Autobiography
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Neel
Smart, Kind, Thoughtful, and Shy
Brother of Dhara and Yesh, Son of Jeegnesh and Shilpa
Maybe I’ll
pretend
like my life’s been
interesting;
pretend
like I had an interesting
start
and now am searching
for an interesting
end.
Maybe I’ll
pretend
Blinding lights like an operation room.
I curl myself in the booster seat,
Woven polyester straps pulled to the sides.
Muffled roars of arriving flights make for difficult napping.
Anger
At those who would steal my stuff. (Hi Jazzlyn)
Anger
At those who would try to manipulate. (Hi Bishop)
Anger
At all who tease. (Curse your memories)
Joy
You're complaining beause he hurt you and she's barely there.
I'm sustaining.
He's in prison and she wants me, just not with her there.
Looking for a high in the form of a substance.
Damn, I can't stand you.All the crap that you caused, all the crap still to come, I can't stand through.Thicker than bamboo.But now they starting to see through your lies, and you know I'm just preying that they catch you,
A Poet
Mikaila Mack
3.3.12
I write because
I want to be a Poet.
I want to be the spot of fertile soil
That you seek out
To write, is to express one’s self through words rather than actions.To write, is to speak out loud without really speaking.To write, is to release… everything.
World!
It is I, the by-standing life form you still haven’t noticed; a modestly self-absorbed mixture of carbon, air and water.
If I scream, will you notice me?
Words are made difficult to speak
Without a voice by which to hear them
Similarly, my keys confirm
The thought expressed on the screen.
By the stroke of a key.
It is by the stroke of a key
It all started in the beginning.
Creating this perfect world, that has no ending!
A magnificent place with many dreams
More than what anyone has seen
Before You
There was another
Seed that was sewn
Oh, the poor child
Whose sex was unknown
A boy or a girl
Time wouldn’t tell
According to gospel
I’m going to hell
I do not know exactly who I amI guess I am lost between E.E. Cummings and Steven KingI am existing solely between the words I do not understandUnderstanding the words I do not know
