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Words into Swords

January 1, 2016 Thanh Nguyen Tu

I wrote these bunch of words called ‘poems’ during my moments of ‘escaping reality’ or ‘wallowing in my core’.  The first six poems are haikus and the last one is a free verse.

Fall

a loose leaf drifting
destined to fall to the ground
it's like me to you


Oui , Amour

night and fear we hush
into you I slowly crush
dear, no need to rush


She

dainty red rose bud
a whiff of her tempting scent
on my core's engraved


Cradle

mom put me to sleep
sing me a sweet lullaby
here on my cold grave


Unbreakable

you treated me rough
I have had enough
And I will stay tough


Eternity

A withered white rose
din of dripping bitter tears
Her life’s journey ceased


Late Night Blues #1

It's a quarter after two
my head is filled with thoughts of you
and I can't sleep
this feeling I can no longer keep

been staring at and waiting
for my phone to ring
your deep voice and infectious laughter, linger in my ears.
but now these simple things bring tears

Your sweet nothings quickly wane
And filled me with pain
been trying to keep you off my mind
and leave treasured moments behind

from the past, I tried to run away
but memories of you in my heart still stay
How can I ever let you go,
When I’ve learned to love you so?

Author: Lala

In Writing and Poetry Tags writing, Poetry
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