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Mulimba

FreeWriting

Marriage or Obligation

Often in Africa, or in many parts of the world People don't marry because they are actually prepared, But because the circumstances led them to do it as if it were something better in the world. Was it marriage or an obligation? Since people are already united! Getting married because the parents made it or because there are no conditions for survival, In an insecure environment, full of uncertainties about the future That forces someone to choose the path of marriage to stop the influence of in

Marriage or Obligation
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Rosheen Shoaib

FreeWriting

Poem: Freedom

Freedom Lonely as wind, soft as clouds I am alone in this world Waiting for someone to accompany me But no one is coming Everybody is selfish and emotionless Now I am tired And the wait is over The doors of my heart have been closed Now I want to be free Fly in the air like birds Free from all the worries Wandering here and there No grudge, no hate Only peace and freedom The only thing that I want Is to be free, free, and free! Written By : Rosheen Shoaib

Poem:  Freedom
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Opoku Lexicon

FreeWriting

Belinda

Superstar's Rhymes for his love, The Goddess of Beauty

Belinda
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Trapped in Helplessness

A feeling of powerlessness, A sense of being trapped, The weight of the world on your shoulders, And no way to adapt. You try to break free, But the chains are too strong, You scream for help, But no one comes along. Lost in a sea of despair, With no hope in sight, You struggle and fight, But it's a losing fight. Helplessness consumes you, It's all that you know, And in the end, you realize, You're never letting go.

Trapped in Helplessness
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Stephen

FreeWriting

Eternal melodies🌹

In the garden of dreams, where roses bloom, Under moonlit skies, love's sweet perfume. Whispers of stardust dance on gentle breeze, Two hearts entwined, love's eternal keys.

Eternal melodies🌹
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Joewoski

FreeWriting

Poem

Everyone knew you are You were so bright from childhood Everyone knew you would make it big So happy to hear that you got your first Job in such an amazing company Profile looks so good too All the best for this journey so new You have the right determination, Confidence and will to excel in Whatever you will do, Keep the right spirit in the start Success will be yours forever All the best to you!

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Victorious pen ✍️

FreeWriting

I Am A Poet

A poet with victorious inkn

I Am A Poet
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Dzejnieks

FreeWriting

Beauty

This is the 2nd Poem I have ever written. Same age as I wrote 'Life As A Poet.' So I'd have been 13 or 14 when I wrote this.

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Sophia1

FreeWriting

`Tonight

Used by permission of W.W. Norton & Company, Inc. Source: Call Me Ishmael Tonight:

`Tonight
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Ferdinand

FreeWriting

MELLOW DEATH

Sweet melancholy of stunning face by my crib. The Silent sound of my death rattle. I hike facets. In resplendent apparel of grace. Listening to the dark choir of the night. As the Nightingale plays the lullaby. The night of the dark moment. Whispering in the ear of every head. Do not mourn my demise! On a segue to a beautiful land. Seek solace in your storm. I live in death. I am not dead! I live daily In tranquility in one big Sauna. I bid goodbyel. © Ferdinand

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Guest

FreeWriting

Title: "In Loving Memory of My Father: A Tribute Poem"

This heartfelt poem reflects on the loss of a beloved father. It speaks to the enduring love and cherished memories left behind by the departed dad. The poem emphasizes how the father's guidance, wisdom, and love continue to live on in the heart of the grieving individual. Despite the pain of the loss, there is a sense of comfort in the idea that the father's presence remains, providing strength and guidance for the future.

Title: "In Loving Memory of My Father: A Tribute Poem"

De Johnson

FreeWriting

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

Happiness is a Choice
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Faraz Ali

FreeImage

This poem to dedicate for All mothers in the world.

A mother's love, so pure and true, Guides us through all we do. With arms that comfort, and words that heal, Her love and grace, forever we'll feel

This poem to dedicate for All mothers in the world.
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Singh

FreeWriting

The bear and the two friends

Story

The bear and the two friends
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Mornin' Prayer

A time of peace, a time of grace To start the day with God's embrace A time to talk, a time to pray A time to thank Him for the day A time to seek, a time to learn To ask for strength for what we yearn A time to hope, a time to trust To seek His will and do what must A time to love, a time to care To share His love and show we're there A time to give, a time to share To show His grace and show we care A time to rise, a time to start To open up our humble heart A time to seek, a time to find The

Mornin' Prayer
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Zedd92

FreeWriting

POEM

Human Life is so Ephemeral,... Every man should live Life to the Fullest, doing the right thing.

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Ayatullah Umar

FreeWriting

Crushed Can on the Football Field

I'm a crushed can on the pitch drunk up empty What day it is? maybe half sunny half rainy What stadium this is? I can never tell The teams that clashed I may never know Maybe Barcelona versus Liverpool Or Manchester United versus Chelsea Each assumption leads farther from the truth The player that drank me might have been one... Probably a player from the losing team Though lifeless I could hear him quake within. I may be just a crushed can on this football field But every creature has it's own

Crushed Can on the Football Field
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Guest

FreeWriting

MOTHER

Poem - MOTHER By - Ansh Pratap Singh (Auradeus)

Angle Write

FreeWriting

Think of Me

Remember me as a pen in your hand— You hold so I can stand, You guide me so I can walk; Persistent in letters and talk. Think of me as a tree— I grow as I stay with thee, To bear much fruit for you and me, I'll be still and be so merry. Imagine me as a bed— Lie in me if you're tired, A good sleep is all you need In you I'm perfectly suited. Meditate me as a waterfall— Consistently flowing but peaceful, Much relaxing and so cool, A company with you so meaningful.

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De Johnson

FreeWriting

WEALTH

Wealth brings many more toys, It's beauty masks all its joys, It stains with infinite spoils, But soon reveals its hidden toils. Without abundance it may not be found, The cost of its pleasure is profound, Wealth can define who we are, Contentment rarely is the star. Not just a matter of ownership, But a sensible system of precision, With right use of wealth comes great reward, But what's earned may easily be ignored. Don't let wealth define your life, Make sure it doesn't take its strife, Cheri

WEALTH
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