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I Am because We Are; a poem by Aloo Denish Obiero

https://mypoeticside.com/show-poem-170046

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Gerald Amadu

FreeWriting

Poem

The poem "the driver on the highway",is symbolic. It protests human being and the social world. As humans,the resolutions we make, impact our social setting. Hence, we should be mindful in decision making. Subsequently,we are the driver in our lives. The directions we control life to take result in our success or failure. Like the car, impact on the highway so our lives have effect on the society.

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shaan

FreeWriting

"Whispers of the Unseen Tapestry"

In realms unseen, where dreams take flight, A tapestry woven with celestial light, Whispers of stars and secrets untold, A symphony of wonders, yet to unfold. Beneath the moon's ethereal glow, Where time stands still, and galaxies flow, Unveiling mysteries, both strange and rare, An enigmatic dance in cosmic air. Ethereal beings, with wings unfurled, Guardians of realms, ancient and surreal, They navigate through dimensions unseen, Where imagination reigns, vibrant and keen. In this realm of bou

"Whispers of the Unseen Tapestry"
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Omar Mustafa

FreeWriting

Nature's Tapestry: A Love Poem

On this resplendent day so bright and fair, The azure sky a canvas for all to share. The sun, a blazing orb, doth bless and bestow, Its warmth and light on all below. The gentle breeze, a zephyr soft and mild, Doth bear the scents of blossoms undefiled. The flora, with colors bright and grand, A tribute to Nature's bounteous hand. The clouds that course and drift above, A tapestry woven by the hand of Love. The heavens bear witness true, To Nature's splendor and her sacred view. And lo, the verd

Nature's Tapestry: A Love Poem
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Arnab

FreeImage

Broken 💔 and bruised original poem

Broken 💔 and bruised original poem

Broken 💔 and bruised original poem
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ReVoice

FreeWriting

The Isolated Porcupine

A poem about little porcupine

The Isolated Porcupine
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

A Lesson in Respect: A Poem for a Disrespectful Child

Respect is a lesson that I must teach It's a lesson that I hope you'll reach It's not something that you can buy or sell It's a lesson that you must learn yourself It's not something that can be taken away It's something that you must learn to stay It's not something that you can ignore It's something that you must learn to explore Respect is a lesson that you must learn It's a lesson that will help you discern It's a lesson that will help you grow It's a lesson that will help you know It's a le

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Fenný Kirei

FreeWriting

Love Poem for Wednesday

You’re the day after Tuesday, before eternity. You’re the day we ran out of tomatoes and used tiny packets of ketchup instead. You are salt, no salt, too much salt, a hangover. You hold the breath of an abandoned cave. Sometimes you surprise me with your aurora borealis and I’ll pull over to watch you; I’ll wait in the dark shivering fields of you. But mostly, not. My students don’t care for you or your lessons from the life of a minor god. Can you hit the high C in our anthem? Can you bench pre

Love Poem for Wednesday
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Guest

FreeWriting

Miss you A poem that describes my feelings of my Mom not being with me

Miss you A poem that describes my feelings of my Mom not being with me

Miss you

A poem that describes my feelings of my Mom not being with me

NaimaZaki

FreeWriting

Love poem in ancient arabic. By me🥰

Love poem

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sahil

FreeWriting

FREEDOM FROM EVERYTHING

This poem basically explains the struggle that I face in my life and how I feel being different from others

FREEDOM FROM EVERYTHING
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Guest

FreeWriting

The Free Captive

My thoughts don’t let me think, The voices in my head although unheard leaves me scared and red. They seem to scream what it is I don’t get. Not for the promises of a lover unmet, Nor for the change of fake friends whose line never seems to come to an end. But for what is what I try to get, The strange words unspelt, I remain a free captive Captivated by my own initiative. I try to run but it’s all in vain Because you can’t run from your own brain. I think I’m free but then my thoughts come agai

The Free Captive

Kubii

FreeWriting

Lullaby

Golden slumbers kiss your eyes, Smiles awake you when you rise; Sleep, pretty wantons, do not cry, And I will sing a lullaby, Rock them, rock them, lullaby …

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Harshadkc

FreeWriting

Down the Road

poem

Down the Road
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Saeed Risalat

FreeWriting

Poem "Mother's Love"

A mother's love is like a rose, So beautiful and pure. It's a love that knows no bounds, And will always endure. A mother's sacrifice is great, She puts her children first. She works so hard to give them all, Her love and all her worth. She wakes up early in the morn, And stays up late at night. She never complains or fusses, Just does what feels right. A mother's love is unconditional, It never fades or dies. It's a love that will always be, A constant in our lives. So here's a poem to all the

Poem "Mother's Love"
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Nonetheless

FreeWriting

ADRIFT

Amidst the shadows, I wander, adrift, A soul in search of a guiding rift. A compass lost in a world unknown, A heart seeking solace, a place to call home. The path before me, shrouded in haze, I stumble through life's intricate maze. Lost in the echoes of whispered fears, Yearning for a light to dry my tears. In the depths of uncertainty, I reside, A puzzle unfinished, a knot hard to untie. A ship on a sea of doubts untamed, Yearning for purpose, to be named. But even in this darkness, a glimmer

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Headed story

FreeWriting

Forgiveness poem

I don't get it, I don't know how to say this, But I am sorry for what happened, I can't go back and change that all, but things were just a bit tight, I ask for your forgiveness and I beg you now, To forgive me now, and end this now.

Forgiveness poem
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Guest

FreeWriting

Reflection poem

The scariest thing I ever had To encounter Wasn't a ghost, or a big scary Monster It was a reflection I saw as I looked in the Mirror The moment I had to face All the dark parts I tried hard to erase Yet as I looked a bit closely At the eyes starring back at me I realized they were still there Untouched and unfazed Waiting for the day To be let out of their cage

DeadBorn

FreeWriting

Thank you

Melody of a broken heart…

Thank you
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mildandred

FreeWriting

Mother Earth

Let us protect Mother Earth from Climate Change

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