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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Mother's Love

Mother's love is like a river, It flows deep and wide, It never stops, no matter the weather, It's always by your side. It's like a warm embrace, That never fades away, It's there when you need it, No matter what you say. It's like a gentle breeze, That blows away your fears, It's like a bright light, That guides you through the years. It's like a beautiful song, That brings you joy and peace, It's like a warm hug, That never fails to please. Mother's love is like a gift, It's something that wil

Mother's Love
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Saurav

FreeWriting

Social media

People are use social media

Social media
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Ferdinand

FreeWriting

MELLOW DEATH

Sweet melancholy of stunning face by my crib. The Silent sound of my death rattle. I hike facets. In resplendent apparel of grace. Listening to the dark choir of the night. As the Nightingale plays the lullaby. The night of the dark moment. Whispering in the ear of every head. Do not mourn my demise! On a segue to a beautiful land. Seek solace in your storm. I live in death. I am not dead! I live daily In tranquility in one big Sauna. I bid goodbyel. © Ferdinand

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TOVoM

FreeWriting

Rat Race

Better days are promised, but knowing we'll wake to a life full of pain, sleep eludes us. So on our beds we wrestle with sleep. Thus, we suit up hoping to go through the day without peril, in our quest to find cheeseless bread. Yet with our heads up we don't give up in this rat race, because, in these shoes we won't find protection at all cost. - TOVoM

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Favour

FreeWriting

Love poem

Love you guys

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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Fruitfulness Abounds

A bounty of nature's gifts, so sweet and so round. A cornucopia of colors, from yellow to red to brown. Fruitfulness abounds, in the garden and in the trees. A feast for the eyes, and a treat for the bees. A harvest of flavors, from tart to sweet and mild. A feast for the senses, for young and for old. Fruitfulness abounds, in the orchard and in the field. A feast for the palate, for the hungry to yield. A blessing of nature, for us to enjoy. A reminder of life's abundance, for us to employ.

Fruitfulness Abounds
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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

The Tattoo On My Ring Finger (Inspired from TXT's Song)

020 Together, we bought that shiny ring, our promises and dreams, on this piece of metal cling. The smiles and laughter that we shared, the warmth of your kisses and hugs are now lost in the maze's dead-end. Your traces are gone, vanished without a trace. All that's left is this mark on my ring finger that I always caressed. Your place beside the bed feels cold, I'm missing your smell, my life feels void. The tattoo on my ring finger is now a memory, a memory where you are mine in my every day.

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Melody sans

FreeWriting

CRAVING FOR MY EX 😭

About love ❤️

CRAVING FOR MY EX 😭
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Hamza

FreeWriting

Winters Embrace

The winter snow falls gently and covers the world in white. The cold wind whispers through the bare trees, but in the heart of winter's embrace is the warmth of loved ones and cherished memories. Embrace the chill and find joy in the winter season.

Winters Embrace
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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

THE MOON'S REFLECTION

022 The mood above is as calm as always, the exact opposite of my heart's beatings. Its reflections on the clear waters make me feel closer to its bench, so close and just within my reach. And yet, it was far and beyond me, too far and impossible to hold his regime. I loved the moon, the calm and serene moon. But it was too much, too deep for me to atone. It would always belong somewhere, somewhere only the likes of it can enter. And I would just continue to look up at its supremity, ignoring th

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Jeremylxix

FreeWriting

Live

We may not have the time we think we have.

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Smartify ™ Poetry Publication

FreeWriting

The emptiness within me

This poem is written by Jonathan J. Smith from England. Poet's photo is attached with the poem. 🔥

The emptiness within me
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Love

Love is like an earthquake shaking up the ground beneath Stronger than all the land only found when two souls meet Like blinding bright sunshine illuminating both their hearts Mattifying the harshness showing them a brand new start Sparking a flame of passion burning hot and wild Bringing laughter and joy from which two hearts are bound Love is a power so grand one a person can't defend It wakes us up each morning and leads us through until the end

Love
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Drich The Poet

FreeWriting

To My Lover 💌

All I can say is I'm in love.

To My Lover 💌
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Chaeme

FreeWriting

The day after tomorrow.

Through this day, you absconded with my heart. Tearing me slowly apart, with your eyes trembling, and ready to let me go. And I, always ready. Waiting for you to revert to someone who you was. Today you said goodbye, but still my arms are open for you. Let me remind you the things that we have done together. Those nights that was deleterious for me to face, you protected me. Those days when I was facing dilemmas, you solved it for me. At times that I was facing almost my death, you tried to make

The day after tomorrow.
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shaan

FreeWriting

"The All-Seeing Deity: A Divine Ode"

In the realm unseen, a vigilant eye, A deity above, watching you and I. With tender care, our steps observed, Guiding us, when life's paths unnerved. A presence divine, encompassing all, Heeding our whispers, both big and small. Through darkest nights and brightest days, His guiding light forever ablaze. A merciful gaze, upon hearts burdened, Love's embrace, in moments uncertain. With grace bestowed, our worries allayed, In His embrace, solace is conveyed. Oh, divine observer, majestic and wise,

"The All-Seeing Deity: A Divine Ode"
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

WEALTH

Wealth brings many more toys, It's beauty masks all its joys, It stains with infinite spoils, But soon reveals its hidden toils. Without abundance it may not be found, The cost of its pleasure is profound, Wealth can define who we are, Contentment rarely is the star. Not just a matter of ownership, But a sensible system of precision, With right use of wealth comes great reward, But what's earned may easily be ignored. Don't let wealth define your life, Make sure it doesn't take its strife, Cheri

WEALTH
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Rosheen Shoaib

FreeWriting

Poem: Freedom

Freedom Lonely as wind, soft as clouds I am alone in this world Waiting for someone to accompany me But no one is coming Everybody is selfish and emotionless Now I am tired And the wait is over The doors of my heart have been closed Now I want to be free Fly in the air like birds Free from all the worries Wandering here and there No grudge, no hate Only peace and freedom The only thing that I want Is to be free, free, and free! Written By : Rosheen Shoaib

Poem:  Freedom
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Wolfnitikum

FreeWriting

Pluto

This was inspired by my journey towards self acceptance and love.

Pluto
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Luna

FreeWriting

Towards the light

- Maybe you think the winter is gonna last forever - Maybe you long for the sunkiss with a change of weather - But have you ever thought that : - All this darkness is leading you to an endless light - And without the night - you'd be blind from seeing directly the sunlight - Your eyes needed to grow - For you to learn how to dance in the pain under the rain and let everything flow - We're all here to feel the sadness - Try to color your own world with gratefulness - in life we have the freedom t

Towards the light
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