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Devika Maheshwari

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Lost in the Endless Night : A Poem of struggle and hope ✨

Lost in the Endless Night : A Poem of struggle and hope ✨
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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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Kim

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A beautiful poem that express my feelings convenient way

A beautiful poem that express my feelings convenient way
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Guest

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'A THING OF BEAUTY IS JOY FOREVER'

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'A THING OF BEAUTY IS JOY FOREVER'

Shelly

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A poem that describes my feelings for my "dad".

A poem that describes my feelings for my "dad".
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DarkMagician

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The ache of a fatherless heart, a poem of love and loss

The ache of a fatherless heart, a poem of love and loss
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Bizwise

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Embrace of Hearts: A Hug-Filled Poem

In warm embrace, two souls entwine, A hug, a moment, so divine. With arms outstretched, a gentle touch, Love's language spoken, oh so much. In times of joy, in depths of woe, A hug can heal, let hearts aglow. No words required, just open arms, A soothing balm, with tender charms. It speaks of care that words can't tell, A hug can bridge the distance well. Connection found in arms' embrace, A precious gift, a warm embrace.

Embrace of Hearts: A Hug-Filled Poem
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Guest

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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

Wisdom Lover

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I Am because We Are; a poem by Aloo Denish Obiero

https://mypoeticside.com/show-poem-170046

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Ndukwe iffy

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A poem for the love of nature

Whispers of leaves, rustling in the breeze Sunbeams dance, through branches' gentle ease A brook's soft song, meandering to the sea Nature's symphony, wild and carefree In forest depths, secrets are revealed Ancient wisdom, in stones and trees concealed The wind's whispers, tales of days gone by Echoes of wonder, in the natural sky Let us wander, where wildflowers bloom And in nature's embrace, find our heart's room.

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SLT

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A Smile (A graphic poem)

It is a graphic poem.

A Smile (A graphic poem)
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Enagi sayu

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A poem that describe my feelings of my dad not being with me by Daniel

Is all about my dad when he left me.and those out there who doesn't have parents

A poem that describe my feelings of my dad not being with me by Daniel
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Omar Mustafa

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Nature's Tapestry: A Love Poem

On this resplendent day so bright and fair, The azure sky a canvas for all to share. The sun, a blazing orb, doth bless and bestow, Its warmth and light on all below. The gentle breeze, a zephyr soft and mild, Doth bear the scents of blossoms undefiled. The flora, with colors bright and grand, A tribute to Nature's bounteous hand. The clouds that course and drift above, A tapestry woven by the hand of Love. The heavens bear witness true, To Nature's splendor and her sacred view. And lo, the verd

Nature's Tapestry: A Love Poem
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Leone

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A soundless piece

The notes tell me something. It conveys a message. I often wonder what music is for. Void of any appreciation, I was left to wonder upon the subject. I was never intertwined with the symphony. The melody left nothing in me but an external stimuli to my hearing. Nothing more. The singing were bothersome. The voices which I preferred to be unheard propagates to my mind, annoying the inches between my soul. It was nothing. Dare I say beyond nothing. But. There is always a but. It was never the musi

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shaan

FreeWriting

In the realm of stars, where dreams reside

In the realm of stars, where dreams reside,

In the realm of stars, where dreams reside
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Nalik

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A volition in a shackle

It's like looking at the mountains, At the top pebble shading the sun, With hands deep in pockets, and feet stuck in the mud.

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Venkat Mohan

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Still dark even after a dawn

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Mr Lokesh

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

A natural backgrounds

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

FreeWriting

BEFORE SEPTEMBER

Reminiscing about drastic changes

BEFORE SEPTEMBER
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Maria

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Padayon: A term that means "Go On"

It's a one ticket bus ride which means one of us should stay, let me be that one; when the time's right and fate will remain patient - let's meet on the end of the platform.

Padayon: A term that means "Go On"
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