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My Poems

Jaed Le Raep

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Distance 11-20-08.
Sweetly he whispers into my ear "Te quiero",
Sweetly he looks at me and sheds a tear.
Sweetly he presses his lips on mine,
Sweetly I smile as glowing as the moon's shine.

Sweetly I look into his eyes,
Sweetly I wonder our future lives.
Sweetly I run my hand through his hair,
Sweetly he smiles and once again sheds a tear.

Sweetly he cries tears of happiness,
Sweetly I hold him close close whisper sweet nothings.
Sweetly he lays his head on my lap,
Sweetly I play with his ear and give it a tap.

Sweetly we lay down at night,
And whisper to each other "Meet me in my dreams tonight".
Distance.. hurts.
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Sleep
Ever sweet,
Ever humble,
Like a flower,
In the wind.

Ever gentle,
Ever peaceful,
Like a leaf swaying freely.

Sleep,
So gentle and mild,
At day and at night.

Peaceful and free,
Dreadful and mean,
Asleep and yet so free.

Thoughts of sorrow,
Thoughts of joy,
Nostalgic memories,
When you were a child.

Where hopes and dreams come alive,
The realm in which your deepest fear lies.

Sleep..
Ever sweet,
Ever humble,
Ever Dreadful,
Ever so..
Undisturbed.
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Dreams
Dreams at night,
And at day.
Dreams of sorrow,
And pain.

Dreams at dusk,
And at dawn,
Dreams of ducks,
And swans.

Are our lives just a dream?
Or even a nightmare?
One you wish to wake up,
One where you knew all the answers.

One that you ruled,
And not that rules you.
Every thought,
Every fright.

That you sought,
And thought you might,
Every sound in the night,
That you wake up to in fright.

Every storm in the day,
Even when you just want to play.

Our dreams are just lies,
Waiting with all its might.
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What...
What do you do when you've lost the one you loved?
What do you do when your emotions get the best of you?
What do you do when the one you are with moves on?
What do you do?

Nothing! simply because you cannot,
Love is just a feeling for the weak of heart,
An emotion that gets you nowhere,
An emotion filled with temporary happiness,
But endless grief when it all ends.

I simply ask...
What do you do?
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This was meant to be a poem, but now I've decided to make it into a blog entry. Its said, love has no color. Its said, love has no bounds. If so, why is it that everyday, someone in this world has to be affected by the way they were born? As if it were a curse they dealt with day in and day out. Today, I suffered a great loss in my life. All because of the values of another. Values, that many people in this world are brought up in.

Its said that because of the civil laws of today, racism is no longer tolerated publicly. But what happens when in intrudes into the personal lives of others? What happens when it reaches and plants its roots in such a personal realm such as love?

I sit here , thinking and crying, thinking about the values brought up in others. I don't believe anyone else's values are wrong, but when it affects someone else's life to such an extent, there has to be a line. When it crosses reaches and grabs you with all its negative afflictions, what do you do then?

Sometimes I wish race didn't matter to others. I mean seriously, why should a person have to suffer in life simply because they were born African America? Or Asain, or Middle Eastern, or even American? For all you racist people out there, I hope you have fun while rolling in your disgusting pile of ignorance. And simply because of your ignorance now someone else is made to pay.

Everyone, have a good night. And please, just take these words to heart and try to think about how your values affects the life of others.
 
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