Mzhang0309's Poems

Here's the list of poems submitted by mzhang0309  —  There are currently 14 poems total — keep up the great work!

hues

Red. The color of passion. Red is often associated with love, a feeling so great it cannot be described. Love the science which could never truly be explained, as the poets say. Love is your chest feeling so full it’s on the verge of bursting. It is...

by meg

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i dont not want to live

I don’t not want to live
In other words I want to live
Not like this in a concrete cage
I want to experience life
At every turn and direction and age
For every smile and tear and strife
I want to stand on the back of a bike
And scream in the rain...

by meg

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joyful little beings

As I sit here observing, late at night, when all the souls are sleeping, I see the fairies come out to play.
The twinkling, dancing, laughing fairies.
Colors of all kind, intertwining in the branches of the evergreen.
They look like joyful little...

by meg

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it's ending?

Why does it feel like the world is ending?
My lungs cannot breathe. They feel shallow and full at the same time.
My head feels full but hollow all at the once.
Why is the world ending?
It doesn’t make sense.
My life is ending because I don’t...

by meg

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winter II

The night falls
The moon swells
To embrace me
With her beautiful terrifying darkness
I lay in a bed of soft white fragments
Alone looking up at the clouds
As the snow blankets the sound of my thoughts
And the peace drowns...

by meg

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winter

And as I stood there in the chaos of the snow, I fell in love with winter.
I fell in love with the way the cold clung to my skin and how the loneliness of the white night fell.
I didn’t want to love it, the bleak cruel ice.
I was addicted,...

by meg

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alive for her

I wonder if I’ll ever find a love so epic. Like the sun loves the grass. I wonder if they’ll grace me like how the wind brushes against the trees. A gentle love. One meant for healing.
When I think of her, flowers come to mind. The big bursting...

by meg

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photograph

Life feels so fast.
Slow, but fast-moving.
Like it’s rushing past me in a hurry.
I often want my life to speed up, to get out of this period.
Other times I would do anything to stay in a moment for eternity.
I feel like I'm in a never ending...

by meg

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the light

There was once a girl. So full of life, so eager and curious. She was known as the center of the family, the bright light. But not only was she a bundle of joy. She had always had an ability to feel emotions deeply. Hers, yours, her family’s, her...

by meg

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water

When you think about it, water is almost an exact comparison to life. Water can be salt, like the kind of tears that can change a person.
It can be fresh, like the crisp breath of satisfaction.
People yearn for that freshness. They thrive off the...

by meg

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frustration

I think its called disgust, or struggling, whatever this feeling is
Sitting in this dust, not knowing what anything is
My head is full, my throat full
Of sand, of dust, of all the scratchy things in life
My brain slipping
My hair snipping
My...

by meg

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warm colors

When I close my eyes, I immediately see yours staring back at me.
Warm and brown and not unordinary, yet I could get lost in them as if directions nor time had never even tried to exist.
I see the dark circles that reside right under them, the...

by meg

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psithurism

Psithurism - the sound of wind through the...

by meg

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falling from grace

Entering the world with a booming birth
A sparking jolt of a heart full of expectations
A sizzling dazzle of a dance on the eyes
But the jolt was too strong or perhaps the world just couldn’t take it, and it tipped
The star tipped, it tripped...

by meg

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