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As I Stare Through the Glass Window

As i stare through my glass window,
I see your face; sun-kissed,
Your eyes match the sunrise that i admire so much.
All is still.
A silent breeze disturbs the movement,
As the sun says goodbye for the day.

Again I see your face,
All is clear now,
What I am looking at,
A vast reflection of what i used to be.
I was like the the sunrise,
People couldn't wait until I was " Up in the sky,"
But now they treat me like the sunset,
As beautiful as i am in the sky,
They can't wait until i drift down (out of sight).

                                    
                                                                            Jonesy 2016 ©

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The Night My Nightingale Flew Away

It was a gloomy night, 
I remember it now like it was yesterday, 
No stars shone for they were out of sight, 
Quiet on her perch she swayed.

She always sang to me the sweetest tunes, 
As a reward for reading her one of her favorite stories,
Who knew this would have been the last time that I would have seen her underneath the moon,
Where she has gone will always be an unsolved mystery.

I soon learnt how to move on,
Both for her and for me,
Even though in my sorrows , pains and griefs,
I know that my little nightingale is free.


                             Jonesy 2016 ©

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Flowers

I don't usually grow under harsh conditions,
It takes a while for my seed to sprout.
But he was a gentleman
And he watered me everyday.
He believed in my growth
Although he himself did not know how to grow.

I don't usually grow under harsh conditions,
But in this cruel world I'm beginning to sprout,
Gentle this creature was
He made sure he  gave me sun every day
For he wanted me to grow.

I don't usually grow under harsh conditions,
But today I finally sprout.
I'm glad I can now sustain him
Now it is my turn to believe in him
He can finally enjoy my fragrance and the beauty in my petals.
I can now help you to grow too
Just like you have shown me.

We don't usually grow under harsh conditions,
But I'm here now
Bobbing my head, dancing to the wind.
Showing you that with patience anything is possible.
Let me show you how to grow under these harsh conditions.

Jonesy 2022

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Old Soul

I feel like I've lived this life before,
Avoiding the mistakes i used to make in scores
This time feels different though
I have never chosen this path I'm sure. 
The things that i thought would excite me;
They just seem so petty
Material things are cool but have you ever been at peace?
You see I think I've been here at least twice
I contemplate so much in my life
People my age are much younger than me
Somedays i stare at the stars and envy the sea.
I seem to crave the things that don't exist no more
I guess this is what it means to have an old soul.


Segirah Jones (C)

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Overthinker

I made another mistake today
I just don't know what to say
I swore i was going to be better than yesterday
I beat myself down as I keep telling myself pessimistic thinking isn't the way.

Forgive me Lord, I mutter
These negative thoughts form in clutters
What if I just suck, What if it doesn't work out
Somedays I just want to go to the ocean; Scream and Shout

I was told I am an overthinker
Turns out I am just overly anxious about life 
I get overwhelmed, Life overstimulates me 
And my thoughts have a field day with it

Sometimes words are my enemies
How dare they control my thoughts 
But when it comes time to say how i feel to others, they disappear
Words are making me anxious

Maybe it isnt Words
Maybe its demons parading as my inner sobateur 
The ones that cause self doubt and insecurities?
Or maybe its the demons that cause me to withdraw from society?

All of them make me anxious
Wondering what kind of woman I will be 
What I would do, and who would still be in my life by then
I wonder what life will be like.

Anxious or overthinker
Maybe itss two different demons in one
And both exist in me
As I just sat here and overthought my anxiety.


Jonesy 2022