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Tori

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When you get grey hairs

When you get old, the way time flies

When you get grey hairs
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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Valiant

016 She's the girl full of glee, Each day she's smiling happily. She gives light to others' days, By her being bubbly. She's the girl full of dreams, In midnight cold she's burning her eyebrow on flame. She works hard to be the best, Even though it's hard she insists. She's the girl who is degraded by society, They say she dreams too big and is greedy. They said that she can't reach her goal, Because she's even lesser than a lump of coal. She's a girl who works with heart and passion, She proved

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Guest

FreeWriting

Zubair Tarar Pakistani Poet

Zubair Tarar is a Pakistani poet and writer live-in Vehari

Zubair Tarar Pakistani Poet

Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Ariel's Tragedy

014 A little mermaid, oblivious of the world's cruelty. Falls in the trap of love with no chance of safety. In a vast and wide sea, A handsome man from a distance you'll see. The little mermaid fall in love at first sight, When she save the man and became his knight. The man returned to land, With Ariel's heart in his hand. The innocent little mermaid Left her humble abode. To chase the man she love, So that his heart, she can have. To the witch she consult Her voice in exchange of her legs are

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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Don't You Ever Love a Poet

015 Don't you ever love a poet for they are a fool. Playing with deep and flowery words to write their unexpressed emotion. They don't have anything to offer. They don't have money nor gigantic castle, They can't give you your desire nor your needs. Really, they are useless. Holding a pen day and night, Conquering things with all their might. Thinking bloody words to write, Setting the candle as the light In this darkness that blocks their sight. During this midnight's cold, A poem is mold. Emot

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Counsellor

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Lighthouse

Poetry

Lighthouse
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Ajiz

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My poetry in Sindhi language

My poetry in Sindhi language
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Ahmadshots

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Rotten roots of a plant

Rotten roots of a plant
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Guest

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Love 💕 poetry

Love poetry

Love 💕 poetry

Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Icarus Reaching for Helios' Hands

013 With these wings, I fled, Escaping from the dark labyrinth. Flapping my hands to stay on the path, Like a tiny little bird who's finally free from its cage. With these wings, I saw Helios. Shinning like a billion embers of candles, Never flickering, forever warm. With amazement, I flapped harder, Feeling the euphoria of reaching you---maybe. Wax thawed, feathers fell, Father's voice echoed. Too late---I'm too late. Dazzled by Helios, trying to reach the unknown, Taking the risk, ended up wit

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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Forbidden

012 I'm a fish with gills, And swimming is my skill. You're a bird with wings, With the air you do your thing. I'm always looking up at you, While you look down at me. No matter how hard I try to reach, I can't and end up hurt. I'll die if I go with you, Because I can't breathe above. You'll drown if you go with me, Because water is your weakness. No matter how hard we try, We can't be together and just end up hurting each other. For our love is forbidden. The love that shouldn't happen in the f

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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Unconditional

011 You and I against the rules, the boundary of what is ethical. We are souls searching for comfort, found it, but was wrong. A mark has drawn, society deems it immoral and the world would never accept. An incongruent vessel, a mistake to be shown, and a blunder to speak. But We are not a mistake, our feelings are valid, and we too, are human. Loving one another was a blessing, even though society saw it wrong, even though the world was against. We may have the same sides, We may not look like

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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

The View From The Summit

010 Did you see that mountain's peak? It's so high and so hard to climb. I'm always behind its shadows and I'm so sick. But I am just me, So ordinary, I'm not strong. So I will not be able to climb that mountain peak. Did you see that high summit? I wonder how far my feet can take me there. But I'm just me, So mediocre, Far from strong. So I will not be able to step unto that summit. So I will just hide in its shadows, Never be able to see that sun ahead. I will just bury my self in my sorrows,

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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Counterclockwise

009 We were only a kid once, 'cuz when we grew up, time will never move backward. It'll continue to flow without a care and consideration. We will grow old, a phenomena we can't escape, and we'll eventually bid goodbye to our childhoods. Hourglass can't turn back time, even though you flip it multiple times. It'll never look back, it'll never stop. Our childhood is temporary, but our growth is permanent, and our time passes. We were only a kid once for there's no formula that shows how to turn b

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Zizi

FreeWriting

Love

Love is a four letter word, But it involves two worlds. Tim and Sarah are head over heels in love. Or so she thought.... But they don’t understand each other’s world. Tim always does what he wants. But he restricts Sarah from doing what she loves. What the heck are you doing Sarah!!! You are meant to be at my beck and call tim’s Punch line. Sarah does as Tim ask because she feels she is in love she knows.... This love is one sided. She reminds herself everyday that Love is not a bed of roses....

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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

At The Piano

008 Let our fingers dance. For now, let's cover ouselves with ignorance, For this too will end later Like a piano performance on the theater. Glide your fingers on the keys, Go and create perfect harmonies. Let your fingers dance on the piano. Let the music travels on the patio. Ease your mind and feel the piece's message. Play with your heart and unviel the mirage. May you hear my 'I love you' Hidden at this piano performance with you. At the piano I play, Hoping you understand what I relay. Th

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Soni

FreeWriting

Poetry

A home away from home.                        On a brilliant chariot Driven by Heavenly messengers, Stacked with divine rapture, quietly thumped on my lawn entryway Composition of Elysium presented individually Empyrean drifted Immaculate welkin came to meet me, toward the beginning of the day hours Calling out to me floundering and mishandling I inquired, "Is it my turn today"? With a heavenly quiet, HE gestured Bang of a windowpane birched against it I staggered, anguished I felt and with esca

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Ajay kumar verma

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Where is poetry ?

Poetry is everywhere....

Where is poetry ?
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Thebeezybee

FreeWriting

THE GIRL CHILD

I am a seed, Planted in this soil called life. In me lies fruits, Fruits that will last for generations to come. Fruits that can either be a daughter or a son, a woman or a man, a mother or a father, a sister or a brother, a wife or a husband. Nurture me, Do not torture me, Prune me, Do not hewn me, Love me, Do not hate me, Give me wings to fly high like a bird for I am the girl child. @thebeezybee

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Mr ashu

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1. Snowball By Shel Silverstein

I made myself a snowball As perfect as could be. I thought I'd keep it as a pet And let it sleep with me. I made it some pajamas And a pillow for its head. Then last night it ran away, But first it wet the bed.

1. Snowball By Shel Silverstein
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