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Poem of Seaman

أفضل الحب: دليل لتكون شخصًا أفضل

الحب هو أقوى العواطف التي يمكن أن يشعر بها الإنسان. إنه يملأنا بالفرح والقوة والغاية. الحب له القدرة على أن يجمعنا معًا ويشفينا من الجروح العميقة. إنه شعور لا يستطيع أحد أن يسلبه وشيء نسعى جميعًا إليه في حياتنا. معرفة كيفية الحب وأن تكون شخصًا أفضل هو مهارة يتم تجاهلها في كثير من الأحيان ولكن يمكن أن تحدث فرقاً كبيراً في حياتنا. أفضل حب هو مزيج من الاحترام واللطف والصدق. احترم شريكك، واستظهر اللطف تجاهه، وكن صادقًا مع نفسك ومع من تحب. عندما نحترم شريكنا، نخلق بيئة من الثقة والأمان. نظهر أيضًا أن

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Poetry Nazam

A Smile (A graphic poem)

It is a graphic poem.

Street flaw's poem

How ruthless the street turn us into

A poem that describe my feelings of my dad not being with me by Daniel

Is all about my dad when he left me.and those out there who doesn't have parents

Poem:feelings...

Poem: "Feelings " By (S. Shabeer) Feelings force me to cry, Makes me to joy, And also the feelings which compells Me to drop into the pool of affliction. My mind's notion is in motion, When realities smacking, Then heart and mind's combat begins, Which sundered me melancholy.

The Battlefield

The poem is about the teRror of battlefield do check it and give your feedback thx.

Poetry

A compilation of the poems I wrote throughout the years

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Farewell

No Goodbye

My head became buried deep in her neck, The odor of her hair delivered consolation To my as soon as-lonely heart...

You

A pearl in heaven is you, The prettiest diamond is you, Like the one always shining, The prettiest thing is you

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 poem for her

Knock, knock, knock Beauty at morning's door After a night filled with adventures Dreams of christ and his unfailing love Multiple dimensions in a single world Different experiences before dawn War and chaos in a living void Death and loss like there's no law A very tough and strange night indeed And yet the princess sleeps with no worries With visions appearing like movies Five hours felt like an eternity One night feeling like twenty She is the best at it Because she got christ at the wheel Kn

The Gemini (Love beaten)

The Gemini and Pisces sad love story fades away with the morning dew.

New week blessing

A time for new beginnings, A fresh chance for change, A time of hope and potential, Let this new week arrange. May times of joy and laughter Bring us out from our walls, And miles of memories made Drive away our sorrows. As the week unfolds its fortune, Let us be graced with good luck, In mind, body and spirit, Our paths can never be stuck. A blessing for a new week That our lives may be blessed, A chance to learn, improve and grow, And our worries laid to rest.

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.

Give Your Black Boy A Flower

Your black boy Is a garden of stumps, his heart is rooted out of a fertile ground for you to plant a dream on his Humus skin. he Is a machine Void of human language. He understands solely, his breath on your skin and the sweet nectar of your pineapple lips. Again, he is an illustrative painting of your dad. He watches you grow Into his arms like sweet alyssums sprouting in early winter as he lays on your flower bed nurturing his lovelessness into something. And of all that he deserves... the ros

Blackbird

How sweet the harmonies of afternoon: The Blackbird sings along the sunny breeze His ancient song of leaves, and summer boon; Rich breath of hayfields streams through whispering trees; And birds of morning trim their bustling wings, And listen fondly, while the Blackbird sings. How soft the love light of the West reposes On this green valley's cheery solitude, On the trim cottage with its screen of roses, And murmuring mill-race, and the wheel Its bubbling freshness—while the Blackbird sings.

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