poetry by Zerayn D.
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Release: Climbing Above the Past
time has flee,ruins are all I can see,reminders of anguish and tearsthe memory no longer steersthe past has been put to bedin all certainly buried my feet on the ground,renavigating this land,a bush once lush, now withering,roses of the past,… Continue reading
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Raindrops, Green Leaves, and Sparkling Crystals
Heard, the rain came,Sounds of pitter-patter frameNot on the roof, but on the trees.The leaves danced and swayed at ease Raindrops tickling their every side,drizzling their waxy surface besideDroplets settled, but slid awaySome shining crystals left to stay,Mirroring the garden’s… Continue reading
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To the Sword of my Tongue, an apostrophe
how majestic are you,dearly loved black pencilwith this dark dust I scribethe deep desires that arisefrom the fountain of mine life it is with your very strokethat gets my silence brokeand your countless bendsthere, my stillness ends oh dear black… Continue reading
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We are The Tribe
Hey there! This poem is a little shout-out to my colleagues who are starting a new chapter in their teaching journey. While they might not be with the same group of folks they’ve become really comfortable with, I hope they’ll… Continue reading
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Selling tickets to freedom
One ticket for One change I will sell cheap plane tickets to my village for the purpose of building a better life. My village is known for goldmining. While small-scale mining has kept us afloat, contributing to the country’s gold… Continue reading
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