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ImcalledDawn

FreeWriting

To My Dulcinea

I take pride of the secrets only you and I can share, including the wonderful moments only meant for two; I am privileged of the special mem'ries we could claim our very own, purging our love deeper and stronger as time had grown; Despite imperfections in our journey, we've seen blissfulness in the ups we've been made tougher in the downs; always, together sharing smiles and tears; And through it all I have learned one thing, that there could never be a dearer and more precious person than the o

To My Dulcinea
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Fleo

FreeWriting

Self love

Love yourself , cherish your self, be happy with your company

Self love
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Saeed Risalat

FreeWriting

Poem "My Darling"

My darling, oh how sweet You make my heart skip a beat With your gentle touch and kind words You bring joy to my world Your beauty shines like the stars above I am blessed to have your love You are my rock, my guiding light Together, everything feels just right I'll cherish every moment we share And show you how much I care My darling, you are my everything Forever and always, my heart will sing So here's a poem, just for you To show how much I love you true You are my one and only, my darling F

Poem "My Darling"
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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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CBCorps

FreeWriting

My Hidden King (salute to all the Father)

Story of a great father who died in Cancer. A retired police officer who refuse further promotion because he's afraid to be assigned away from his family. Decided to retire early but hit by sickness. He didn't enjoy much of his retirement period. His plan to retire early just to be with his family was suddenly taken away from him. A model, a hero, a mentor, a king... Snappy salute to all the fathers...

My Hidden King (salute to all the Father)
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Eshan Khan

FreeWriting

Mothers love

Mother is the best, mother is the best friend. No one else in the world can love like mother, love mother

Mothers love
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Ahsan Akram

FreeWriting

My Parents

How my parents supports me after my failures

My Parents
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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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Spark

FreeWriting

For My Thoughtful Ocean

An ocean is beautiful

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Danoxford

FreeWriting

You Are My Home

Home is not a place but the one we cherish.

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Essie

FreeWriting

MY TRUE LOVE

MY TRUE LOVE To love is to lose To love is to pain and ache If not so tight, you get loose How I miss you pearl How I adore your lips on mine Locked together for pine That spines my chest I dream of us A dream to chase Occasionally I forget My roots of this passion That burns like coal But I never betray my person Sum up my wait, one plus two See through it, believe I Run into my arms, And sum up to three.

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Shukdeb Mazumder

FreeWriting

An ode to my grandmother

I have seen my grandmother deeply dear in the first part of my childhood; blurred but beautiful some memories of her still mesmerize me making an affluent affectionate hood over my head. "O Shuk, O Shuk" - what an enchanting and attractive calling of her full of anxiety in the absence of mine a bit- it was - emitting echoes throughout nature, which is now throughout the cosmos of my life! © Shukdeb Chandra Mazumder 03-08-2023

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Peace1love

FreeWriting

My love for you is a source of joy.

Oh sweet one, what can l do without you? You followed me everywhere l go.you tears all my papers and almost finish the food in the fridge.you make me crazy at times but my love for you is higher than the sky.you make me feel human by your side and everything l do , l do it for you.you are my best friend and you know that.thanks for everything you brought into my life.l will never forget the first day we met,you were under the rain and l was passing by.you changed my universe.and since then, l can't do without you.sunset,sunrise,rainy season l am stuck with you till the death.only blind people can see my love through and for you.peace maker in those homes in war everyday.you got that capacity to put humans together.never change your nature, be safe and happy in what ever your are doing.may God protect you and your generations ahead.

My love for you is a source of joy.
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Melody sans

FreeWriting

CRAVING FOR MY EX 😭

About love ❤️

CRAVING FOR MY EX 😭
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Imam Sarafadeen

FreeWriting

Oh my love!

Oh my love! I don't need to search for angels Because you are my angel I can't see anything but you I see no reason to find myself I go sleepless reminiscing your words You are shaking my whole life with your fiery looks Oh my love! You have infected me with your love You hold my life my beloved one I've never lost to anyone before But you defeated me with your gaze Are you the goddess of beauty or love? Oh my love! The morning has not changed yet And the dream about you haven't bygone my brain

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Youngadewuyi

FreeWriting

Love poem

Love poem My love is like a gentle breeze, Soft and warm, like a summer day. It lifts me up and carries me away, To heights that I could never reach alone. My love is like a raging fire, Burning bright, like a star in the night. It guides me through the darkness, Giving me the courage to take flight.

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Lucky

FreeWriting

A Letter To My Greatest Love

My Dearest Anne Words neglect to communicate the profundities of my affection for you, for a fire consumes more brilliant than 1,000 suns, a feeling so extraordinary that it consumes my every idea and breath. From the second our eyes originally secured in an immortal hug, I realize that I had tracked down the unaccounted for part of my spirit. With you, each second is an orchestra of enthusiasm and want, an everlasting dance of two spirits laced in an affection that resists the limits of reality

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Guest

FreeWriting

Reasons Why I Love Wooden Toys for My Children

The first thing why I love wooden toys is that they last a long time. These toys are made of strong materials, so they can last for years of rough play. From the Wooden Train Set to the Wooden Pegs, all of these toys can stand up to busy play without breaking or chipping. This shows how strong they are.

Broken 💔

FreeWriting

Angel

Met a crazy girl Pretty as she is in those little cat eyes Lost my way while staring once or twice With a loving and intriguing personality Had a dream about her wasn't sure to tell Heaven must be missing an angel As she steps over my heart Yet my heart seems to be locked Should I give her the keys, I ask She has stolen it and yet am excited In the hands of an angel my heart rest With charms in her eyes. An Angel on black Wouldn’t you want to know How poisonous your love could be Wandering if an

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Jehanzeb

FreeWriting

My love

My love

My love
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