Aimee Rozen

Rookie - 0 Points (6/16/88 / Denver)

Aimee Rozen Poems

1. You Were Right There 5/18/2007
2. Disney Endings 5/18/2007
3. Forget It 5/18/2007
4. This Time Around 5/18/2007
5. Things I'Ll Never Say 5/18/2007
6. You Will Forget Me 5/18/2007
7. Faded Dreams 5/18/2007
8. Today Is Yesterday's Tomorrow 5/18/2007
9. Losing Myself 5/18/2007
10. Defining Myself 5/18/2007
11. Unbearable Realization 5/18/2007
12. Misled 5/22/2007
13. The Things You Say I Am 5/23/2007
14. She Won'T Cry 5/23/2007
15. Where Are You Now? 9/7/2007
16. My Sonnet 9/7/2007
17. Then You Wake 10/2/2007
18. Trip To Moab... Again 10/15/2007
19. Things Just Aren'T The Same 4/15/2007
20. A Poem About What It Is To Be A Poem 4/15/2007
21. Children's Eyes 4/15/2007
22. Taken 4/15/2007
23. 'Bye George 4/15/2007
24. Look At Me For Me 4/15/2007
25. Everyone Has Their Vice 4/15/2007
26. When Forever Ends 1/23/2008
27. Love Is... 1/23/2008
28. I Miss Your Kiss 1/23/2008
29. The Truth Behind My Eyes 1/23/2008
30. Who Am I? I Am Hatred 1/23/2008
31. Mortality For Superman 2/10/2008
32. Pointless 2/24/2008
33. All Of Me 2/28/2008
34. Living Again 3/5/2008
35. What Wasn'T There 3/16/2008
36. Beneath You 4/15/2007
37. Tonight, You Are Mine 4/15/2007
38. Sleep Well 11/26/2007
39. I Wish I Could Blame You 1/23/2008
40. Scifi 3/16/2008
Best Poem of Aimee Rozen

The Nobodies Written By Eduardo Galeano

Fleas dream of buying themselves a dog, and nobodies dream
of escaping poverty: that one magical day good luck will
suddenly rain down on them- will rain down in buckets. But
good luck doesn't even fall in a fine drizzle, no matter
how hard the nobodies summon it, even if their left hand is
tickling, or if they begin the new day with their right foot, or
start the new year with a change of brooms.
The nobodies: nobody's children, owners of nothing. The
nobodies: the no ones, the nobodied, running like rabbits,
dying through life, screwed every which way.
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Beneath You

Why did you leave me,
didn't I make you happy?
didn't I make you feel special?
Or, was it that your void was not filled?
That I was not good enough.
You made me feel;
didn't you see that?
And yet, you continued to walk away.

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