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Zeaglus

FreeWriting

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

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Amaka

FreeWriting

Surrender.

Lights were out, she curled up in bed Against her will, her mind flooded with memories In the quiet night, she could hear her silent cries She shivered and her heart ached The sky was as black as soot, not a ray of sunlight Mixed feelings in an endless loop, like the figure of eight It took bravery to say goodbyes when feelings died. With the passing of time, she was pacified Time was all it took to mend the heart-or what was left of it Muscular yet fragile, like a poorly wired circuit So it was

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Kelvin writes

FreeWriting

My Mother Has A Photo Album In Heaven

My mother doesn't read books, she reads people who read books. like she read my cousin who was pregnant at 16 because she tasted lemon dewdrops in early sunrise and the bittersweet experience of motherhood never left her palm like a written note. my mother could read fever just by placing hands on the forehead of her child, you could say she was the MOM in therMOMeter because my mom never kept us in a room temperature... to say, she didn't want us to get spoilt, she tightened up every corner tha

My Mother Has A Photo Album In Heaven
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Haya Bhatti

FreeWriting

I Like for You to Be Still

I like for you to be still: it is as though you were absent,and you hear me from far away and my voice does not touch you.It seems as though your eyes had flown awayand it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouth. As all things are filled with my soulyou emerge from the things, filled with my soul.You are like my soul, a butterfly of dream,and you are like the word Melancholy. I like for you to be still, and you seem far away.It sounds as though you were lamenting, a butterfly cooing like a dove.

I Like for You to Be Still
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Guest

FreeWriting

"Verse's Embrace: A Journey Through Poetic Wonderland"

"Explore a world of poetic beauty, where words dance and emotions come alive. Discover love, solace, and understanding as you wander through this enchanting realm of verse."

"Verse's Embrace: A Journey Through Poetic Wonderland"

Stephen

FreeWriting

LOVE POETRY ❤️💕🌹

In the twilight's gentle hue, My heart finds solace, only for you. With each beat, a whispered prayer, In love's embrace, we find repair.

LOVE POETRY ❤️💕🌹
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Floxypoem

FreeWriting

Silent longing

a love peom of a girl who cannot express her feeling to the guy she loves

Silent longing
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AUTINE BABI

FreeWriting

Short poem for bird lovers

In skies so wide, the birds take flight, Their feathers painted with dawn's soft light. With melodies sweet, they serenade the day, In nature's orchestra, they proudly play. Their wings of grace, a sight to behold, In every color, a story's told. In trees they nest, in freedom they soar, Birds of wonder, we forever adore. From sparrows humble to eagles grand, In every land, they make their stand. Oh, bird lovers' hearts, forever they'll sing, For in these creatures, such joy they bring.

Short poem for bird lovers
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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Don't You Ever Love a Poet

015 Don't you ever love a poet for they are a fool. Playing with deep and flowery words to write their unexpressed emotion. They don't have anything to offer. They don't have money nor gigantic castle, They can't give you your desire nor your needs. Really, they are useless. Holding a pen day and night, Conquering things with all their might. Thinking bloody words to write, Setting the candle as the light In this darkness that blocks their sight. During this midnight's cold, A poem is mold. Emot

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Ashikem

FreeWriting

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

My love for Scrabble
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wordlessea

FreeWriting

Sunrise

Remember when the sun rises, and how beautiful it was that morning, It started to soar higher, to meet its delightful beginning. But not for us, have you forgotten? the daybreak knows why we parted, and how we ended things between us, It was the ending that got me unsettled. As much as the sun knows most of it, It is aware of my fear and shock, however, I understand myself more deeply, for it doesn’t know how much I want you back. So when the sun greeted the morning with joy, and welcoming it to

Sunrise
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Jo❤️

FreeWriting

Life is funny so is love

It’s actually funny how we got here How we’ve framed our fragile love story into existence And how fast our chapters went by with no trail It’s funny how the aspiration of wanting you Scares the hell out of me And still choose to want you anyways

Life is funny so is love
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Lonely soul

FreeWriting

It is love

Words to express what is love in your heart

It is love
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Saad_Nssiri

FreeWriting

Sad Poetry About Trust Issues

In shadows cast by love's cruel ruse, There dwells a man named Saad, abused. A soul with trust issues, heart askew, His breaking tale I now imbue. Once, he wore a smile so bright, Believed in love, in pure delight. But past betrayals left him scarred, In fractured trust, his heart was marred. In love's sweet dance, he found a flame, A tender heart, an empty name. She vowed devotion, claimed to care, Yet secrets lurked, a heart laid bare. Behind her eyes, deceit took hold, As Saad's suspicions sl

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Ash

FreeWriting

MAGIC STONE

Story About Magic Stone 🤯🤯🤯

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Kuvonakala

FreeWriting

I love you yet I feel more

I love you  yet I feel more. Ever since I laid my eyes on you something change inside my heart. I lost my reasoning, and be impulsive. When you appear I stagnate but  thinking of you I blast in bliss  . When you look at me I fall into a trap, of looking the most enchanting being, hence I shy and look away often. My strength just dissolve in your smile. I become sweet, soft and fluffy. There is something that I feel inside, but it become lost in translation. All I can say is I love you yet I feel

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Shabby_chan

FreeWriting

Soul

if you have ever walked crying in the rain if you have ever screamed with no sound at the top of your lungs if you have ever had a very deep wound with no rushing blood to show if you have ever felt your heart fall within your chest then I know your storm I know your song Even though I may not know your story Our souls though different they are one and the same

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Danoxford

FreeWriting

You Are My Home

Home is not a place but the one we cherish.

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IVY

FreeWriting

Poem "Unyielding vines to me ivy"

Through trials fierce, I've learned to stand, A resolute vine in life's demanding land, With leaves of strength, I faced the storm, My spirit steadfast, forever warm. From humble roots, my journey grew, Embracing challenges, old and new, Through darkest nights, I faced my fears, And watered dreams with heartfelt tears.

Poem "Unyielding vines to me ivy"
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Essie

FreeWriting

MY TRUE LOVE

MY TRUE LOVE To love is to lose To love is to pain and ache If not so tight, you get loose How I miss you pearl How I adore your lips on mine Locked together for pine That spines my chest I dream of us A dream to chase Occasionally I forget My roots of this passion That burns like coal But I never betray my person Sum up my wait, one plus two See through it, believe I Run into my arms, And sum up to three.

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