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Welcome to the |
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Poetry/Story Page |
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Hey there, welcome to my Poetry/Stories page. This is where you can find some of my finest works, most of them are new. but a majority of them are old. Everyone who reads what I write says that it's really really good. I hope you feel the same way, but remember please do not use anything without my permission. |
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My Window to The World
I look through my window what can I see? I see my mother wandering through the small village; gazing at the carts' wares I see a puppy lost in a hidden alleyway; whimpering for his master I sit on my window sill what can I feel? I feel a light breeze, gradually fading away to nothing but a whisper on my cheek. I feel the spring sun on my face not too hot, not too cool, but the way a spring sun should feel Soon the sun starts to fade on my perfect world and I hear my mother call me down for dinner.
Amanda Jean Kalish (Aug 13 1998) |
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The Rose
So beautiful, so pure that's what it looked like when I received it untouched by harm untouched by everything dangerous but now look as i softly stroke one of the two-toned petals it almost looks damaged yet still beautiful and now look as i tear off one of the petals it now looks incomplete, no longer pure no longer beautiful if you look closely you can see the tears the tears of my bleeding rose
Amanda Jean Kalish (June 29 1998) |
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Porcelain Dreams
Teapots, everywhere from porcelain to shiny brass just like scattered images scattered memories some indefinite like a water-marked china teapot others more clear like the porcelain clown teapot soon all of them become one big blur as you forget them all everything except the important things just like your priceless porcelain teapots and the beautiful porcelain teapots Your priceless porcelain dreams
Amanda Jean Kalish (December 12 1998) |
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Fantasies in the Sky
the sky so beautiful, so clear my eyes looking for you in that sky you are not here next to me but when I close my eyes, the small fantasies begin oh look, there you are but why are you crying my love you're supposed to be happy b/c you will soon be in my arms oh look, there you are again you're smiling my love who are you with? oh look, that's me I'm holding you I'm smiling my eyes suddenly open who is there? oh it's you my true love I smile you kiss me you're mine forever
Amanda Jean Kalish (February 3, 1999) |
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Only You
Only you can make me feel joy and happiness; when I hear youer voice obsolete is sadness.
Only you can fill my heart with a certain tenderness; only you can stop all bad thoughts.
It's only you that banishes all thoughts of hatred and revenge; It's only you that makes sorrow and pain go away.
You always hold me close and I can hear the beating of your heart; and I feel as though I can lay with you forever and have that happiness never go away.
When I think of you and the way you make me feel I feel as though the world around me is gone; when I think about you it's only you and me. nothing else.
When I close my eyes your love devours me and I dream of absolute bliss; I watch and wait until you appear and reward me with a gentle kiss.
When I awake I swear I still feel your arms around me; but turn over and find that it's only me.
Only you can do this to me only you can do this to me.
Amanda Jean Kalish (September 15 1997) |
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