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"The All-Seeing Deity: A Divine Ode"

In the realm unseen, a vigilant eye, A deity above, watching you and I. With tender care, our steps observed, Guiding us, when life's paths unnerved. A presence divine, encompassing all, Heeding our whispers, both big and small. Through darkest nights and brightest days, His guiding light forever ablaze. A merciful gaze, upon hearts burdened, Love's embrace, in moments uncertain. With grace bestowed, our worries allayed, In His embrace, solace is conveyed. Oh, divine observer, majestic and wise,

Rupi Kaur: The Poet Who Transformed Pain into Power

Rupi Kaur’s poetry is a testament to the transformative power of art. Through her words, she has turned personal pain into a source of strength and inspiration for millions. Her debut collection, Milk and Honey , explores themes of love, loss, trauma, and healing, resonating with readers around the world. Kaur’s work is deeply personal yet universally relatable. She draws from her own experiences as a woman of color, an immigrant, and a survivor of trauma, creating poetry that speaks to the hear

Lukman Nurudeen Poem

Barbarities and Cross-fertilization Peace and war are not relatable Evil for war, good for peace So, forbid evil and wrongful transgression. Edify people that war is unpalatable Spread peace, a service to folks, Prove humanity is a single nation. Strive to advocate peace, so imperturbable Peacemakers do ably restrain all barbarities Ever to uphold peace — their mission. © Lukman Nurudeen Adeniyi

Nigeria my pride

Nigeria is renowned for its diversity, with a mix of cultures, religions, and traditions that make up its people. Despite facing various challenges, such as poverty and corruption, Nigerians are known for their strength and resilience. They have a vibrant energy and an unbreakable spirit, which allows them to overcome obstacles and strive for a better future. This combination of diversity, and strength makes Nigeria a unique and dynamic country with great potential for growth and success.

The Poet Laureate of Hope: Amanda Gorman's Inspiring Words for a New Era!

Witness the extraordinary talent and powerful voice of Amanda Gorman, a celebrated American poet and activist who has captivated the world with her eloquent and thought-provoking verse. From her historic performance at the presidential inauguration to her numerous acclaimed works, Gorman has emerged as a significant literary figure, using her poetry to address themes of hope, unity, justice, and the future. Her ability to weave together personal reflection with broader social commentary has reso

The Poet's Realm

An amazing poem from an anonymous poet. Do you like the poem bellow?

Who Is EXCLA!MED - His inspiration, views & Sexual Orientation

Get to know who EXCLA!MED is, his inspiration and aspirations. And an angle view on his hidden sexuality. You won't believe

Rain filled with tears 😢

In the pouring rain, tears streaming down, Silent screams echo without a sound. From the depths of your being, a cry released, A wound unseen, pain never ceased. When your heart plummets, heavy and low, I understand your storm, the tempest's blow. I know your melody, your soul's refrain, Though your story's secrets may remain. Diverse souls we bear, unique in our frame, Yet intertwined, connected all the same. For in shared experiences, we unite, Embracing the human journey's light.

Happiness is a Choice

Happiness is a choice, A decision we make each day, To embrace the joy within us, And let our worries fade away. It's not found in wealth or power, Or the things that we possess, But in the moments that we treasure, And the people that we bless. It's the laughter of children playing, The warmth of the sun on our skin, It's the love that we give and receive, And the peace that we find within. Happiness is a journey, Not a destination to reach, It's a state of mind and heart, That we can always ch

Haunted Dreams

I had this problem of having nightmares early this year to the extent of not sleeping.I was afraid if sleeping but poetry kept me moving Writting out what and how i felt really helped me alot. Thank you poetry.

POISON TREE

Once upon a time, when all men were equal No rich, no poor No law, no war And they thought they were FREE But, there lived a Poison TREE One bite, denied freedom for all. (c) Alex O'bor, 2020. All rights reserved.

Sad poem

In the shadows of my heart, a melancholy sigh, A poem of sadness, I shall now imply. A tale of sorrow, woven with woe, Where tears cascade, unstoppable flow. Like a fading star, my spirit grows weak, Embracing sadness, with every breath I speak. The weight on my shoulders, heavy with despair, As I wander through life, consumed by care. A broken smile, no solace can it trace, Echoing laughter, now a distant embrace. The world around me, cloaked in shades of gray, A constant reminder of the joys t

Summer breeze

The winter comes, In the disguise of a rainy day. I felt so cold, I can't make you stay. You gave me, a short-time warmth. a love I thought, would stay in my arms.

A Beacon of Hope: Finding Strength in Difficult Times

A ray of hope, a glimmer in the darkness A lighthouse, a source of joy When everything appears to be gone in times of sorrow A ray of hope will never be broken. It represents bravery, strength, and love. Whatever happens, it will never leave us. It serves as a reminder that we can get through this. No matter how hard we work or what we do It demonstrates our resilience and hope that we may find strength in challenging situations. A ray of optimism will never go out of style. It will always be th

The points accounts only when, millions others, follow now and then

Let me spit these rhymes first, before I get, to the points, and topic worst, Then the pick, of your crimes, sicking artist, to rehearse, From the core, sweating pore, swearing shore, with the daily chore, To study, with a buddy, for a lady, to be daddy, and be quite shady, With the quiet passion, tearing nights, with compassion, wearing whites, onto mansion, Gearing diet, with a pension, while hearing, me right from, the pension, Cheating the bloody, diddy tension, to beat the Jade e-invasion,

IF HEAVEN HAD VISITING HOURS

If heaven had visiting hours, I would talk to God like I talk to myself, I want to see him shrug when I tell him I'm losing faith. I want to watch him stay quiet for a while, and say, God? What's on your mind? If heaven had visiting hours, I would take a stroll with Jesus when I feel depressed, I want his hands on my shoulder when I pour out my heart so I can look up in his eyes and say, you feel me right? cause friends are supposed to feel each other. If heaven had visiting hours, I wish we cou

Matters Of The Heart ❤️

This talks about feelings, actions, that affects decisions made by our heart, its also a poem to help motivate. Thanks.

I am your own little poet

No words in a poem could describe you

Can a Poet Write a Book?

can a poet write a book ? A poet is but a root, not the tree itself, For he is the creator, not the fruit that delves. A poet is not the wind, but the movement it bears, Not the air itself, but the breeze that it shares. A poet does not dance, but rhythm he weaves, Not the song itself, but the beat it conceives. A poet cannot write a book, but a world he can build, Not a writer himself, but a creator instilled. A poet does not scream, but whispers he speaks, Calm with things around, yet loud whe

Midnight Battles

027 12:49 AM. It's still vividly written in my mind, how my fingers twitched with pain, how the bitter coffee went down under my throat, how my eyes begged for rest, how my back shouts comfort, and how the lamp is holding on. Those memories during midnight. The memories of persevering to chase the deadlines, the memoir of studying for an upcoming recitation, the crumpled notes with an almost unreadable scribbles, and the pictures witnessed by the four walls of my room, will forever be locked ins