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Rojan

FreeWriting

Nature

People caring for nature feels so fine Seeing nature clean as it shines People helping nature has a soul so kind 3Rs are one of the things you should keep in mind. Don't do things that can cause pollution Ignoring the nature is not the solution This poem should be seen Keep the forest clean and green.

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Joewoski

FreeWriting

Poem

Say fine thanks Say thanks for all that you have Say thanks for all the love Thanks for things you have And not for shove, Say thanks for life so good, Say thanks and touch wood, For this time Happy Thanksgiving Day to you!

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Smartify ™ Poetry Publication

FreeWriting

The Ballad of the Curse and the Courageous Knight

From an anonymous poet, in honor of the ballad style and its rich storytelling tradition, we have this poem for you. Hope you like it.

The Ballad of the Curse and the Courageous Knight
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ShohAlijonov

FreeWriting

Love

Love, the sweetest thing on earth, That fills our hearts with endless mirth, A force that makes the world go round, And in its grip, we are tightly bound. It starts with a spark, a glint in the eye, A feeling that makes us feel so alive, A warmth that spreads from deep within, And fills us up like a bright, shining grin. Love is a flame that burns bright and strong, A feeling that lasts our whole life long, It brings us hope, it gives us light, And it makes everything feel just right. Love is a

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Guest

FreeWriting

Dear Mom

Dear Mom It's been a long time since you left I miss you momma Everytime I think about you I cry People see me in tears ask why I lie Dear Mom How I wish you were still alive But it's something I can't reverse I gone through the worse My eyes filled with tears For many years Little brother and sister couldn't stay in this world without you so they followed you I was just alone swimming with sharks and octopuses Too young to face the crisis Dad wasn't there but came latter With excuses but Excuse

shaan

FreeWriting

I am always deeply moved by the beauty and resilience of people with black skin.

In the tapestry of ebony hues, A symphony of grace and resilience, The people of ebony skin, A portrait of strength and brilliance. Their souls adorned with rich history, Stories etched in every line and curve, Through struggles and triumphs, They radiate a beauty that preserves. From the rhythm of their laughter, To the wisdom in their eyes, Their spirit dances with resilience, Underneath vast African skies.

I am always deeply moved by the beauty and resilience of people with black skin.
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Jay Sperks

FreeWriting

POVERTY #SHORT POEM_✍🏾

I cried loudly for help ...I turn round looked back Nobody seemed to answer I see only a bleak future The land of the wicked Reeling off in sobs Dignity vanished into the air... Come to me for arrogance, disrespect and wealth... said money in a proud voice

POVERTY #SHORT POEM_✍🏾
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Retro

FreeWriting

YOU + ME

This poem tells a short tale of the character’s inability to balance loving him/herself and loving others.

YOU + ME
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ALEXANDRIA

FreeWriting

RED

Standing at the balcony You're just staring at the sky I can see the sadness and pain in your eyes I know you've been hurt countless of times Life flies One thing is certain, and the rest is lies In my room, I can hear  your screams and cries The flower that once has bloomed forever dies

RED
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Mother

A title to hold with grace A role to fill with care A heart to love without a trace A spirit strong and fair A soul that knows no bounds A mind that sees beyond A hand that holds and never frowns A voice that sings a lullaby A smile that lights the way A face that shines with love each day A mother, you are all of this and more The best there is, the best there's ever been I love you more than words can say And I am so grateful to be your child

Mother
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Guest

FreeWriting

poetry on love

The poem on love is a short piece that celebrates the beauty and power of love. It describes love as a force that connects us, a feeling that can make us stand tall and a bond that can never be broken. The poem goes on to describe some of the ways that love makes us feel, such as warmth, security, and joy. Overall, the poem conveys a sense of hope and optimism about the power of love to enrich our lives.

CHIDIMMA BENSON

FreeWriting

BEAUTY OF NATURE (A POEM)

Look at nature’s beauty like you’ll view a dainty. See the glistening night’s stars as sweet sparks on the eyes. What a bliss in my heart watching a penguin sit! Like a fishing bobber, stands a seal with blubber. It’s fun seeing fountains flowing down the mountains, And casting their fluid bodies into the deep valleys. Great God of creation, your love floods my nation, Reflecting Your power, and radiating Your wonder. Greater glory would be, for all the saints to see. Faces would ever glow, thou

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Prakash

FreeWriting

Poetry

Poetry (derived from the Greek poiesis, "making"), also called verse,[note 1] is a form of literature that uses aesthetic and often rhythmic[1][2][3] qualities of language − such as phonaesthetics, sound symbolism, and metre − to evoke meanings in addition to, or in place of, a prosaic ostensible meaning. A poem is a literary composition, written by a poet, using this principle. The Parnassus (1511) by Raphael: famous poets recite alongside the nine Muses atop Mount Parnassus. Poetry has a long

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Maria Hasan

FreeWriting

A poem on poverty.

The poem depicts the harsh realities of poverty, highlighting its grip on communities and the struggles faced by those affected. However, it also emphasizes the resilience and hope found within individuals, calling for unity and support to overcome these challenges and build a better world.

A poem on poverty.
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Muhammadkamran

FreeWriting

Life

Life Life is a journey, full of ups and downs With twists and turns, and frequent rounds Of laughter and tears, of joy and pain Of sunshine and rain, that always remains. It's a rollercoaster, with peaks so high That take us to the sky, and touch the sky And valleys so low, that test our might But we rise and grow, with all our might. It's a tapestry, woven with care Of threads of hope, and threads of flair Of memories sweet, and lessons learned And love that burns, that always yearns. It's a pr

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Ignatius

FreeWriting

Alone, by Edgar Allan Poe

In Alone, Poe reflects upon a life experienced as an emotional outsider. The narrator's experience of perceiving life and emotions differently to others in Edgar Allen Poe's Alone, has led to him feeling isolated and here he is questioning why he sees things so differently.

Alone, by Edgar Allan Poe
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Qwabenarh

FreeWriting

He Wants for the Fabrics of Paradise

Had I the sky's weaved fabrics, Enwrought with brilliant and silver light, The blue and the faint and the dull fabrics Of night and light and the half light, I would spread the materials under your feet … One of Yeats' short show-stoppers, this sonnet is quite possibly of his generally renowned and broadly anthologised verse: 'Be cautious since you track on my fantasies.' It's a flawlessly expressive urging to be dealt with compassionate by one to whom one has swore one's life and heart. It was

He Wants for the Fabrics of Paradise
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Bilal saghir

FreeWriting

Dancing in the rain (poem)

The rain is a blessing that washes away pain and brings new life to the earth. It is a moment of joy and peace that should be embraced with open hearts. Dancing in the rain brings delight and helps to wash away fears, filling our hearts with hope and cheer.

Dancing in the rain (poem)
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King

FreeWriting

Love Unknown

Written thoughts of how it feels to be in love with someone not existing.

Love Unknown
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Minhaj

FreeWriting

Poem

Miss Me When I'm gone, will you miss me? Will you think of all the times we shared? Will you smile at the memories, or cry for the loss? Will you keep me in your heart, or let me fade away? Will you cherish our bond, or break it with a word? Will you honor our promises, or forget them in a day? Will you miss me when I'm gone, or will you move on? Will you look for me in the stars, or in someone else's eyes? Will you miss me when I'm gone, or will you be glad I'm gone?

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