Louisa Rogers Poems

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1.
Bullying. No Wait, Scratch That. Abuse.

Bullying.

You're called lots of names,
Love doesn't feel the same.
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2.
A Politicians War.

For months they fought,
With bombs and guns,
To win the greatest war.
Forwards they ran,
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3.
Is And/&, And Or &?

And.
A word, a symbol.
A word & a symbol?
Not sure really -
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4.
The True Friends.

Throughout our lives we find different friends; good, best, close and true.
Happiness is shared with them all but it's when I'm in a crisis that I know who the true ones are.
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5.
Short Story: That's Not What I Said.

Started to write this just generally but completed it for a short story competition at college.

She walks past the mirror and catches a glimpse of what the world is about to see. She turns, cringes and wonders why the pristine crystal glass hasn’t yet cracked at the sight of her imperfections. To the visible eye, there are none, just the pain that seems to haunt every corner of her face. She does not see what they see. She sees harsh, painful, unfair memories etched into the delicate, young face that stares back at her. He does too. He tries not to let it show but she knows it. She knows him. There is pity in his harshly reflected bottle-green eyes that he cannot hide. He says he still loves her; says he never stopped. But with her self-confidence now lower than the bowels of hell, nothing he says will reassure her it is still the truth. How can he love such damaged goods?
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6.
To The Soldiers.

From our hearts we thank,
The ones we've lost in wars gone by.
And those who are still fighting,
And laying down their lives.
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7.
The Unwanted Broken Damn.

When I try to think about things, I usually get a blank screen staring back at me.
But when I'm trying to block everything out, memories come flooding back like water through a broken damn.
There's only one way to perminantly shut the world out but I haven't got there quite yet.
I just need to stop the memories so I can stop the pain running through my blood like poison.
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8.
Craving To Live.

This needs editing I know but here's the first draft...>


I don't know how and I don't know why,
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9.
Toddler's Football?

I wrote this when I was sat in a local park of mine and saw a lot of what is described in this poem.
Enjoy:
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10.
Bad Dreams.

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