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Usama

FreeWriting

Echoes of the past

Enjoy your self

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Guest

FreeWriting

Poems for children

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Stephen crown

FreeWriting

Until i meet you

Before I met you, I thought I was happy, and I was, but I had never known the rich contentment, deep satisfaction, and total fulfillment you brought to me when you came into my life. Before I met you, I felt a lot of things, good things, but I had never experienced the indescribably intense feelings I have for you. Before I met you, I thought I knew myself, and I did, but you looked deep inside me and found fresh new things for us to share. Before I met you, I thought I knew about love, but I di

Until i meet you
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Ebadat ali

FreeImage

Two friends photo

we are best friend

Two friends photo
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Tazix

FreeWriting

Father hear my cry

God help me free me, and i pray may u here all who feel this pain. Depression and its corruption destroys the way we see, exasperating pain tell we are unable to reconize are self. so please everyone that reads this, pray god help all those who feel this pain and only may you set them free.

Father hear my cry
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mildandred

FreeWriting

Pink Titles

Inspired by Pink Floyd song titles

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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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sadii

FreeWriting

Love dose

love when starts its look like stars, who bright the mind and shine in the heart.... its taste is sweet and give a relief from every kind of worry and anxiety love dose keep you healthy with bless feelings and respect

Love dose
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Mike

FreeWriting

The betrayal

In shadows deep, where friendships fray, Lies the tale of trust led far astray. Once, they wore masks of loyalty so tight, Yet beneath the surface, darkness took flight. Their smiles masked secrets, their words were veiled, In the garden of friendship, treachery unveiled. A dagger concealed by a friendly embrace, Betrayal's bitter truth, hard to erase. They whispered sweet promises, a pact so sly, But their deceitful hearts harbored a lie. Behind your back, they plotted and schemed, In the realm

The betrayal
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Moba

FreeWriting

THE THIRD WORLD POLITICIAN

Here he is, The big man. He flaunts his money, To show the masses His affluent and wealth. And the rumours spread, That the big man, Was not a businessman. "But what could he be". They wondered. Which occupation, Made you as rich as a businessman? It was not carpentry, Nor was it bricklaying, Or blacksmithing, Then suddenly we knew! The big man, Was nothing but a politician. An occupation of the privileged Who never got tired of their occupation, Who did more bad than good, Whose personal intere

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Pathfinder

FreeWriting

The tree

Inspired by the tree in my compound 😆

The tree
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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

A Drifted Tale

002 Once upon a time, our love was blazing like the sun- warm, comforting, and suitable. Until the world played with spear and gun. We broke apart, we drifted along the brawl. We first met in front of your house's lawn, now, we end it tragically at that same place. Promises gone by, leaving feelings of affliction. All will be in memories, all those hugs and kisses. Time, distance, communication, and presence, we lose it all, and we slowly grew apart. In our promised place I felt your absence, re

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Laiba

FreeWriting

"Shadows and Light: A Journey through Depression"

"Shadows and Light: A Journey through Depression" is a profound exploration of the intricate path one traverses while grappling with the depths of depression. This poignant journey delves into the interplay between darkness and illumination, unveiling the complexities, challenges, and transformative potential inherent in this struggle.

"Shadows and Light: A Journey through Depression"
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Drich The Poet

FreeWriting

Renaissance

Call me the Duke of Silence, I resonate with the six elders at the Gala. I would rather commend a madman for saving a cat, Than applaud politicians in SUVs, Wearing first-class Royce, While we suffer in harsh economic downfall. Renaissance is my diploma, I’ve come to see through all peers, Shady thoughts and unclear actions. Living is now a matter of, “What do you bring to the table?” Youthful pride in contrast to, “Why should I answer that?” Suffering childhood memories, Seems to be the best ph

Renaissance
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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Pied Piper

007 The children laughed just by the mention of his name. They understand the meaning of liberated that he claims, they understand the happiness that he spoke of. The only one who don't understand him were the adults. He took the children to play in the mountains, to laugh and get dirty while dancing and singing non-stop. He let them remember that they are still a child, a child that's supposed to run and get wild. He freed them from the shackles of society and obedience, letting them rebel to f

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sahil

FreeWriting

FREEDOM FROM EVERYTHING

This poem basically explains the struggle that I face in my life and how I feel being different from others

FREEDOM FROM EVERYTHING
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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

Unsent Love Letters

026 Scribbles written on a piece of paper, an emotion and feelings of an admirer. Confession were marked in each pages, freeing the emotions from its cages. Black ink formed words, sealed inside the envelope as a letter should. Each lines were full of admiration, a pure and innocent adoration. On these letters, a tale was mold, a secret story that is yet to be told. On these folded papers lies the hidden feelings, a strange and crazy emotions that clings. However, these letters were remain hidde

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Rod

FreeWriting

Beautiful Nature Poems

When we take the time to examine the beauty of the world around us, we are able to see parallels within our own lives. One who in tune with nature is in tune with the practice of living. Nature moves in a spiral as do our personal lives.

Beautiful Nature Poems
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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

She was a Poem

028 She was a poem with rhymes and rhythm, someone whose secrets are hidden. Her faithful friend was her pen, an object who witnessed her veiled shenanigan. She was a poem that only a few can understand. Someone private and hard to comprehend. The papers are her companion at night, forming her thoughts as her pen took flight. She was an unfinished poem hiding traumas behind the pages. Unraveled emotions and tears are hidden inside her cages. Millions of thoughts keep her awake at night, shadows

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mildandred

FreeWriting

Mother Earth

Let us protect Mother Earth from Climate Change

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