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poème d'une mère à son fils

Mon cher fils, mon petit amour, Depuis que tu es né, mon cœur s'est rempli de bonheur, Tu es la plus belle a choisi que j'ai jamais connu, Et chaque jour, mon amour pour toi continue de croître. Je me souviens de ton premier sourire, Et de tes premiers pas timides, De ton rire enfantin et de tes yeux pétillants, Tu es ma plus belle réussite, mon enfant. Tu as grandi si vite, mais pour moi, Tu seras toujours mon bébé, mon trésor, Et même si tu voles de tes propres ailes maintenant, Je serai toujo

poème d'une mère à son fils

DapoVibez

FreeWriting

AGEING and LIFE

How growing has been 🥺

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Wendu_diseño

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A forty-eight paged essay on why storms are named after people

A forty-eight paged essay on why storms are named after people
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PoemBoi

FreeWriting

A poem about pineapple on pizza

Pineapple on pizza, a sweet and tangy delight, A topping that brings together day and night. Its juicy flavor, a tropical escape, Complements the savory, it's a tasty trade. Some may say it's an abomination, But to those who love it, it's a celebration. The cheese, the sauce, the crust, oh so divine, With pineapple on top, it's a taste that's all-time. It may not be for everyone, that's plain to see, But to those who dare to try it, it's a symphony. A mix of sweet and salty, a harmony in play, A

A poem about pineapple on pizza
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

A love with no end

Love sweet like summer's day That grows stronger, never fades away A love that never ends Full of joy, a never loss Something so precious, a priceless cost To hug and kiss and laugh and love Could no thing ever compare When boughs bend with the wind This flame will never wither, again Always watching over us, no matter what A strong love, binding us together Our hearts beat as one and it will never sever A love with no end, forever me and you A love that will never, ever fade away and stay true.

A love with no end
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Mr Lokesh

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One a Natural background for a writer for write her poem...

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One a Natural background for a writer for write her poem...
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

A song of joy to gladden the heart

A gladden heart is like a song It's sweet and light and oh so strong It's filled with joy and hope and cheer It's the best thing that can come near A gladden heart is like a rose It blooms with beauty, no one knows It's full of love and peace and grace It's a blessing to behold its face A gladden heart is like a light It shines so bright in darkest night It's a beacon of hope and faith It's a source of joy and grace A gladden heart is like a gift It's a blessing that can lift It brings us joy an

A song of joy to gladden the heart
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Success is a journey

Success is a journey, not a destination It's a path that's long and winding It's a process that's filled with dedication And a will that's never ending It's the courage to take a risk It's the strength to never quit It's the determination to keep going No matter how hard you hit It's the ability to stay focused And the courage to be bold It's the willingness to keep learning And the drive to reach your goal Success is a journey, not a destination It's a path that's long and winding It's a proces

Success is a journey
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Kay

FreeWriting

Lying down writing,writing a poem.

If life had no love?😭is a question that can never be answered.Sandra is a good friend of mine,but distance has put us apart.And I still love her,it's deep down in my heart.If the sun didn't love but we had the moon,where is the love? Life is love.

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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

She was a Poem

028 She was a poem with rhymes and rhythm, someone whose secrets are hidden. Her faithful friend was her pen, an object who witnessed her veiled shenanigan. She was a poem that only a few can understand. Someone private and hard to comprehend. The papers are her companion at night, forming her thoughts as her pen took flight. She was an unfinished poem hiding traumas behind the pages. Unraveled emotions and tears are hidden inside her cages. Millions of thoughts keep her awake at night, shadows

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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Love is a Journey

Love is a journey, a winding road That takes us through the highs and lows It's a path of joy, and sometimes pain That leads us to a place of gain It's a journey of discovery, of learning and growth Where we learn to trust, to give, and to love It's a path of understanding, of patience and care Where we learn to accept and to share Love is a journey, a winding road That leads us to a place of joy and hope It's a path of laughter, of tears and of smiles Where we learn to cherish each moment for m

Love is a Journey
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

My Best Friend, A Poem of Love and Gratitude

My best friend, my confidante, My heart's companion, my soul's mate. You've been there through thick and thin, Lifting me up when I'm feeling low. Your love and support never waver, Your friendship is a blessing I'll always treasure. Your kind words and gentle touch, Fill my heart with warmth and love. Your loyalty and trust are unending, Your friendship is a gift that keeps on giving. You are my rock, my safe haven, Your friendship is a blessing from heaven. My best friend, my confidante, My he

My Best Friend, A Poem of Love and Gratitude
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

A Little Light to Brighten Your Day

When the clouds of grief gather and the world appears to be dreary, Remember, you are loved, and you will find your path. Take a deep breath and take a look about you. Take in the beauty that surrounds you. The birds in the trees are chirping, and the sun's rays are reaching the ground. Allow the small things to offer you delight. The scent of flowers in the garden, a child's laughing, and the warmth of the sun's beams. Take a minute to be still, and fill your heart with the hope of a better day

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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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De Johnson

FreeWriting

A Will to Survive

Though life can be hard, and times can be tough, We must never give up, and never give in. For we have a will to survive, That will help us to make it through. Though the darkness may seem to never end, And the pain may feel like it will never mend, We must keep our heads held high, And never forget the will to survive. Though the road may be long, and the journey may be tough, We must never forget the strength of our will. For it will help us to make it through, No matter what life throws our w

A Will to Survive
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Smartify ™ Poetry Publication

FreeWriting

A humorous issue

Poem: review & rate it...

A humorous issue
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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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Donald Agwenge

FreeWriting

Love : A Wild Goose Chase

He falls in love with her physique and intellectual; but it ends up in tears. Is love an illusion?

Love : A Wild Goose Chase
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Guest

FreeWriting

My dark Shadow

In this poem my shadow will be copying me so I wrote a poem upon my shadow

Eirlysss

FreeWriting

LAMENTATIONS OF A LIAR - Poems of Lamentations 001 -

021 Opening the box to unveil the truth; Searching for the right answer; Deciphering the lies and deception. But can you handle the crimson-colored fact? Lift the lid to see what's inside, But—be ready for you might get ruined. Now, open up your eyes to what you desire. Is the content to your liking? People hate lies and seek the truth, Without knowing that truth is more horrible than a lie. They abhorred the beautiful lies, But desire the painful truths. Ah really, what a bunch of fools. This i

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