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Erica M L

About Erica M L

Hello everyone! My name is Erica, I’m a young teen who loves poetry with all her heart. I’m thrilled to share my poems with you, and I hope they are a place of sanctuary for you like they are for me. Life is a crazy thing, and it has thrown more at me than you may think. But in the end, we’re all just people, we’re all just trying to figure out this crazy thing of life. Through my poetry I hope we can all get through this together and stand strong no matter how hard it seems. So welcome to my poetry, welcome to my world. I hope you enjoy my story.

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Poems by Erica M L

I Want To Be
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- Posted on 12/14/19
The Longing For Dreams

in Dream Poems by Teens

I want to be.
I want to be so many things.
I want to take what life brings,

I want to be.
I want to be so many things.
I want to take what life brings,

pinch it up with my fingers and smell the sweet scent of lilac

I want to walk on the edge of a forest
And ponder the ancient mist beyond the trees

I want to be...

I want to be a writer.
I want my words to spin melodies into hundreds of minds
That I will never meet.

And they will know me.

My words will build cathedrals and raise empires
My sentences will rustle the leaves of trees as it rains...
Returning the passion from whence it came.

As a child watches behind a window pane
and reads.
My words.
My refrain.

My words will break walls with thunderous protest
They will steal breath from lips and beat strong in your chest

They will blow like a lonely newspaper in a city alleyway...
and bring the people together anyway.

They will cherish, nurture, rise and decay
slip through cracks in the pavement... grow: find a way.

And I want to destroy their shackles, watch them blow to the wind
whirl into the night sky like starlight on skin.

I want to set them to liberty.
Oh... finally free...
To the starlight they whisper.

I want to be.

And I wish for these dreams.

settle my head on my folded hands and sleep
watching them swirl in a honey jar.

Glittering dust.... each grain is a star
That glows ever so faintly in the velvety night. The summer breeze brings
roses scent in its plight

and the cool waft of ice
and the warm smell of a very old book that was worth it to write.

The jar twinkles in my sight.
I am growing weary watching the dreams softly
curl and swell. Rise and fall like steam...

Faintly... I can almost hear a million voices scream.
And echo right back into me.

I want to be...
I want to seize what living brings to me
A timeless fruit from a forbidden tree
would taste so sweet of melodies.

Yet here I shall be. I softly weep.
Just me... and my quiet jar of dreams.

It glows in the night as I fall asleep
and time takes all I could keep.

I drift away... ever softly sweet.
Roses and pages and icy sheets

voices echo the rafters and don't awaken me...

I want to be.

I wanted to be...
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Dust To Dust
- Published: October 2018
Change And Moving On

in Teen Moving On Love Poems

If your heart was a diamond, perfect and clear,
glittering gleaming like a broken heart's tear,
if lust was coal, dusty and black,
would it make you realize you want to come back?

If your heart was a diamond, perfect and clear,
glittering gleaming like a broken heart's tear,
if lust was coal, dusty and black,
would it make you realize you want to come back?

If music was woven with golden thread
soft... like the locks lay upon your head
I would listen all day... and through the night
I would play it once more to make things right.

For if poems and words were always the truth
and were spun into realities as beautiful as you,
my creation would be worth the time that it takes
and the toll that it makes.

For days are like mountains and years are like hills
and the tears are the rivers that turn all the mills.
Though they bring sadness and though they bring pain,
Has one seen a rainbow without any rain?

Though things cannot last, still nothing can die.
It is a circle broken with only goodbyes.
An echo in silence... a wonder we forgot
the weeping of a willow was all for not.

One less second is no concern of mine,
but one may wonder where goes that time...
You can think it like this, you can think it like that.
Will the thinking bring those moments back?

It has been so long, moments have wasted!
Fruits of love I have never tasted
rot on the grounf but will grow towards the sky!
It is the endless circle broken only with goodbye

Crumbling in my hands, the hopes of a past,
leaving, believing that all this could last.
Soil turns to sand and then sand into dust
and blows away in the wind... something bigger than us.

This greater purpose... this greater end
can be seen in every sunrise, every heart of a friend.
Coal into diamond and diamond to rust.
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust!

So be it if words are spun into lies.
It is all just the circle broken with these goodbyes.
In the end... dreams will come and others will rust
it is ashes to ashes and dust to dust!
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I really liked the metaphors and symbolism woven into this poem, as well as the artful rhyming and flow of the words. Lovely poem to read! I found it to be energetic, almost youthful, but...

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Let It Show
- Published: February 2018
You Are Beautiful The Way You Are!

in Inspirational Poems by Teens

When you look in the mirror do you see what I can see?
Your body and your spirit so unbreakable and free
When I look at every one of you, I hope you know I care.
I hope you know you're beautiful and not a soul on Earth compares.

When you look in the mirror do you see what I can see?
Your body and your spirit so unbreakable and free
When I look at every one of you, I hope you know I care.
I hope you know you're beautiful and not a soul on Earth compares.

All around us in this world we are mocked by our reflections
That only show the things we hate and show our imperfections,
But when you look a little deeper there is so much that you hide
That you don't need to be holding in and bottling up inside.

If you have a passion, let it out. It's been waiting so long to shine.
If you love something, let it show. This is your chance. This is your time.
If you want to be an artist or you want to travel to Spain,
Don't let anything stop you. There is no such thing as shame.

