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Elannia Lake Poems
Khmer Rouge Regime
Kampuchea,1975 Not too long ago The Khmer Rouge Regime arose All the intellectual, religious, and foreigners fell
Come child sleep Sleep easy Welcome the darkness Let it devour your heart
She sat alone, this child White as a ghost, pale as the moon at midnight Her eyes are cold, this child She frightens others, staring without a smile
I sit and stare Stare in fear Fear of falling into sleep Sleep leads to nightmares
Car Crash In Reverse
Walls of white surround Constant beeping is the only sound Can’t move, I cry out in pain Then they sedate me again
Ode To My Pen
In my hand you sit You whisper thoughts in my ear “Write about love, Hate,
Inside the Box
We all try to explain But something’s always standing in the way Semantics One person thinks one way
I am from a century I wish to escape Justin Bieber, One Direction, and YOLO swag Where if you are intelligent, you’re strange But cool if your pants sag
Love is a deep purple Smells of roses freshly cut The taste is sweet and it melts on the tongue Sounds similar to wedding bells
A butterfly sits on my wrist It reminds me much of the past All the things that I’ve pushed through And am trying to get past
My battery is running low My limbs are made of lead All my limbs feel heavy And my mind isn’t ready
Mirrors and Ana
She said 'break the mirror' The thing that told her lies She wants to see it shatter As all it's misleading words die.
Hope is yellow, bright like the sun Just one small ray can break through the darkness It smells like perfume, that penetrates the filth Tastes like sugar
Loneliness has no color, it is only a pit A dark endless pit of despair When left by everyone you love You are likely to find yourself there
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Khmer Rouge Regime
Not too long ago
The Khmer Rouge Regime arose
All the intellectual, religious, and foreigners fell
Do you wear glasses?
Are you educated?
Do you follow a religion?
Are you anything other than Cambodian?
If yes, you would be dead
For four years this occurred
Because Saloth Sar despised education, and anything foreign
A building, once a highschool
Now the Tuol Sleng Genocide Museum
Prisoners kept inside
Could not drink water
Unless the guard permitted it
They were forced to do gruesome things
And if they...