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A Simple Fruit

As a man walks towards the apple orchard 
In search of something to brighten his day
He spots the most perfect apple fallen from a tree
A castaway from the other juicy fruits 
Suspended from their home

He picks up the apple and observes
The glint of the Sun's reflection on the red surface
And, he believes, he has found the very thing he needed
To brighten his day

He decides to be unselfish
To feed this apple to someone in need
To feed this apple to a poor man

But the world isn't always as bright as it seems
For you see
He himself was the poor man

Copyright © Emily Young | Year Posted 2018



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A Yellow Lemon Peel

When life gives you lemons
You're supposed to make lemonade
However,
My lemonade always tastes too watery
So I squeeze and squeeze the lemons
I wring them out until there's nothing left
Except for the yellow peel
Taunting me with it's "happy" color
I take a sip,
And cringe
Because now,
It is too sour

Copyright © Emily Young | Year Posted 2018

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I Am a Star

A very common question asked by people everywhere is 
What is love? 
I can't say that I'm qualified to answer such a complicated mess of words and feelings 
And yet still I wonder 
Is it my fault that he makes me feel like the luckiest girl in the world? 
Even beyond our pathetic little planet, more like the entire galaxy 
Where I sit amongst the stars 
And he tells me that I am a star 
That I shine as bright as all the millions and millions of stars combined 
That I am the light of his life 
Is it really my fault, that he reaches in and pulls me out of the depths of darkness? 
He then proceeds to jump with me into the deep blue 
Where we dance with the fishes 
Smiling for decades and laughing louder than a thousand drumbeats 
Enveloped only by water and peacefulness 
Is it my fault that when I talk to him, butterflies seem to flap frantically around my stomach 
And my cheeks redden with each passing second of being so much as near him 
I too ask myself, what is love? 
But how do I determine the difference 
Between real love 
And just a high school crush?

Copyright © Emily Young | Year Posted 2018

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All Thanks To You

Can you see me now?
With all the strength you gave me?
After all the hurt?

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A Bird's Journey

Picture love like a bird 
An elegant, colorful bird  
That starts by flapping it's wings 
Ever so slightly 
And it leaps off of a branch where it was perched 
Waiting for the right moment 
To take a chance 
This chance, specifically 
Called love 

The bird flies smoothly through the air 
The wind carrying it's small, fragile body like a child 
Carrying her doll around 
An additional limb to her arm 

The wind stops suddenly 
And the bird loses it's balance 
It plummets to the cold, unforgiving rocky terrain below 
Where a time period filled with solely obscurity awaits 
The only thing the bird feels in the darkness
Is the rain pouring down from it's eyes 

The bird perseveres 
It struggles against all odds 
It deflects every bullet and comet that attempts to puncture it's heart 
It battles every ruthless word that tries to shatter it's soul 
It defeats every cruel thing that comes its way 

The bird regains feelings in it's wings 
It's elegant, colorful wings 
It leaps out of the shadows, into the light 
And soars higher than the sun, moon, and every star

Copyright © Emily Young | Year Posted 2018



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Wilting Flower

A purple flower
Always falling and drooping
Soon ready to bloom

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My Unbreakable Heart

My heart was only made of glass
When you held it in your hands
But as soon as you let go
It was a strong, unbreakable 
Diamond

Copyright © Emily Young | Year Posted 2018

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Sadness and a Question

Why does the sadness always return 
An annoying voice in my head
Always telling me that I'm not good enough and never will be
Always telling me that I'm just another ant living in the ant-hill
No one will notice if I'm gone
No one will care

And I always let the sadness fill me with an ocean of tears
I always give in to the pain, the hurt
I always let it twist my organs into knots that can't be untied

Why aren't I strong enough to stop this monster I call my emotions?
Why do I always let it get to me?
Why can't I control my own fears, my own thoughts, my own body?
Why can't I control myself?

And as the sadness racks my brain for any possible sign of happiness
Trying to destroy it
I continue to ask myself;
Why?

But
As you may have guessed
The sadness never let's me answer
My own question

Copyright © Emily Young | Year Posted 2018

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I Want Love

I want love
To help me find the light switch
When I'm in a dark room
I want love
To show me the door
When I can't find it on my own
I want love
To point out the Sun
When I'm too blind to see it
I want love
To prove to me that my heart is still beating
When I feel like it's not
I want love
To show me there is still the possibility 
Of butterflies in my stomach
When I feel like there's not enough room
For them to flutter their wings
I want love 
To show me what happiness looks like
In a world where I can only see sadness
I want love
I want love

Copyright © Emily Young | Year Posted 2018

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Never Enough Time

When will we find the time to appreciate
The flowers that bloom when the Sun shines bright
The stars that light up the sky at night
The children who run around laughing while flying their kites
The blue of the sky that never leaves your sight
When will we find the time
When all of it is wasted on ridiculous things
Such as wars, and guns, instead of the lady who sings
We focus on fulfilling the gruesome wishes of kings
When we could study the art of angels and their wings
When will we find the time
Maybe once all this nonsense comes to an end
When we realize that we should find people to befriend
When we decide to soak in serenity on weekends
Oh, when will we find the time...

Copyright © Emily Young | Year Posted 2018

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