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Rasim Chigozi-RC Poetry

FreeWriting

The Message

She observed the movements And tried avoiding some things. She tried running very fast But they were more faster, She tried fighting them off, But they were more stronger, She tried hitting and kicking, But all to no avail. She watched herself helplessly As she was torn apart, She cried helplessly as her Cloths was torn, She wept thoroughly as She saw herself defied, She even fainted in the Process of her being defiled. She tried walking home, But found it difficult to do. She kept crying as she

The Message
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

New Month

July, oh July, a month so bright and fair, With sun-kissed days and gentle summer air. The world is lush, with greens and blues abounding, And every sight and sound is so astounding. The birds sing sweetly, in the trees and skies, Their melodies a joy to all our eyes. The flowers bloom, in fields and gardens too, Their vibrant hues a feast for me and you. The warm sun shines, with all its radiant might, And fills our hearts with pure and endless light. The days are long, and full of endless fun,

New Month
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MuseMosaic

FreeWriting

Guiding light

Amidst the chaos, we find our way, In the night, we seize the day. In every moment, a chance to ignite, A spark of hope, a guiding light.

Guiding light
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Kuvonakala

FreeWriting

A shoulder to cry on

A shoulder to cry on A shoulder to cry on is better than gold, In dark times  it gives energy to go on. Lights that were turned off  will be turn on while it comforts like a mother to new born giving hope and erasing pain of what is gone. A shoulder to cry on help you to mourn providing company until you set on new dawn. It understand why you cry and what you lost. It doesn’t intent to show off hence it never fall short and comes from the least expected with no cost.

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wordlessea

FreeWriting

Sunrise

Remember when the sun rises, and how beautiful it was that morning, It started to soar higher, to meet its delightful beginning. But not for us, have you forgotten? the daybreak knows why we parted, and how we ended things between us, It was the ending that got me unsettled. As much as the sun knows most of it, It is aware of my fear and shock, however, I understand myself more deeply, for it doesn’t know how much I want you back. So when the sun greeted the morning with joy, and welcoming it to

Sunrise
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Bizwise

FreeWriting

"Celestial Waltz: The Northern Lights' Delight"

A Poem About Northern Lights

"Celestial Waltz: The Northern Lights' Delight"
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De Johnson

FreeWriting

KINDNESS

A gentle touch, a kind word, A simple act of love, A helping hand, a smile, A heart that's full of love. A hug that warms the soul, A kind deed done in haste, A gentle voice, a kind thought, A moment of grace. A kind gesture, a kind heart, A moment of peace, A moment of joy, a moment of hope, A moment of kindness. A moment of love, a moment of care, A moment of understanding, A moment of compassion, a moment of grace, A moment of kindness.

KINDNESS
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Spartanos ink.

FreeWriting

#SEASONAL POETRY

OVERBOARD CHAOS AND REVIVE

#SEASONAL POETRY
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S.O.M

FreeWriting

SATURDAY

A narrative poem of how my Saturday-morning went

SATURDAY
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Danoxford

FreeWriting

You Are My Home

Home is not a place but the one we cherish.

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shaan

FreeWriting

"Beloved Mother: The Eternal Flame of Love"

In the realm of love, a celestial presence, A beacon of warmth and unwavering essence. She is a mother, beyond mere mortal ties, A symphony of grace that never dies. Her gentle touch, a soothing balm, Calming storms, bringing tranquil calm. With eyes that hold a universe of care, She embraces all burdens, willing to bear. Her voice, a melody, soft and serene, Whispering wisdom, a lullaby unseen. In her embrace, fears find their release, A sanctuary of love, a shelter of peace. She nurtures dream

"Beloved Mother: The Eternal Flame of Love"
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Smartify ™ Poetry Publication

FreeWriting

Again The Second Coming

✓ Again The Second Coming ✓ [ Inspired by ©W. B. Yeats "The Second Coming" ] ✓ Improve English @ rovlo.blogspot.com

Again The Second Coming
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Matthew Adekunle

FreeWriting

Two Future saver

Is just a memory of my friend when we are in school what we plan to become and where we are now

Two Future saver
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Jeremylxix

FreeWriting

Live

We may not have the time we think we have.

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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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Aprateem

FreeWriting

Change

The poetries, that once Became, the voice to my feelings; Run behind me today, To engulf and torment me. Yes, those very same words, Instead of filling me with extacy, Haunts me today. Why?! Because People change! And words can not...

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shaan

FreeWriting

The poor grape seller boy(poem)

In the scorching heat, a boy stands tall, Selling grapes, his dreams he recalls. A humble soul, with calloused hands, He weaves his way through life's vast lands. Each grape he holds, a story untold, Of resilience and hope, so bold. With every cluster, he shares a taste, Of perseverance and strength embraced. Beneath the sun, his spirit shines bright, A symbol of courage in the harshest plight. Through dust and toil, he perseveres, A silent poet amid life's tears. In his presence, a lesson we fi

The poor grape seller boy(poem)
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Weird Hub

FreeWriting

THE SWEETNESS OF LIFE ("Poem")

Life just flows through you as a certain sweetness and beauty. The sweetness of life Is found in little things, A quiet moment, a flower's bloom, A kind word, a song's tune. It's there for all to see, But only if we take the time To look and listen carefully. The sweetness of life Is in each passing day, A moment of joy, a moment of play.

THE SWEETNESS OF LIFE ("Poem")
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Kuvonakala

FreeWriting

Words

Like an infectious disease at bodily opening floating inside like aromatic scent at nostrils, that is how the sound wave travels through ears processed and integrated in the brain and words manifest. Once altered cannot be retracted so they manifest. Like a virus in the system  emotions are corrupted. Leaving the permanent mark through the thoughts, doubt and worry are some of the output and proof, depending on magnitude in input reflects output. Like radiation harmful words are poisonous. To th

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Tyrandz

FreeWriting

Seldom

I was lonely one night and an inspiration came,so i thought of making that thiught into words. You are never alone out there,trust me

Seldom
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