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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Scent of Hiding

029 Friendly as she is, always gives advice and answers queries. She laughs at every tiny parody, smiles at every little thing---so silly. Her charm was her beauty, a beauty she was insecure and shaky. She attracts souls who need therapy, a normal occurrence of hers every day. Her confidence was seasonal, she's cold but lowkey emotional. But beneath those facades, a stash was hidden, full of worries with no endin'. Midnight was her sweet haven, a time when she was free and in heaven. In the dark

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Amaka

FreeWriting

A poetry that I wrote.

That Day, I Fell In Love. As the sun emitted its rays like a shower of glistening sliver, Singing breeze swirled petals of salvia splendens And sent sweet notes of sandalwood, mint and sage, Scents that eloped strong, masculine shoulders, A sanctuary when I was scared, a cushion when I snoozed, As he scooped my face and stroked my cheeks, Starred so deep into my eyes that it pierced my soul, And sparked off a swarm of butterflies as I shuddered, Every second, I showed the symptoms of a lass in l

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MPLAYER9

FreeWriting

The Battlefield

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

The Battlefield
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Opoku Lexicon

FreeWriting

Songs from The Other Man

A handful of poems from The Songs of Lexicon, Written by Opoku Lexicon

Songs from The Other Man
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Drich The Poet

FreeWriting

Behind My Pillow

My world is peace My world is harmony My world is growth My world is joy My world is love My world is the future My world is my dream. Freedom comes after You find what enslaved you. In a realm of no pain Only inner peace That clover around your imagination Back to present Stained mud imitates blood Role play is left Unattended to, TV's no Longer have a function The movie is right in front of your pupil For now the apocalypse Has not yet come. Back to my pillow In nights of after Struggled days,

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Juxtathinka

FreeWriting

Hemotional

People who feel are drooping flowers. The tiny ones that the rain beats with it's fists. Anger comes with it's boiling rage. Then the mouth speaks: dropping eggs that are broken alongside many hearts. The sadness follows and then it covers you like a warm duvet. It is like a bodyguard that protects you and pushes everyone else away. When laughter comes, it comes with fear that the good feeling is your salary: it never lasts. What a price to pay for being so sensitive, bending like the plant in t

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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Valiant

016 She's the girl full of glee, Each day she's smiling happily. She gives light to others' days, By her being bubbly. She's the girl full of dreams, In midnight cold she's burning her eyebrow on flame. She works hard to be the best, Even though it's hard she insists. She's the girl who is degraded by society, They say she dreams too big and is greedy. They said that she can't reach her goal, Because she's even lesser than a lump of coal. She's a girl who works with heart and passion, She proved

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Jhie

FreeWriting

Rights of a Child

I am a child which I can do different things Each and every things which my parents told on me. Be good at all times and don't forget to pray God Because God protects me from any harm or in danger. I have the rights to be born and to lived once As I can see, the happy, happy, morning sun Their tender love and care make me be more lively. Through their gently touching makes me more been smiling. As a child, I have a right to play and have fun And to listen my beautiful teacher at school Who teaches me in a good manner and right conduct. As I grew up and molded to be a better man. Thanks for my Mama and Papa for schooling me. They are the one who guide me when I'm growing up, To make myself respectful and courteous. And to be a good leader and a follower.

Rights of a Child
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Kelvin writes

FreeWriting

IF HEAVEN HAD VISITING HOURS

If heaven had visiting hours, I would talk to God like I talk to myself, I want to see him shrug when I tell him I'm losing faith. I want to watch him stay quiet for a while, and say, God? What's on your mind? If heaven had visiting hours, I would take a stroll with Jesus when I feel depressed, I want his hands on my shoulder when I pour out my heart so I can look up in his eyes and say, you feel me right? cause friends are supposed to feel each other. If heaven had visiting hours, I wish we cou

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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Sunset

019 Oranges are scattered across the horizon, creating hues of gradient light in the zone. On the ocean, it'll come home and will sleep on its bosom. As the day comes to an end, it'll wave goodbye before it descends, leaving the dark as it takes a rest and parks. As the sky got covered in sentiment, like a beauty in predicament; may their hearts be at ease and wrap their day in peace. For although it symbolizes the end, where the day bid farewell and bend; there should also be another beginning,

