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Best Poems Written by Chey Lar

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I Still Listen For the Music

People passed by me
like currents in the ocean 
some came
some left
and I watched.
(I like to do that
Try to make sense of the disorder)

I couldn't get your attention
partly because you were lost
in that book
(It was Cather in the Rye
I still remember)
but mostly because 
I am not the type of person
who can go up to strangers.

I wish I would have.
I think you deserved to know
that strangers thought of you like that. 

Your hair was no color 
like sand is no color and
your hands were the perfect
piano playing hands.

At one point you paused to type
into your laptop and 
suddenly 
I had piano music in my head.
I felt delirious for a moment 
but then you stopped 
writing and looked 
to nowhere and I think
you heard it too.

You made me feel something
but it wasn't happiness
or love.
(I've never believed in love at first sight anyway)

The best way I can explain
is by telling you to
imagine a time 
when you were worried
and the anxiety 
ate you
and the you found out 
suddenly
that everything was fine.
That feeling of relief.
You gave that to me. 

Then the library was closing 
and I couldn't get to you.
You were so peaceful
and beautiful.
Before it ever really began
you were gone.

But I still listen for the music.

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Best Friend

I remember the day you were born
like it was just last week.
You grabbed my littlest finger
with your tiny hand
and I've never felt more immediate love
in my entire life. 

You are goofy and like to pull my hair.
You call me your best friend
and sometimes share your favorite
crackers with me. 
You make me want to become
someone that you can look up to. 

You help me have fun
and forget my worries. 
You showed me that children can 
in fact
teach grown ups more than 
we can teach children.

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I Can Do It Again

I was weak and tired
and I couldn't get up
but I did anyway.
My shaking, frail arms
my feeble, weak knees
they are what got me through.
I can do it again 
and again if I need to.