MY SHORT STORIES

All of my poems ( not including the apple poem)

The titles will be in  quotations. Ex( " doll"

"Pretty Flower"

My dear please don't fret,
Your pretty petals will wilt.
Please take your nutrients,
Please accept the sunlight.
It will help you be strong,
Please stay healthy.

My dainty Allium,
Please don't leave my presence.
Fight the annoying mites slowly eating you away,
Let me be your ladybug,
Let me help you.

My flower,
You don't deserve to sag, to die, to wither.
Though you are far away,
I will try my best to make sure your watered,
Please drink dear,
I know you hate water,
but don't do this to yourself.

Please don't wilt,
Your pot will be lonely--
Your ladybug will be lonely.
Stay here for me.
My friend.
I only have you,
My pretty allium.

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"Rest on the clouds"

Please dear come rest.
I know games are fun,
But dear you need to sleep.
Dear come rest on the clouds with me.

Let me wrap my arms around you,
To help you feel secure,
To make sure you won't fall off my cloud,
To help you stay with me.

Please love,
Join me for a bit,
I need you to find my cloud nine.
My dear please relax your eyes,
Take a break from your world to join me in mine,

I missed you friend,
In this lonesome isle.
I thank you for returning,
And not leave me to this exile

Please stay awhile.
Normally you stay for a short period,
I wish you would stay more.
Dance with me in my own dream,
When we wake up we can do some more.

We can sing and dance in this world,
So child please join me,
Come with me,
To rest on the clouds.
Please come here

Child your thoughts are a dangerous thing.
Try not to listen.
They will only drag you,
Deep down to a black inky well.
Try to fight it.

A bright warrior is trying to help you dear,
Let him,
He is weak love,
Fuel him.
Give him the power to help you.
I can't fuel him alone.

The soldier is you,
But you have made him weak,
You bring him down,
Making him feel powerless.
He can't save you from falling in the well.

Stop dancing near it child,
Give him a break.
Come to me--
Come to us,
Let us save you.
Stop dancing near the well.
Please just come here.

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"Fine."

For I,
Me.
I am fine,
You are in no need to worry.

I am breathing you see,
No need to worry.
I am fine.
My lungs are filled with the surrounding air,
I am breathing.

You don't need to worry.
I am fine.
I'm not bleeding.
My skin is unmarked.
There is no pain,
For me at least.

My dear don't worry for me,
Worry for yourself,
Your friends.
Not me.
I am Fine.
Don't make me repeat.

You need to leave,
You're annoying me.
I am fine.
Leave me alone.
Mind yourself,
Just leave me be.

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"I Waited."

In front of me,
You lay.
I waited for you here.
And you arrive.
Cold, Gone.

Walking on The Path.
The rough, scarred bark--
Waiting on the trees.
Patiently.
Like how I waited For you.

In front of me You lay.
Cold. Decaying.
Your eyes showing their last emotion,
To me only.
The Cold, Gone, Decaying look of betrayal.

I followed you here,
To my place-- Our place.
The two pairs of shoe prints,
We had left behind.
Only one leading back.

The red morphing into brown.
The cold look you gave,
To no one else,
But me.
But it doesn't matter,
You are forever gone.
Resting where I had waited.

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"Unable."

To be in love,
Like a little kid.
To gush,
To love.

If only I could gush and love,
I am unable.
For love is something everyone can feel,
But to me it is not real.

I am lonely and cold,
With no one to touch.
I am unable.
My touch,
Yet unable to touch.
Nothing to feel.

I watch you love,
Something I can not.
I watch you feel,
I dread my reveal.
Unable to love.
You see I am gone.
For me there is nothing to feel

Alone in my self pity.
I'm glad you don't see me,
For I am unable to touch,
To love.

Yet for you,
I feel,
I touch and feel.
For you, who can't see me,
For you.
I am Real.

Because of you,
I am able.
For something that doesn't exist.
For you,
I am Able.

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"Our Body."

My body,
Your body--
Our body.

The body is our body,
Ours,
Our body.

I love my body,
I praise your body--
I admire our body.

Your body is My body,
My body is Your body--
Our body.

I love my body,
I praise your body--
I admire our body.

I own my body,
You own your body--
We Own our body.

I insult my body,
I envy your body--
We hate our body.

I want modifications,
You want difference--
We don't want our bodies.

But how cruel,
For our bodies--
Our beautiful bodies.

They work hard,
Our bodies--
For us of course.

So I love my body,
She's precious--
My body.

So love your body,
Its you--
Your body.

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"Art "rules"."

Why is colouring in different directions bad?
I thought art was art,
It's your own piece.
Is your art really your art if told what to do?

Why can't I colour up-down and side-to-side?
If I were to,
it would be considered something a child would make.
So if I listened to what people say,
Is my art really mine?
It's not me doing what I want.
It's the view of others.

So I don't use colours.
I use monotone.
"But with monotones you need to shade right."
If your shading is not pleasing,
It would be considered a kindergartner grade piece.
Is it really your art--
You're being told what to do.

If its my art why is it always--
Don't colour outside the lines,
Don't colour in different directions,
Don't forget to shade it correctly,
Don't leave the background blank.
If its my art--
My creativity coming into play
Then why so many rules?
If it's my art,
Why are there rules?