Stephanie's Poems

Tears of Joy

Loung is the name.
A daughter of Cambodia that remembers
A little girl full with both, tears and joy
Still looking back at:
Children in colorful T-shirts and shorts
And French bread with iced coffee

Also, still remembering the times when…
Her Ma being complimented on all the time.
Her height, slender build, and porcelain white skin.
And her Pa saying to her…
“You are really a diamond in the rough.”

But now.
She is not thinking back.
But instead, thinking of the present
Thinking of the love ones those are alive.
Love you all.

Smile

After a long weekend.
Monday morning came.
I woke up from my warm, cozy bed.
Feeling the cold weather.
Thinking of today.
I smiled.

After a long ride
I finally arrived at school.
Seeing my friends.
Walking up to 4th floor
It Felt like I’ve walked miles and miles.
I finally got to 4th floor.
I smiled.

After a long day
Walking through the caf and into the snack
The cookie satisfied me
And I smiled

“They will kill us all”

The horror and threaten of my life
Cambodia was where it took place.
This place, coming to an end
Where no one could survive
“They will kill us all”

The sight of murder and threat
The smell of rotten, dead bodies
The taste of foods in a long time
The sound of guns and bombs.
And The feeling of loneliness.

Fire of hate for the Khmer Rouge
Searching for new memories
And replacing the old.
This was how Loung felt.
Anger and depression