Fayeleesa Shropshire Poems

Afzal Shauq! ! If someone ask me who that was a hour ago, I wouldn’t be able to tell him. Though I’ve read only a few of his poems. I think they’re absolutely beautiful and awesome. The way his words flow together like waves.

I’m only fifteen, so what do I know about poetry? Maybe nothing but still I know that poetry can make all the differences. I mean, poetry has helped me into many ways to count.
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I try to love him.
He could decide what he wants.
My heart is open,
to accept care and love. Try
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Anger equals problems.
Jealousy makes troubled people.
Revenge destroys souls.
Two faces can be the start
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Restless sleep, motion
tired and sleepy dragging
along not wanting
to get up, see another
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Independance is
what I need though I'm deprived
of it and rewards.
Why can't she let me go?
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My mistakes are made.
I can now not take them back.
They are carved in stone.
I wish I could rewind time.
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My grades are something I take pride in. Like a religion I must follow.
They have to stay as high as possible. A's are what I want like a child
asking for ice cream. My GPA is the lightbof my life, the reason for my
hard working persistance. It means everything to me. It's what will
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A friend is a chapter, our friendship is the book with each one of us
writting one chapter at a time. A friend is as comforting as a Teddy bear.
At times you're as mean as a bull. Other times hour walking as if you're
a zombie. A friend is a piece of cake, our friendship is the bakery shop.
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Hurt filled eyes and pain.
Tears, destruction, sorrow
are the enemy.
Run and hide or stand and face.
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Loneliness. Alone,
I sit with nobody with me.
He can not be found.
How I long to be near him,
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