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Nkirote

FreeWriting

POEM

This is a poem about a woman, her beauty and stregth.

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Guest

FreeWriting

Chndrayaan3(देखो चंद्रयान आया)

This poem is based on Indian space research achievment.Chandryaan 3 This is the more important historical movement for every Indian . ISRO Indian organisation,

Chndrayaan3(देखो चंद्रयान आया)

Paul

FreeWriting

Valentine's poem

Valentine's gift

Valentine's poem
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Life

Life, oh life, a precious gift From the moment we are born, we lift Our heads to take in new sights And learn from all the wrongs and rights A journey filled with twists and turns And moments that our soul burns Some days are bright and beautiful While others, dark and sorrowful But through it all, we must endure And learn to cherish, love, and be pure For life is fleeting, and time goes fast And we must make each moment last So let us live our lives with purpose And strive for what is truly wor

Life
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Ummu satriya

FreeWriting

Father, my first idol

It is Poem about father. You make father as idol.

Father, my first idol
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Joewoski

FreeWriting

Poem

Interesting poem

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Wolfnitikum

FreeWriting

Pluto

This was inspired by my journey towards self acceptance and love.

Pluto
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Immortal October

FreeWriting

Dry Land

If there was a someone, An island upon which to rest, I'd beach myself so gladly, From this ocean I detest, Be my refuge from the tides, They drag me under often, I wish to wake upon dry land, Marooned at daylight's dawning. If your arms are my salvation, I'll shipwreck this drowning heart, Be glad to wade through waves, To make a brand new start, There has to be a sand bar, Upon which I'll stand and view, Much better things to come, I only pray those things mean you.

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Daisyeye

FreeWriting

Eclipse of Dreams poem

Eclipse of DreamsIn twilight's hush where shadows play, A silver veil gives birth to day, While whispers of the night retreat, Soft echoes of the stars’ heartbeat.The moon, a sentinel so bright, Beckons dreams from depths of night, A dance of light on velvet sky, Where dreams and hope in silence lie.In this serene, ephemeral space, The world finds its tender grace, As dawn’s first blush begins to sweep, A promise in the daylight deep.Yet as the sun ascends its throne, The darkness turns to whisp

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Shukdeb Mazumder

FreeWriting

"A tribute to a true friend" || A poem by Shukdeb Mazumder

Long path, I can belong to you very easily when she is with me holding my hand steadily. Darkness, hark, don't be boastful, you must be defeated soon because she is my companion now, who is the next-door neighbor of moon. In the rain, she is my raincoat, in the winter, blanket, in the den of despair she is my outlet. A true friend of mine she is, my lifemate, lifejacket, invaluable, rich! © Shukdeb | 06-07-2022

"A tribute to a true friend" || A poem by Shukdeb Mazumder
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Nonetheless

FreeWriting

Unknown

In the vast expanse where shadows roam, Lies a realm uncharted, the unknown. Mysteries wrapped in obsidian shroud, Whispering secrets, stories unbowed. A canvas untouched, a blank page to fill, With dreams that dance, a future still. Horizons uncharted, beyond what we see, Beckon us forward, to where we might be. In the embrace of the enigmatic night, Stars weave tales of unspoken light. For in the gaps where knowledge ends, The realm of possibility expands. With every step into the abyss, We em

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Guest

FreeWriting

if it's beautiful

A poem that describes the events of social turmoil but is covered by the darkness of the night.

if it's beautiful

Urban237

FreeWriting

Sweet home

No place like home

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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Grievance

A heavy weight upon my chest, It's like a stone, it won't be pressed. I try to breathe, but it's too much, I'm drowning in this ocean of such. I want to scream, but no sound comes out, I'm trapped inside this silent shout. I want to cry, but no tears will fall, I'm dry and empty, like a desert wall. I want to run, but my legs won't move, I'm stuck here, like a statue in the groove. I want to die, but I'm too afraid, Of what comes next, I'm so afraid. So I sit here, in this dark and cold, With my

Grievance
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Poeticfi

FreeWriting

Doubts

Doubts beat my mind Confusion sets me behind They say love looks beautiful But pain still has me confined They say love crowns Queens and Kings in delight But heartbreak sets mine in a broken Kingdom of doubts and denial And with nobody to hold through the malign Effect of distress and trials The disease of loneliness rejoices For the failure of love continues to inspire. Doubts beat my mind and set my heart Apart in confusion leaving it behind And out of line to be crowned as king in delights.

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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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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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De Johnson

FreeWriting

New Month

July, oh July, a month so bright and fair, With sun-kissed days and gentle summer air. The world is lush, with greens and blues abounding, And every sight and sound is so astounding. The birds sing sweetly, in the trees and skies, Their melodies a joy to all our eyes. The flowers bloom, in fields and gardens too, Their vibrant hues a feast for me and you. The warm sun shines, with all its radiant might, And fills our hearts with pure and endless light. The days are long, and full of endless fun,

New Month
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Bad government

A government so bad, their eyes cannot see The pain and suffering of the oppressed beneath A desolation of choice, a dwindling democracy A heart so dark and filled with greed A corrupted ruling class, with no remorse Equality and justice, nothing but force The outcry of the people is falling on deaf ears As lives are hampered by their wicked cares Unyielding to progress, a world of despair Eliminating thoughts of hope, no chance to dare A continuous cycle of the same despair Nothing changes, the

Bad government
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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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