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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Shipwreck

004 That one gallant ship, the one I rooted for. It was sailing flamboyantly, racing with the winds, cutting through the waves, and fighting the current. But now... That one gallant ship, that one gigantic sail, has already sank down under the water. Beneath the ocean's floor its debris' the only remains. Soon it'll fade into dust, leaving only its images in our memories. —Eirlysss💧

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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

At The Piano

008 Let our fingers dance. For now, let's cover ouselves with ignorance, For this too will end later Like a piano performance on the theater. Glide your fingers on the keys, Go and create perfect harmonies. Let your fingers dance on the piano. Let the music travels on the patio. Ease your mind and feel the piece's message. Play with your heart and unviel the mirage. May you hear my 'I love you' Hidden at this piano performance with you. At the piano I play, Hoping you understand what I relay. Th

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Opoku Lexicon

FreeWriting

A Lover or A Stranger

A page from a section of The Songs of Lexicon entitled Songs From The Other Man

A Lover or A Stranger
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Earnest Hearts

FreeWriting

PLEASE DON'T

Please don't judge me wrongly When I don't reply your messages Or even answer your calls, Don't even feel offended When I don't talk to you Because there is a lot you don't know And never you will ever know Yet they are not secrets. Please don't have that emptiness around yourself When am not around you, Don't even feel bored, When you can't hear my stories anymore, But please remember those moments, But only happy moments, Of memories we had together. Please don't cry at all, When you find me l

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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Icarus Reaching for Helios' Hands

013 With these wings, I fled, Escaping from the dark labyrinth. Flapping my hands to stay on the path, Like a tiny little bird who's finally free from its cage. With these wings, I saw Helios. Shinning like a billion embers of candles, Never flickering, forever warm. With amazement, I flapped harder, Feeling the euphoria of reaching you---maybe. Wax thawed, feathers fell, Father's voice echoed. Too late---I'm too late. Dazzled by Helios, trying to reach the unknown, Taking the risk, ended up wit

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Poeticfi

FreeWriting

All Back

I’ll take it all back If it meant the rewind would fix all the cracks If it means love would stroll even deeper into our hearts And break apart the cages of lust. I’ll take it all back If spaces would close up And initiate those times we made kisses spark in the dark One on one,Eyes locked up to touch And heal the deepest parts Doubts sat to eat to play it’s dirty tracks I’ll take it all back, I’ll take it all back Even if for a minute just to dispatch Every moment of weakness that made us slack

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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Father's Day

On this day we celebrate The man who's always there Through thick and thin, he never falters Our rock, our guide, our care He taught us how to walk and talk And cheered us on each day He held our hands when we were scared And wiped our tears away He worked so hard to give us life And showed us how to love He sacrificed and gave his all To bless us from above So on this special day we honor The one who gave us birth We thank him for his strength and love And celebrate his worth We cherish every m

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Poeticfi

FreeWriting

It’s Gone

It’s gone It’s gone Love is gone and sadness reborn Smiles packed along And left us in a state of forlorn Memories cracked in sorrow Not even a piece to borrow Tears now flow so thorough It’s reasons defined and justified For love was no more The present went so wrong That the future disappeared like sodom It’s gone it’s gone Our Love with time couldn’t stand so strong Our hearts gave up to the roar of doubts And now we lost it all Love couldn’t stand tall. We are left in a state of forlorn

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Noahstanleyehd

FreeWriting

Lies

Grasses claim to be as tall as an iroko Ants claim to be as big as an elephant. The antelopes thinks they are lions. The weak feel they are strong The prey believe they are predators Everyone lives in their own fictional world, But only the strong minded know How to differentiate dreams from reality You talk about your Non existential achievements. Lies told on purpose Or perhaps on the delusions of the mind.

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Shouvik Singh

FreeWriting

WHY ?

This poem is about a person who is not with me, but her memories are always with me.

WHY ?
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