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THERE IS A PROMISE I MAKE (a poem by LUKMAN NURUDEEN ADENIYI)

THERE IS A PROMISE I MAKE (a poem by LUKMAN NURUDEEN ADENIYI)
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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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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Contentment

Contentment Brings Joy A sweet serenity it brings In the midst of daily tasks Without it, life suffers Contentment gives you strength It touches the very core Leaves you peaceful and whole And open for more Contentment brings joy Peaceful bliss awaits It's found in everyday moments Here we truly do create Contentment renews the soul Sparking joy through and through It's such a special feeling You know only its true

Contentment
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Saint sailor

FreeWriting

In His Life, I'm Not the Female Protagonist

In a world of tales, where each heart's a book, A girl believed, with a hopeful look. That everyone's the lead in their own rhyme, She, too, the star in her own sweet time. Through life's story, she danced with glee, Her spirit waltzing, wild and free. She thought, "I'm the main, the shining one, In the story of life, I'm second to none." But one day, a twist, a plot untold, A love story with edges rough and bold. She glimpsed his eyes, a captivating sight, Yet, in his world, she was out of sigh

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Guest

FreeWriting

MOTHER

Poem - MOTHER By - Ansh Pratap Singh (Auradeus)

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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Arnab

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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