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Shahid

FreeWriting

The Red Wheelbarrow

BY WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS so much depends upon a red wheel barrow glazed with rain water beside the white chickens

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Acechief

FreeWriting

Wrath in a teacup

Tea, hot or cold, like a woman's wrath will flush through A woman's wrath is a cartel mystery A blend of gravel and wool So cold it burns bridges So hot it freezes passion A woman's wrath is tea An overwhelmed waitress serves the whole place, some passerbys even partaking, but the one who's order it is, just behind her, waiting and weary of being served I have been undone in needing calm and warmth I swore never again, deciding to find by myself But By the river you find them sweet and saucy Ben

Wrath in a teacup
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Victory

A moment of triumph, A feeling of joy, A sense of accomplishment, A prize to enjoy. The hard work and dedication, The sweat and the tears, The long hours and effort, All paid off in the end. The goal was achieved, The dream was won, A victory of the heart, A champion has been born.

Victory
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Opoku Lexicon

FreeWriting

An Advice About Life

A page from a section of The Songs of Lexicon entitled, A Father's Words, which is about a father advising his son.

An Advice About Life
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TOVoM

FreeWriting

HAVEN

Until the clouds cry out all of it's tears, Until the sun is out of its energy and can't give out light, until the moon and stars expire and become extinct. My love for you and our love will never die. As long as you can hear or see me, nothing else matters and it is more than enough reason for me to love you unconditionally. I'm human and can err, yet I would love to believe that with you in my mind and heart error is not part of my language. Even when you're far away from me your love makes me

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mghahr

FreeWriting

A poem about winter

Here's a humorous poem about a grumpy old man who doesn't want to participate in winter activities: Oh Rajab Zamstran, oh grumpy old man, Why do you resist the winter plan? The snow is fallin g, the fire is lit, But you refuse to join in the fun and grit. You scowl and grumble, you shake your head, "I won't play in the snow," you say instead. You cross your arms, you furrow your brow, Like a grouchy cat, you won't let go. But why, dear Rajab, must you be so sour? Winter's joy is worth much more.

A poem about winter
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Faithie

FreeWriting

Nature-inspired poem for you

The poem is a nature-inspired piece that paints a serene and vivid picture of the natural world. It describes a tranquil setting with fields of green, wildflowers, and a crescent moon. The poem conveys a sense of wonder and the beauty of nature, highlighting the connection between nature and human emotions. It also emphasizes themes of love and friendship, creating a tapestry of words that captures the essence of the natural world and its significance in our lives.

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Adrianavit

FreeWriting

The last wolf

Beneath the fading moon's soft glow, The last wolf treads where shadows flow. A sentinel of ages old, In tales of wilderness, its story told. Majestic spirit, fierce and wild, Guardian of the night, undefiled. Legends woven through the trees, Whisper of strength in every breeze. Lone survivor of a primal land, Pawprints etched in the shifting sand. Eyes that hold the secrets deep, In twilight's realm, its vigil to keep. Oh, last wolf, your howl shall fade, But in our hearts, your memory's laid.

The last wolf
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Smartify ™ Poetry Publication

FreeWriting

The Poet's Realm

An amazing poem from an anonymous poet. Do you like the poem bellow?

The Poet's Realm
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Monday blessing

A Monday morning blessing to you, To start the week with a heart of joy. Let peace and love fill your soul, And grant you the strength to find your goal. May you always find comfort in the small things, And the courage to take risks and spread your wings. As you rise today, may your spirit be renewed, So you can take on whatever comes your way with ease. Here's a Monday morning blessing to you, To bring you hope and courage too.

Monday blessing
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Drich The Poet

FreeWriting

I Better Take My Leave

It's a sad story to be left alone in this world despite your effort to be a better person. This poem is full of emotion that I can't just live with.

I Better Take My Leave
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Phollypen

FreeWriting

A Fool's Tale.

Everyone's got a Fool's Tale, it just depends on when it's told.

A Fool's Tale.
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Piks king

FreeWriting

Top three words of love from B.J Habibie .

If you are experiencing romance problems read these words so that your relationship can be repaired again because separation is not the end.

Top three words of love from B.J Habibie .
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Stephen

FreeWriting

I Am With You

In the shadows dark or sunlight's gleam, I am with you, a guiding beam. Through trials faced, you're not alone, I am with you, steadfastly sown. When winds of change start to blow, I am with you, a calming flow. Through stormy seas and skies of blue, I am with you, forever true. In laughter shared and tears that fall, I am with you, through it all. In moments of joy and sorrow's strife, I am with you, your constant life.

I Am With You
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Lil step

FreeWriting

The poem that often reminds me of my sorrow

We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,— This debt we pay to human guile; With torn and bleeding hearts we smile, And mouth with myriad subtleties. Why should the world be over-wise, In counting all our tears and sighs? Nay, let them only see us, while we wear the mask. We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries to thee from tortured souls arise. We sing, but oh the clay is vile Beneath our feet, and long the mile; But let the world dream otherwise, We wear t

The poem that often reminds me of my sorrow
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Tyrandz

FreeWriting

Haunted Dreams

I had this problem of having nightmares early this year to the extent of not sleeping.I was afraid if sleeping but poetry kept me moving Writting out what and how i felt really helped me alot. Thank you poetry.

Haunted Dreams
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Guest

FreeWriting

The Release

I held on tight, with all my might To memories of you and the past But my grasp began to weaken, As the hurt and pain amassed I tried to hold on to the love, That once was pure and true But I came to realize, It was time to let go of you I let go of the anger, The resentment, and the pain I opened up my heart, To let in love once again I let go of the sorrow, And the tears I used to cry I choose to focus on the present, And the future that's yet to fly I released the burden, That I carried all a

Christina Tina

FreeWriting

The promises he made

This is a loss and love poem The poem begins and ends in the usual formal way, however the poem informs as about a someone who made many promises to his lover in line (1-5). Now the lover is left with pain and regrets regarding the promises he made to her in line (6-9) The writter lists the time of the day he left his lover and how he disappeared and the regrets the lover is feeling in line (10-15).The poet uses the formal language of official notification in listing several nonsensical condition for tenancy, however the writter informs us that even though the love is left alone but she doesn't lose hope that he will return home and meet the promises he made to her in line (16-17)

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Okhai_aruna

FreeWriting

Underwater

Everything went dark before my eyes I tried to take my last breath But my lungs filled with water That seems to be the end The last thing I remembered Was how I slowly sank to the bottom of the pool And passed out A sinking mermaid What a stupid situation I just wanted attention Because my parents ignored me since childhood

Underwater
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Lil pelz

FreeWriting

Life

Life To me life do not have an exact definition And at the same time life is not balanced Some are rich, some are poor, some are dead, some are alive, some can eat, some can not eat, some have food, some do not have food, some have a job, some do not have a job, some are black some are white, some are wicked some are Good, some are Christian's some are Muslims. If life is balanced everybody must be equal If you are rich, then I must also be a rich boy But if life is balanced life will not be int

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