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If I become a famous poet,
I won't be remembered.
[But you will be]
I won't be remembered.
[But you will be]
Literature
i survived.
i am from a yellow slide in my backyard.
i am from fresh-brewed iced tea
and monday night tv.
i am from the strawberry-place.
i am from the pink and green cushions
the yellow high-heeled shoe
i remember sitting on so many nights.
i'm from six-dollar lunches,
and the shack next to the river,
from paths in the woods and
a marathon down my street.
i'm from knuckle smacks with a ruler
and notebooks full of doodles,
from my brother's tests taped to the fridge.
i'm from
Literature
Self Righteous Suicide
Self Righteous Suicide:
We're sleeping,
In a cold world,
That has long denied the light.
We isolate,
Each other,
As we walk alone at night.
We plot,
Unholy vengeance,
As we dream of endless death,
We hate,
Our reflections,
As we choke away our breath.
We sleep,
And suffer,
Tormented by our dreams.
Alone,
And frightened,
None shall hear our screams.
So sick,
So vengeful,
A taste that is sickly sweet...
Let me end,
This life,
For hope I shall not meet...
"Why should we alone cry, when angels deserve to die?"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 24th February 2012
Literature
Selfish
I have no right to cry...
When a disabled 18-year-old boy with the mentality of a six year old doesn't ever shed a tear about the struggles that await him each and every day
I have no right to complain over a delayed meal...
When an ashamed mother desperately searches the streets for food to feed her two young children
I have no right to complain over schoolwork...
When a little girl's family cannot afford to give her basic schooling and the opportunities it provides
I have no right to complain over being bored...
When a father works three jobs and attends night courses to barely pay his mortgage on time
I have no right to be sel
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This is excellent. I love the little whisper at the end. It's a simple poem with a simple point- but it's a deep one. I like this.
This is excellent. I love the little whisper at the end. It's a simple poem with a simple point- but it's a deep one. I like this.