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Emphatic Tunne

FreeWriting

THE PSYCHO'S CRANIUM

It's a playwright about mental instability, love and hurt.

THE PSYCHO'S CRANIUM
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Happy

FreeWriting

The 4 years gap story

I was 18 and you was 14 when we first met we don't know each other very well yet I just treat you like my real sister, nothing else and only up to that point forever. And we met again for the second time around Seeking for your attention until I got drowned Am I crazy why I felt that way? Or maybe you just hypnotized me that day? After years passed, we met again in afternoon grace And the evening comes, I was suprised when I felt your embrace My heart beats faster and I couldn't resist, I was nervous and looks like I'm taking a risk. I couldn't help myself and I kissed you I got nervous and don't know what to do And that's it! I will admit my feelings for you, With all of my heart baby, I love you. Day passed by, my heart was full of love Flying in the sky like having a wings of dove And the best thing I want to do with you, Is to trap my heart and be with you forever too. I love you very much my baby A 21 years old got deeply inlove with 17 years old you

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Adrianavit

FreeWriting

Live after death

In shadows deep, where whispers fade, A realm unknown, where souls cascade, The afterlife, a mystic realm, Where life's true essence takes the helm. No longer bound by earthly chains, A new existence, where spirit gains, A canvas vast, where dreams take flight, In endless day or tranquil night. From mortal coil, we gently part, A journey to another start, In realms unseen, we find our way, A chance to bloom, a brighter day. With memories held, and love embraced, In afterglow, we find our place,

Live after death
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Drich The Poet

FreeWriting

Carry Me On

A poem that conveys not only words but also the true scenes that happens behind every painful yet silent love story, Carry Me On is one of poems that speaks for a lover and declares a question in mind, why the hope? Read and enjoy. _drichthepoet

Carry Me On
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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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Ashikem

FreeWriting

My love for Scrabble

My love for Scrabble is like a fire burning bright, A passion that flares up with every letter placed just right. With every word I form, my excitement starts to soar, As I outsmart my opponents and add to my score. The thrill of finding words that others cannot see, Is like a treasure hunt, a victory. The tiles, they call to me, like gems upon a board, Each one a puzzle to be solved, a challenge to be adored. With every game I play, my love for Scrabble grows, A love that knows no bounds, a lov

My love for Scrabble
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CHRONICLE OF A TALE

FreeWriting

RARE BUT TRUE

When I said I loved you I really mean it Not loved but love you And the definition is well know to me Love; am surprised It happened I think of you more than I do myself Whenever there's danger, u are the first person I want to protect I go to the mall and all I see is what I can gift you Am not a fan of love But I cherish you Not just that, I always want to be around you Always praying for you more than I pray for myself Your fragrance brightens my face Your smile makes my day A sight of you be

RARE BUT TRUE
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Last Story

FreeWriting

Sweet Poison – Short Story of Broken Heart

Its 5:37 in the morning. Can’t sleep. Another restless night. Not a bright start to my day. Its been 37 days since the last time I heard her voice. 49 days since I saw her face,held her hand and kissed her cheeks. According to her calculations, I should’ve been doing well by now. Calculations can be wrong, specially when done by a girl. She’s doing pretty well I guess. Why not me? Why am I writing this? Questions I have no answer to. My first break-up. Its not that I was dying to achieve it and

Sweet Poison – Short Story of Broken Heart
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Melody sans

FreeWriting

CRAVING FOR MY EX 😭

About love ❤️

CRAVING FOR MY EX 😭
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Inhiding

FreeWriting

I see your smile

About his admiration to her smile.

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Tazix

FreeWriting

Love

This is to my love

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Lara

FreeWriting

Love poem

Heart warming love poem, a message to a distant lover.

Love poem
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Freakwrites

FreeWriting

The shadow lover

They say love is beautiful and yet I’ve never seen it

The shadow lover
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Shreeshyam

FreeWriting

"Love in the City of Dreams: A Mumbai Romance Story"

Chapter 1: Chance Encounter In the bustling streets of Mumbai, amidst the chaos of visitors and the cacophony of sounds, two strangers crossed paths. Rahul, a younger expert working in a multinational corporation, was once dashing to capture his teach domestic after a lengthy day at work. Simran, an aspiring actress, was once on her way to an audition for a TV show. Their eyes met for a quick moment, and it was once as if time stood still. Rahul used to be struck through Simran's radiant smile,

"Love in the City of Dreams: A Mumbai Romance Story"
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Finder

FreeWriting

The Art of Love

The art of love I will start today's story with one saying. Osho, a spiritual teacher, says this about love. "If you really love a flower, don't try to pluck that flower. When you pluck that flower, the beauty of that flower is lost. Likewise, that flower dies. If you really love a flower, let that flower spread its healing freely. Let it live freely." He says more. "Love is not imprisonment. It is freedom." Many people collect the most beautiful experiences and the most bitter experiences in th

The Art of Love
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Samwrites

FreeWriting

Death on the Seas - Contemporary Nigerian Poetry

The world is seen by some as a sea (of efforts, hope, rewards) and everyone is seen as a sailor. Some sail through while some fall. This is a tribute to all those that fell.

Death on the Seas - Contemporary Nigerian Poetry
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Drich The Poet

FreeWriting

MEMOS

Darling mistress of Nirvana, One whose ecstasy brings fertility to the mourning mud. The reason of my own Had I abandoned thee To the reminent of this world? Certainly don’t agree. Let my departure Exhale no dereliction For the cause I had to upheld. The story I wish you could infer. Gregory have no say in this. The cambium of world chaos With his Catholic convey. I’m not at home with myself What is worse than death? Letting you go, what a torture. I crave for switch of fate, Where this never i

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Laiba

FreeWriting

"Fading Echoes: A Lament for Lost Love"

"Fading Echoes: A Lament for Lost Love" is a poignant journey through the intricate layers of heartache and longing that accompany the experience of lost love. Within the depths of this poetic exploration, the essence of a love once cherished but now slipping away is artfully captured.

"Fading Echoes: A Lament for Lost Love"
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Light Penn

FreeWriting

BORN AGAIN

Born to die or born to live; the former by fate, the later by faith in God through Christ Jesus.

BORN AGAIN
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Sourabh kourav

FreeWriting

ADDICTION OR DISLOYALTY

Whatever may be the addiction, it either destroys or transforms. Jayesh has also got such an addiction-"Love addict". Let's see Jayesh gets ruined by this kind of addiction or will this addiction take him on a different path.

ADDICTION OR DISLOYALTY
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