If you dream of being Buddhist or you want to play hockey someday,
Forge ahead and carve a path. Don't let anything stand in your way.
If you want to make world peace or be a therapist or play clarinet
Head right towards your future because you're not finished yet.

If you have something you're hiding, that you cover up in shame,
If you're straight or bi or lesbian or transgender or gay,
There is nothing to be hiding! Show them what they've never seen.
You can do it! Boy or girl or not or somewhere in between.

Because you're beautiful, yes you're beautiful. And that is what I know.
You are unique and you are loved, and it is time to let it show.
You are wonderful and beautiful and infinitely so much more.
Love is love! It doesn't matter what gender your heart is beating for

Your dream is out there waiting, and so many people want to help.
You can achieve it if you really believe it and if you believe in yourself.
P-R-I-D-E spells pride. I have pride in you and that's something I know.

You have so many wonderful things inside!
It's time to let them show!
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Erica, I read all your poems and think you are an amazing poet. You are destined for very great things. You are an extremely talented young writer, and there will be no stopping you as you...

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The Reason Why
- Published: December 2017
Poem About How Hard It Is To Move On

in Teen Missing You Poems

The first snow of the year falls around me.
I stare out my window. It never fails to astound me

How each flake is different. None are the same.

The first snow of the year falls around me.
I stare out my window. It never fails to astound me

How each flake is different. None are the same.
None try to be like others, just stay how they came.

And the frozen rain falls from the sky with no sound,
Gently drifting to rest and to sleep on the ground.

A cool white blanket hides the scars of the earth,
Covering the ground in a winter's rebirth.

And I wonder, is this beauty what you see every day?
This peaceful wonder that you overlook and say,

"This happens around me. So I walk away."
This is the beauty you overlook every day.

Outside, snow is falling. A beautiful white.
Pressing my face to the window. A beautiful sight.

All around me is beauty. But inside me is pain,
So I watch the snow falling. The frozen rain.

The surface untouched by small children's shoes.
They watch in astonishment from their window views.

Heavy flakes fall from a calming grey sky.
I'm hurting, so the sky continues to cry.

I still miss you. I miss you every day that goes by,
Knowing that I am the reason why.

So I watch the snow fall...hiding what I'm regretting.
I'm sick of remembering what you are forgetting.

I still miss you. I miss you every day that goes by,
Knowing that I am the reason why.

I still love you. I'll love you till the day I die,
Knowing that I am the reason why.
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You're welcome. It's really sad when someone dear becomes a stranger in two minutes. It's a nice poem that was greatly expressed.

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There Was One More Thing
- Published: December 2017
Wanting A Second Chance

in Teen Moving On Love Poems

If there was one more thing I could tell you,
I'd tell you that you saved my life.
I'd tell you that you are my savior.
In the darkness you are my light.

If there was one more thing I could tell you,
I'd tell you that you saved my life.
I'd tell you that you are my savior.
In the darkness you are my light.

If there was one more thing I could thank you for,
It would be how strong I have become.
I would thank you for the strength you gave
That helped me overcome.

If there was one more thing I could see again,
It would be your smile I can't replace.
I would want to see you come home again.
Never another tear to cross your face.

If there was one thing I could wish of you,
I would wish for you to come home.
I wish that once you would notice me,
Wish you don't leave me here alone.

If there was one more thing I could have from you,
It would be a moment. A second. A glance.
All I ever wanted from you was you.
All I ever wanted was a chance.

If there was one more thing I could ask you,
I'd ask if you would have cared.
If you could see, would you have cared about me
If you had known I was there?

If there was one more thing I'd want from you
It would be a memory to save
So when you're gone I could still hold on,
So I could still be brave.

If there was one more thing I could tell you,
I'd tell you I've loved you all along.
I've been here for you. I'll wait for you.

I'm going to miss you
When you're gone.

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Erica M L
3 years ago

Thank you for reading my poem! Please comment and leave your stories! My poems are always open for discussion! Thank you! <3

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Erica M L
3 years ago

I am so touched and honored that my poem was selected poem of the week! A huge thanks to all readers. I hope that this poem can be dedicated to the horrible tragedy of the school shooting. Please share your stories and feel free to share my poem. We can all stand together, United, no matter where we are from or who we are. I never imagined that my writing could make a difference until now. Yours can too. My poem and everything else is open for discussion, just comment your story below, and it will make a difference. Thank you to everyone once again, this means so much to me and I am so incredibly honored to share some inspiration with everyone out there. -Erica

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Erica M L
3 years ago

Hi everybody! I noticed that my poem, "The Reason Why," just reached 50 shares! Yay! A huge thank you to everybody out there who shared my poem. It means so much to me! Please comment and share your stories! Thank you so much for reading! -Erica

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3 years ago

Hey, everybody! I just noticed my poem, "United," reached 50 shares! Wow! Thank you everybody for reading my poem! It means so much to me! Please comment and share your stories! Thank you so much!

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Erica M L
3 years ago

Hello everybody! I am the author of this poem, and I just noticed that we reached 50 shares! Wow! I would like to thank everybody out there who shared my poem. It means a lot to me! Especially because this is my first time ever sharing a poem. Thank you for caring and thank you for reading! -Erica

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Erica M L

About Erica M L

Poems by Erica M L

I Want To Be

Dust To Dust

Let It Show

The Reason Why

There Was One More Thing

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