
Look, my mom has cancer, 
My father you’ve let go. 
You are no longer what I’ve 
Known but for sure what I 
Know is that you don’t want me here 
Any longer, you’ve made it impossible 
To stay. My love ones fade away, and my 
Love? I await the day ill find him. 
Perhaps all things have become a lost 
Cause world. I remember being 
Just a girl and you containing all things 
Simple. How my little sisters dimple 
Would warm my soul, but how that 
Hole has grown cold, her tears have filled 
It in mourning. I miss 
 how the atmosphere was right 
Even in the wrong places, and how 
Out of no way a way could be created, 
But now there really is no way out but death, 
No way out but theft, no 
Way out but debt. 
Did you disguise your true colors? 
Were you corrupt all along?

Copyright © Ashley White | Year Posted 2014



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Imagine My Shame

I wanted to write poetry for you, but 
Knowing you weren’t deserving I refrained. 
And yet as I write I’ve done 
Everything but scribble your name. 
Imagine my shame. 
I strive to fame 
The love we gained 
Through pain 
And strain yet 
You remain 
Callous. 
Imagine my shame. 
Main topic. 
Same conclusion. 
An illusion is our love. 
Confusing how what was 
Once blessed has 
Progressed into nothingness. 
Remembering when your mere 
Hug, mere kiss would incite 
Shivers, how you’d deliver 
an electricity so sick to me 
It’d take my energy. So poetic 
The force, so magnetic 
Of course. Yet Pathetic. 
Like art should have been 
Our love, a mosaic of 
Fireworks, lightening 
Stars, how prosaic, how 
Day to day we’ve become. 
We are one and 2 
We should be 2 as one. 
The lines of my stanza 
Were drawn when my 
Poetry became too beautiful 
To describe you.

Copyright © Ashley White | Year Posted 2014


Book: Shattered Sighs