Eimile Nakoma Poems

Mirror mirror...
You aren't fair at all.
Baring reflection
From upon the wall.
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No one heard a sound
When the vase hit the ground
No one saw the fragments
Shattered
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I long for every sweet word
You conceive in your mind
And birth from your lips
To only be mine
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I am wrought by your disdain for me.
Take heed the casted effigy!
Come see the silver statue!
Indeed, partake the preview.
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Could you forgive?
Could you come home?
Could you give
A map and road?
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There was you, then.

Bright eyed, and alive.
Perhaps about ten?
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Times once were sweet with innocence and purity

With longing for fairy tales, more that they were real
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12: 27
These sweet hours of memory
Joining forever gracefully
With my wildest fantasies
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Just as the bloom is to the root
And the wire to the guitar
Just as the field is to the fireflies
And the skies are to the stars
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I'm sorry.
So sorry.

I never meant to run.
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