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Natalie Lekang Poem
Who am I? Behind these words. Digits in a computer network. Scratches on a
piece of paper. These words were never mine. They are torn from my mind. I
don't now if they are mine. DO they reflect me or the reality that I am in, or are they
just images that I have seen in passing. Are they who I am or more a foil to world
outside. I create these words in my mind twisting until they are right. Yet they do
not fit anything that I have seen or remember except for in my dreams. Yet, It feels
like it is more going into my experiances. I write what comes to me, whether it
makes sense or not, helps someone. For my opnion is even if I do not
understand what I am writing someone else might.
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Zip Zap Zoom Zoop
I love these kind of words
their very presence makes me smile
A jump in my heart as these words come forth
as I see the words
splat and boom
gaw and he haw
little words
that have no real purpose but
to remind me that life
is suppose to be fun
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Natalie Lekang Poem
Apples and oranges,
Who would have thought that such unimportant things,
Can stir such a controversy,
Who know people are willing to argue over such simple things,
Well me of course, but I do not count,
I am the the one who says the sky is purple, or green depending on my mood,
That no one catches on makes me smile.
but people get into such arguements on their own with no prodding,
So I see my little deception has no significant diffrence except maybe to make
people think,
Thinking is good,
but so few actually do it,
Spitting out drivel just because it was spoken before,
A long lost talent that sjould be ressurected and brought to the light.
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Natalie Lekang Poem
Numbers,
pain, Pain on you. I hate you.
angles and weights.
As you curve around. Pi
I feel you strangle me.
Trying to find the answer to your riddle.
i pound my head on the calculator.
e=mc^2
F=ma
Take your riddle and be gone.
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I sit here staring at a ring I bought today
A silly ring made of butterflies
It is to tell your mood
The colors are ever varying
but never seem to tell the truth
How can such a ring
be right when the colors say one thing
and my heart another
Which is the real feeling and which is the fake
Maybe I should just give it away
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Natalie Lekang Poem
HE is dead
In some far off place
he died
I knew him for only a few seconds
yet I cry
He is dead
He had a house
He had a fiancee
He is dead
Stopped by a single bullet
He was here now
He is gone
I have no right to mourn
I barely knew him
A passing aquaintance
He died so far away
My brother called him Brother
He died so far away
Away from all he loved
He is dead
And I did not know him
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Natalie Lekang Poem
chatter, chatter
my mind seizes with frustration
mindless sounds running through
Oh, shut up,
babble chatter
not even to me
I can not say be quiet
or go away
blather on
I know you
and yet I do not want to
Your saying you are going away
chatter
come on go
you are driving me insane
my mind goes numb
something about uggs
I want to scream for silence
mutter mumble
go away
leave me be
I just want to be left alone
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Rain falls down
watch it drip as it comes
rushing down to
meet its death on the blacktop
dripping
making life a misery
don't want to go outdoors
I am so warm
sigh
rain falls down
pouring on my head
As I rush to class
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Natalie Lekang Poem
How many letters have i written filled with meaningless emotion.
That none can understand and most time half-forgotten,
They seem like so many dreams that fall to short from glory,
That all I can say,
Is please do not read,
These words have no sense.
Their meaning has been lost in translation.
the sound of the horn is as clear as a bell.
But it music seems not to want to be written.
The confusion I feel flows to this paper.
Leaving heart and soul out,
Without even a whimper.
All is left is my mind which does not understand.
So I buried my pen in the shifting sand,
Buried it deep so none may find the torturious beast,
Within its innocent illusion.
The illusion that is torn away to reveal our pain.
So clear as a bell.
So I hide it away so no one can find it.
Yet it is still there waiting for me,
That horror.
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Okay, Okay, enough with this, I am sick and tired of hearing all this depression. It
is time to cheer up. Strike up the band. We are going to sing a song, (crickets
chirp). What is with you people. Is there no joy to be found in any of your souls.
Now come on and play a game with me, I spy (more crickets). Okay fine wallow
in your self pity. I am going someplace else.
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