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Jeremylxix

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I Want You Out Of My Head

Thoughts, Nightmares Dreams and what nots.

I Want You Out Of My Head
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Bree

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Sane

Sane
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Ghulam Raza Almani/Badin.Pakistan

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Best sindhi gazal/ Sindhi poetry 555

Best sindhi gazal/ Sindhi poetry 555 Follow on facebook https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100088664561941&mibextid=ZbWKwL

Best sindhi gazal/ Sindhi poetry 555
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मां-एक महान योद्धा।

मां-एक महान योद्धा।

Blessing

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Behind the smiles

This is a portrait that explains what's behind the hurdles of her life

Behind the smiles
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SEA POEM #1

In life, there are circumstances wherein we lose hope, we experience to be afraid and to surrender. These are just trials that will make us to be braver. These are experiences which gives us essential lessons and sooner we can make it as an armor in a battle called life.

SEA POEM #1

Asif

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Bennyskaters poetry 🇰🇪

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Heart of poetry

Appraising the art of poetry ❤️❤️❤️

Heart of poetry
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Wisdom Lover

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Poem on "The Reign of Thornbush"

An excerpt from the poem; "Too late did the trees learn a lesson profound, As do good men who stay silent, unbound, Choosing passivity in public affairs, they bear, To be ruled by the malevolent, a price unfair."

Poem on "The Reign of Thornbush"
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نیہا ثمن ملک

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یہ شاعری خود میں نے لکھی ہے آپ سب سپورٹ کریں

I have written this poem myself, I need your support

یہ شاعری خود میں نے لکھی ہے آپ سب سپورٹ کریں
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Poetry

Writing by Babar Ali

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PARIZAD

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Guest

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Zubair Tarar Pakistani Poet

Zubair Tarar is a Pakistani poet and writer live-in Vehari

Zubair Tarar Pakistani Poet

Adrianavit

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flowers in autumn

In autumn's gentle embrace they bloom, Flowers of every color, dispelling gloom, A symphony of petals, nature's art, Whispering tales from the heart. Amidst the golden leaves, they sway, A dance of beauty in the sun's last ray, Bold and fragile, a paradox so true, Capturing time's essence in every hue. The air grows crisp, the days grow cool, Yet the flowers flourish, defying the rule, For in this season of change and decay, They remind us that beauty never fades away.

flowers in autumn
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Trey_thee_poet

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Puppet

Your beauty bewitched me, Just like a moth drawn to a flame, You pulled me and I couldn't resist And just like a puppet You made me dance to your rhythm I was a hopeless romantic A slave to your love

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De Johnson

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Mercy

Mercy is a gentle rain, That falls on the thirsty soul, It brings refreshment and peace, And makes the heart to grow whole. Mercy is a healing balm, That soothes the aching heart, It brings hope and comfort, And makes the darkness depart. Mercy is a guiding light, That shows the way through the night, It brings courage and strength, And makes the journey seem bright. Mercy is a precious gift, That comes from God above, It is a blessing beyond measure, And it is a gift of love.

Mercy
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MRcurrents

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The Art of storytelling: captivating hearts and minds

Storytelling is rigid art engaged by the telling/creator that essentially reanimates the feelings of thrill, emotion and empowerment. Its been mis used some times in our world today. but, it stands to be the most powerful form of art and theatrics.

The Art of storytelling: captivating hearts and minds
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soul less

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HEART TOUCHING POETRY

EVERYBODY WILL DIE A DAY

HEART TOUCHING POETRY
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Mustofa

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Here

The main stage of all levels of the universe is the visible world. No matter how low, no matter how dirty, no matter how despicable, this is where the lives of beings are determined. This is where history is. Here comes the scene. This is where it comes into play. This is where the proof is. No matter how much everything is intertwined and full of chaos, this is where the truth always tries to become a reality. All knowledge, all ideas, all hopes, all love and aspirations, will have no value if

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shaan

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شعر مرگ

مرگ، ای دوست ساکت و آرام، به سوی همه می‌آیی، بی پایان. نفس و زندگی را می‌دزدی، پایان مبارزات، درد و زحمت می‌باشی. لمس تو سرد است و آغوشت عمیق، در آغوشت، همه رازها نگهداری می‌کنی. به سوی جوانان و پیران می‌آیی، لمس تو، هر ضعیف و شجاعی را احساس می‌کند. تو عزیزان ما را می‌بری، تنها خاطرات و اشک را به جا می‌گذاری. تو جهان‌ها را شکسته و قلب‌هایمان را می‌شکنی، خانواده‌ها و دوستان را از هم جدا می‌کنی. اما شاید در آغوش تو پیدا کنیم، آرامشی که گاه سخت است بیابیم. شاید در آرامش کامل استراحت کنیم، و غم‌های

شعر مرگ
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