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Carry Me On

A poem that conveys not only words but also the true scenes that happens behind every painful yet silent love story, Carry Me On is one of poems that speaks for a lover and declares a question in mind, why the hope? Read and enjoy. _drichthepoet

Speak to me

Speak to me, my love, with words that flow Like a gentle stream, soft and slow Tell me of your hopes and dreams, Of all the things that make you gleam Speak to me, my love, and pour out your heart Let the words you say be a work of art Let them be a beacon of light, Guiding us through the darkest night So speak to me, my love, and let your voice be clear For it is the sound that I hold dear It is the sound that brings me peace, The sound that brings me to my knees Speak to me, my love, and let y

DON'T BLAME ME

Don't blame me for being mean Don't blame for loosing my manners Don't blame me for being wicked Don't blame me,if am not a good giver anymore. Don't blame me ,if my heart is hardened. Don't blame me, if i no longer care about you. Don't blame me ,if i no longer share bonds with you. Don't blame me , if i no longer share bonds with you. Don't blame me, if i no longer respond to you the way i used to cos you caused it ,cos you know i was loyal like a servant who serves the royalties but you took

Title: Reflection of Me

Summary: "Reflection of Me" is a poem that dives deep into the concept of self-reflection and introspection. It highlights the significance of looking within oneself and understanding our perception of the world around us. The poem discusses how the mirror serves as a gateway to self-awareness and helps us discover our true identity.

Cash App Won't Let Me Add Cash: Troubleshooting and Solutions

This article explores the potential reasons why Cash App Won't Let Me Add Cash behind this problem and offers troubleshooting steps and solutions to help users get past the roadblock.

My love for Scrabble

My love for Scrabble is like a fire burning bright, A passion that flares up with every letter placed just right. With every word I form, my excitement starts to soar, As I outsmart my opponents and add to my score. The thrill of finding words that others cannot see, Is like a treasure hunt, a victory. The tiles, they call to me, like gems upon a board, Each one a puzzle to be solved, a challenge to be adored. With every game I play, my love for Scrabble grows, A love that knows no bounds, a lov

The broken me

When you feel love be ready to suffer, be ready to feel pain

Get Free Music Therapy For Mental Health

It is no surprise that music can affect your feelings, habits, and thoughts. Music therapy for mental health You can easily understand the power of music to change moods and even motivate action if you’ve ever been moved to tears by a moving live performance or pumped up when listening to your favorite fast-paced rock anthem.

Give me a big hug !!!

A simple hug softens our hearts; welcomes us and makes life more bearable. A hug is a way of sharing joys as well as the sad moments that come our way. It is just a way of saying to our friends that we love them and that we care about each other because hugs were made to give to those who we love. A hug is an amazing action. It is the perfect way to show the love we feel When we don’t get the right word. It is wonderful because just a hug given with lots of love, makes feel good to who we give i

My Simple Goal That Helps Me to Accumulate Bitcoin

The name of the game is to accumulate as much bitcoin as you possibly can. Not only is it a better way to save your wealth; into something that isn't depreciating. But it is also appreciating at an average rate of at least 200% per year. If bitcoin reaches that heights that many believe it will; than anyone holding a solid amount of it will become rich. It can be life-changing for anyone who is able to accumulate a decent amount of it, and that is exactly what has happened for me. But with all of that said, bitcoin is still expensive. Yes, you can buy a very small portion of bitcoin and continue to accumulate bitcoin.

The man in me

A poem out of inspiration to finding the man I am.

Please help me annotate this essay. highlight main idea, supporting sentences, vocabularies

Please help me annotate this essay. highlight main idea, supporting sentences, vocabularies, opinions or reactions, samples etc. Once It's Gone, It's Gone by Julia Casey 1 I'm a normal high school kid—that is, I like listening to music. Until about a year ago, I always liked listening to it loud. Loud enough that it filled up my head and pulsed through my body, so the boundary between me and the music disappeared. I've listened to countless hours of music—vibrant music pouring into my ears from

" Why can't you forget me? "

" Is it hard for you to forget someone? " My friend asked suddenly. Sighs and look at the clear skies. " Just like that clear blue skies, that someone is everywhere. " I replied and lay on the  grass while cold air touches my tanned skin. "Oh? I see. That explains why I'm still here. "

You, Me, I (a letter)

A regretful fellow bloating out emotions in realization of his undying love for his ex, he’s been trying to get back to. This was the one of the letters he sent to her SETTING: Old school

****KISS ME IN THE RAIN****

Basking heart breaks

Love is for a fool like me

Love is what keeps me as a fool

Lets Me not Be Ashame

I am not perfect But I strife to work on my defect. Like a mother hen, I protect my crown From peering eyes, praying I fall down. Their cheering are mere adulation They gaze not for admiration But for disappointment I see eyes filled with resentment Like an ant, I work diligently. Knowing, they are working tirelessly, To steal my crown and erase my name. Dear Lord, let me not be ashame. Ears earnestly waiting for my fall, Dear Lord, your name I call. They are plotting to steal my crown And see

Stupidity is ME

Why do I end up being the stupid? Being hurt and left without nothing

A fool like me

This poem speaks about my struggle for love, I am being treated as a fool, being mislead to being love but in the end I was not love at all

This is the life of me

I was born to cry, suffer and die, not to see happiness or to feel joy