I know I kind of suck at writing poems, but I’d figure it’s better to post something up than not posting at all haha.
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This one is for a special girl who left UBC to go to England 🙁
To honour a beautiful friendship.
A bubbly girl with a colourful dress,
Her lovely soul filled the open air with optimism,
Her smile gave people vitality,
Her magic brought away distress,
her personality was like a story filled with romanticism,
So sweet and modest.
Her smiley face made me feel comfortable,
She brought a whole new view to our reality.
She would reassure me,
And take away my insecurities.
She was so luminous,
So amable,
So Unbreakable,
So determined to fulfill her goals.
But as the fall approached,
She left me to reminisce.
Oh,
A room dominated by pictures,
A collection of life bites,
of meaningful secrets,
of warm adventures,
of comfortable hugs,
of Us.
Memories of a summer full of joy,
laughs that will never be forgotten,
Oh,
You are gone and I’m left with nothing to enjoy,
Without you it’s not the same and you’ll remain unforgotten.
A weird poem… this just came up to me…
A primrose.
Remember those seeds we planted?
They have grown into a splendid primrose,
Her petals are silky, roseate,
Full of a long lost passion.
Her stem so elegant and long,
Exactly how we expected her to be.
Memories of her,
Us,
And I’m haunted.
Your presence is felt everywhere,
Part of you is still with her,
Sadness is spread across the field,
Covered by a layer of dimness,
The home where she resides.
But she is sparkling,
Leaving a chance for hope.
Wondering is all I do,
When will you return to admire her beauty?
I am wishing upon her ,
For your return,
And her perennial miracle.
Make this eternal wish true,
And our past will be appreciated,
And of my Future I will be more grateful.
The once dim field will turn green,
The plants will encircle her stem,
Highlighting her gentle presence,
And colouring it with lights.
Then, she’ll inspire gratefulness,
The one we should have for our lives.
After all, She is a primrose.