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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Gratitude

Gratitude, oh sweet gratitude, How you make our hearts uplifted, With every moment that we breathe, You remind us how we're gifted. For every dawn that breaks the night, And every bird that sings its song, For every friend that brings us light, We thank you, gratitude, so strong. With every challenge that we face, You show us how to persevere, And with your gentle, loving grace, We find the strength to conquer fear. In every smile that we receive, And every kindness that we see, We feel your war

Gratitude
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S.O.M

FreeWriting

LOVE ❤️

My personal opinion on what love should be or what it is. ❤️

LOVE ❤️
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Dzejnieks

FreeWriting

Beauty

This is the 2nd Poem I have ever written. Same age as I wrote 'Life As A Poet.' So I'd have been 13 or 14 when I wrote this.

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Moba

FreeWriting

There was a country

Once! There was a country That held hope for her people Whose leaders were the youths role models Whose people were the most disciplined Whose military were the nation's pride Whose students were the nation's erudite Whose economy prospered and flourished Yes! There was a country Whose neighbours were envious Whose citizens were contented Whose environment was friendly and peaceful Whose military strength, Was nothing compared to her neighbour's Yet she was satisfied and happy There was a countr

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Tazix

FreeWriting

Carousel of pain

Dark poam of self torture

Carousel  of pain
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Nabila Khan

FreeWriting

Poetry

اسے کہو کہ کبھی لوٹ کر جو آئے وہ گزشتہ سال کے لمحے بھی ساتھ لائے وہ Tell him to come back He also brought last year's moments with him It knocks on the thought of death like this He also used to sing songs of happiness to me He claimed to understand the sufferings of the dead Come and laugh with me sometime I know he can't stay Witness! He also brought all his rutjages I am very sad to see him go away Sometimes he wakes me up in my dream Nabila Khan

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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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IVY

FreeWriting

Crying soul

In the tender whispers of twilight's embrace, A sweet poem weaves its grace, For a little crying soul to find solace, In verses that gently mend and erase. Through teardrops that glisten like stars above, Love's essence whispers with gentle love, In each line, a warm hug to enfold, To heal the heart, so weary and cold. With stardust ink and moonlit rhyme, The poem sings a lullaby sublime, Embracing sorrow, embracing pain, A comforting balm to ease the strain. Oh, little soul, don't you weep, For

Crying soul
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Alexis karpouzos

FreeWriting

THE CHILDREN OF WORLD - ALEXIS KARPOUZOS POETRY

The tears of a child, the pain of a mother! A heart full of memories of a dead father!

THE CHILDREN OF WORLD - ALEXIS KARPOUZOS POETRY
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Opoku Lexicon

FreeWriting

The Physical Worlds

A poem which brings to light the different kinds of physical worlds we have and live in. Taken from Different Worlds from The Songs of Lexicon.

The Physical Worlds
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Kech

FreeWriting

THE POWER OF OBSESSION

OBSESSION IN LOVE

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M Abbas

FreeWriting

What is Nature?

Nature, in the broadest sense, is the physical world or universe. "Nature" can refer to the phenomena of the physical world, and also to life in general. The study of nature is a large, if not the only, part of science.

What is Nature?
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Raffi

FreeWriting

Night

Poetry on night

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Anam

FreeWriting

Poetry: Madness

This poetry is a satire on Shakespearean plays and also an urge for writing like him.

Poetry: Madness
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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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AUTINE BABI

FreeWriting

Short poem for bird lovers

In skies so wide, the birds take flight, Their feathers painted with dawn's soft light. With melodies sweet, they serenade the day, In nature's orchestra, they proudly play. Their wings of grace, a sight to behold, In every color, a story's told. In trees they nest, in freedom they soar, Birds of wonder, we forever adore. From sparrows humble to eagles grand, In every land, they make their stand. Oh, bird lovers' hearts, forever they'll sing, For in these creatures, such joy they bring.

Short poem for bird lovers
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Opoku Lexicon

FreeWriting

A Friendship Like No Other; A Birthday Like None Other

A birthday wish from Lexicon to his best friend. Taken from Birthday Wishes of The Songs of Lexicon

A Friendship Like No Other; A Birthday Like None Other
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zoar

FreeWriting

Tears

It's unfair I can't fight you back So I just let my tears out of the dark You've just open a faucet in my eyes Letting my angriness turn into cries But man, don't you recognize I'm just now trying to be nice I can kill you with kindness When I'm in my madness Well I guess I'm a good actress So don't let me undress

Tears
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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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De Johnson

FreeWriting

Life

Life, oh life, a precious gift From the moment we are born, we lift Our heads to take in new sights And learn from all the wrongs and rights A journey filled with twists and turns And moments that our soul burns Some days are bright and beautiful While others, dark and sorrowful But through it all, we must endure And learn to cherish, love, and be pure For life is fleeting, and time goes fast And we must make each moment last So let us live our lives with purpose And strive for what is truly wor

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