Narshrah Hazri

Nov 2014

Sweet Serendipity

You're the home I'll always come back to

People often use the term "home is where the heart is" as reference that home is a literal place. That you can touch it, feel it, live in it and it's physically there. But I just can't seem to wrap my mind around that. Because my heart belongs to a home that isn't there in a physical sense. My home is the way you say my name and draw circles on my lower back. My home is built and structured in between your arms and in the crook of your neck. I've never felt more at home then when we are skin to skin and I want to pull you even closer. No my home is not a building, my home is you and that's where my heart will always be.

this is a rough draft, sorry

#love #heart #home #you

Nov 2014

Natalie Hart

Two Seats Away

the boy with scars and pain rubbed in his palms
the boy who fought for years and years and struggled inside
the boy who was offbeat and out of touch with his classmates
the boy who just wasn't strong enough to make it
he was there for months and i never noticed
my teacher said his name and i was zoned out and heard nothing
he got up and left the classroom and i saw nothing
he sat two seats away and i never realized
until it was too late.
maybe there were no words i could have said to fix him
maybe there was nothing i could do to change the outcome
but now i sit and that seat two to the left is empty
and i can't help but feel responsible
for my ignorance, my blank face that looked past him
could have been just another knife in his chest
i can picture him walking and seeing me and me not seeing him
and how he must have felt invisible
and i know how i feel that way sometimes
i never wanted to worsen anyone's conditions
but now it is too late.

i wrote this poem about a personal experience i had last year when i lost a classmate. maybe i should have forgotten about it by now but it's still with me and i am still filled with deep remorse every day.

#suicide #sad #depression #pain #death #depressed #loss #ignorance #grief #loneliness

Narshrah Hazri Jul 2014

Blinded

See, if you could bring back the people you love  into your life again using magic spells , would you have done it?
Yes, you are going to get everything, their body and their soul but ask yourself ; 'Do I deserve it?"
No, you don't deserve them, you're betraying them, they are forced to love you and they don't even know it.
That is the most self-centered decision that a person could have done.
You're seeking love from a walking dead.
So I'm asking you again.
If you could bring back the people you love  into your life again using magic spells, would you?
Would you have done it for your own good and be selfish?
No, I wont', because I'd rather be miserable my whole life, feeling empty ,rather than making a deal
with the  devil.

#love #soul #deal

Jul 2014

Ruzica Matic

***

I've been saving my smiles
for stormy skies

for umbrella days
and rainy eyes

for chocolate kisses
and cherry pies

for Turkish delights
and lullabies

for mists and dews
and seagull cries

I've been saving them
for our blue goodbyes

#love #life #smile

Jul 2014

Pea

They Say Poets Are Lazy But I Am Not A Poet; I Am Poetry

I am so young
Yet so strong
Strongly salty
Like the seawater
Strongly lazy
Like the wind

I am dull
As a knife I don't have worth
Even pen can stab but I cannot
I am the seawater; I am the wind
I don't need to explain my worth to you

Every morning I wake up with poetry
On the tip of my tongue
On every clip of my nail
My fallen hair
The dead cells on my bed
My greasy face

I open my eyes with poetry
This heart beats in poetry
These erythrocytes carry poetry
I breathe poetry
I live in poetry
I do not need words
Not all poetries are words
And that's enough