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Rachel Badgley Poem
There's a man in the window
looking in.
If he dreams long enough,
what does he win?
As he looks in upon my dream,
which is nonexistent,
the world is rustling
with peace that's not sent.
We keep it to ourselves,
not sharing,
not caring.
While others are silent
let us say loud and clear,
"Let peace resound
for all to hear!"
The man in the window
is feeble and cold.
Why is he covered in blood,
not new, not old?
He is the man
who plays with the mind.
He seems to be friendly,
and comes off as kind.
The man is the world,
and how it's bound to be,
if we don't work for peace,
and don't want to see.
So, in his wake,
let's give us peace
for all to take.
Let us send a message of peace for all
in hopes to set people free.
Copyright © Rachel Badgley | Year Posted 2006
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Rachel Badgley Poem
My path is already chosen for me,
unfortunately, because of you.
Will ever find you?
Or, if I fail,
will you find me?
Don't point out my naivety,
Don't laugh at my dreams.
Although they may be childish,
those who have not dreams have nothing.
I am waiting for you,
yet you do not come.
Where are you?
I'm not sure if I miss you yet.
Maybe wait a day or two,
or a lifetime.
I'd like to think
that life is a highway,
with exits as escapes
and speed limits.
But my path seems to be
a one way street.
And I am always stuck
in the traffic.
Waiting...
Waiting...
Waiting...
But I've waited long enough.
It's now time to push aside
my naivety
and my child-like dreams...
No, I can't do it.
My heart, once again,
swayed my decision.
I can't even think for myself anymore.
Not since you breezed your way
across my street,
casually,
like a pedestrian
crossing a park.
Like a roadblock,
my life is in a stop,
blocked from any forward movement.
But you never looked back
when I was stuck in the mud.
You just sauntered on your way,
not caring whose life you altered forever.
But I'll tell you one thing my heart can't change...
I will never push aside my dreams for the appeasement of another.
If you don't like it, well then, you can just go on your way,
on your highway of hell, too bad for you,
And don't drag me along.
Copyright © Rachel Badgley | Year Posted 2006
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Rachel Badgley Poem
I look at you,
you look at me,
we look at us, you know,
its not meant to be.
I look at love
and now I see
what once was,
and what's there for me.
And now I find,
I'm living a lie,
something I'll try,
and fail to deny.
I can't see your face
I feel not your eyes,
nor your cold embrace.
My heart is glass,
thin and frail.
Shattering it now
you prepar to bail.
I can't see my hands.
I'm going blind.
You have your life
that you'll go and find.
I can't replace...
What was that you lost?
I'll be reimbursed,
but not without cost.
I find myself
living a lie
waiting for something
that will never go by.
See what you've done?
See what you've caused?
You can't remember
you're just another plause.
A part of my life
that was living a lie.
Something I'll try,
and fail to deny.
Copyright © Rachel Badgley | Year Posted 2006
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