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Henry

FreeWriting

Orphan poem

An orphan's life is filled with woe, No mother's love, no father's glow, They walk alone, with no one near, A childhood lost, a life of tear. No hands to hold, no one to trust, Their future seems to turn to dust, No family ties, no place to call home, A heart that aches, an empty dome. But hope still shines, in darkest night, And courage grows, with each new sight, For every door that closes tight, A brighter path, a new sight. So let us reach, and offer love, To those who've known only pain abo

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Kuvonakala

FreeWriting

Truth remains and rise

Reports and scene can be altered, elements introduced or introverted so that certain theme is portrayed, but the truth shall remain and rise. Truth can be buried underground, and be sealed by cement around so that is shall never be found, but it is proud hence it shall rise. At eminent time it shall blossom, converting cement to soil of loam so that it branches until we goam While putting shame to undertaker.

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Wisdom Lover

FreeWriting

From Potential to Greatness; A poem Aloo Denish Obiero

Link: https://allpoetry.com/poem/17259662-From-Potential-to-Greatness-by-Aloo-Denish-Obiero

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DIAMOND08

FreeWriting

A Melodramatic Poem About Cooking

In the bustling kitchen, the chef, a maestro in an apron, orchestrates a symphony of ingredients. The stove becomes a stage where carrots pirouette and onions transform in a culinary ballet. Garlic whispers secrets, spices waltz, and a medley of sizzles creates a sensory storm. The chopping board echoes with a rhythmic beat as knives dance in a culinary feat. The poem culminates in a finale where the chef, wielding a ladle as a wand, unveils a masterpiece; a culinary sonnet where senses prevail.

A Melodramatic Poem About Cooking
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Nonye

FreeWriting

"Eternal Serenade: A Love Poem"

In the quiet hush of twilight's embrace, Where shadows dance and stars find their place, There blooms a love, pure and true, A timeless bond, between me and you. In your eyes, I find the dawn's first light, A gentle warmth that banishes the night. With every glance, my heart takes flight, Lost in the depths of your soul so bright. Your laughter, like music, fills the air, A symphony of joy, beyond compare. In your arms, I find my solace rare, A sanctuary from life's every care. With every whispe

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Smartify ™ Poetry Publication

FreeWriting

The Moo-ving Joke-ster Cow

A funny poem from an anonymous poet. This humorous poem for you. Hope you like it.

The Moo-ving Joke-ster Cow
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Spark

FreeWriting

For My Thoughtful Ocean

An ocean is beautiful

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Ndukwe iffy

FreeWriting

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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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Prayer

O Power whose presence is our soul's delight, From whom alone our being and our life Flow forth, and unto whom at last they drift, Accept our prayer to-night. For we are weak, and bowed with many a care, Oppressed with grief, and troubled with the sin That doth defile our souls and make us bare Of all that makes us kin. We pray for those we love, who are to us More dear than life itself, and for the rest Of all Thy children, whom Thou dost not thus Forsake and desolate. We pray for peace on eart

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Laraib Sana

FreeWriting

Poem

Pitter-patter rain drops come to the ground Washing all the sins Pitter-patter rain drops Come to the ground Giving his bounties Pitter-patter rain drops Come to the ground Taking away all the sorrows Pitter-patter rain drops Come to the ground Spreading the happiness Pitter-patter rain drops Come to the ground

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S.O.M

FreeWriting

KESSY 🌹

A little summary about a friend of mine 😅🌹

KESSY 🌹
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Mulimba

FreeWriting

Marriage or Obligation

Often in Africa, or in many parts of the world People don't marry because they are actually prepared, But because the circumstances led them to do it as if it were something better in the world. Was it marriage or an obligation? Since people are already united! Getting married because the parents made it or because there are no conditions for survival, In an insecure environment, full of uncertainties about the future That forces someone to choose the path of marriage to stop the influence of in

Marriage or Obligation
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Smartify ™ Poetry Publication

FreeWriting

The thunder of a distant gun

This poem is written by Tamina Anderson from Canada. Poet's photo is attached with the poem. 🔥

The thunder of a distant gun
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Quinzen

FreeWriting

New Halls of Knowledge

In the halls of knowledge, fresh and bright, A brand-new chapter I unfold with pure delight. I begin on a journey, full of dreams, Glad to meet new set of teams. In classrooms' embrace, we learn and inspire, Igniting passions, sets our hearts on fire. Now, let us revel on this vibrant odyssey, To live a life both blessed and socially. Our circle of friends grow wider every day, Endless laughter and joy seem to pave our way. Morning classroom chats, hiding under the sun, These are moments that ca

New Halls of Knowledge
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Joewoski

FreeWriting

Poem

The moments before you doze to sleep What memories do you play before you dream? What has happened is already gone, my darling Focus on what you dream because that you can achieve

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Guest

FreeWriting

Help

This poem was written as an expression of how I feel, I'm glad that I could use poetry to express how I feel since this is only my second time doing so.

Help

Raffi

FreeWriting

My poem on stars

Beauty of STARS

My poem on stars
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Lily

FreeWriting

"Nature" Is What We See Poem by Emily Dickinson

"Nature" is what we see— The Hill—the Afternoon— Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee— Nay—Nature is Heaven— Nature is what we hear— The Bobolink—the Sea— Thunder—the Cricket— Nay—Nature is Harmony— Nature is what we know— Yet have no art to say— So impotent Our Wisdom is To her Simplicity.

"Nature" Is What We See Poem by Emily Dickinson
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Eng Wanyoxis

FreeWriting

THE SINFUL POEM.

The poem should be sorry to itself. It is a felony to fall in love and loved as one of many options. The poem and I should not fall in love, It is a short cut to grave and no human being can be trusted. A sin to a poem is to show that God is the source of all problems to his people. In additional to we have no one to trust at all.

THE SINFUL POEM.
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Love 💗

My love for you is like a river That flows from my heart to yours It's a never-ending stream of emotion That grows stronger each passing day My love for you is like a mountain That stands tall and proud It's a fortress of devotion That will never be brought down My love for you is like a star That twinkles in the night sky It's a beacon of hope and joy That will never fade away My love for you is like a song That plays in my head all day long It's a melody of adoration That will never cease to p

Love 💗
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