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Kelvin writes

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My Mother Has A Photo Album In Heaven

My mother doesn't read books, she reads people who read books. like she read my cousin who was pregnant at 16 because she tasted lemon dewdrops in early sunrise and the bittersweet experience of motherhood never left her palm like a written note. my mother could read fever just by placing hands on the forehead of her child, you could say she was the MOM in therMOMeter because my mom never kept us in a room temperature... to say, she didn't want us to get spoilt, she tightened up every corner tha

My Mother Has A Photo Album In Heaven
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Atur Bey

FreeWriting

The Fallen drop of tears

Perhaps, You’re unknown of the price. Although just a solitary droplet from a molten heart It has touched the earth with a thousand words within. As it scatters laden with soil Let the breeze come and touch you. In the dark night when the moon is nowhere to be seen, The world seeks for its beam. When the lonely wind touches me The lightning within my heart Tries to come out in the world. My heart always in fear of the fall…..! With the dew from the Himalayas Play my longing eyes This ever flowin

The Fallen drop of tears
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Lily

FreeWriting

Torment

The tears we shed are not only that of pain. It might be of torment. The torment of not knowing the unknown. We are scared of things that are yet to come. Things that are yet to form. Some might hide, and some might run. But it will always come just for fun. It lurks in the shadows, driving you insane. It enjoys the torment, it thinks it's a game. It feeds off the pain. You can only pray. We all have that fear. Some call it anxiety, and some call pain.

Torment
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Jeremylxix

FreeWriting

Live

We may not have the time we think we have.

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Rutainikwa

FreeWriting

A Can't Write

Even when I felt like writing not, I managed that. Rate it!

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Shouvik Singh

FreeWriting

ANHEDONIA

In this condition a person is totally shuttered and he often feels uneasy in a pleasant situation.

ANHEDONIA
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DeadBorn

FreeWriting

Thank you

Melody of a broken heart…

Thank you
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Emmzzy vibez

FreeWriting

Nigeria my pride

Nigeria is renowned for its diversity, with a mix of cultures, religions, and traditions that make up its people. Despite facing various challenges, such as poverty and corruption, Nigerians are known for their strength and resilience. They have a vibrant energy and an unbreakable spirit, which allows them to overcome obstacles and strive for a better future. This combination of diversity, and strength makes Nigeria a unique and dynamic country with great potential for growth and success.

Nigeria my pride
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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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Faded Ubaid

FreeWriting

As Above, So Below

The Principle of Hermetic Philosophy

As Above, So Below
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F

نیہا ثمن ملک

FreeImage

Loneliness

Dillagi

Loneliness
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Jeremylxix

FreeImage

I Want You Out Of My Head

Thoughts, Nightmares Dreams and what nots.

I Want You Out Of My Head
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Bennyskaters poetry 🇰🇪

FreeImage

Heart of poetry

Appraising the art of poetry ❤️❤️❤️

Heart of poetry
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Glenn

FreeWriting

When did we fall out of love?

.... you know that day is coming...and boy, believe me, it's coming...

When did we fall out of love?
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Guest

FreeImage

Poetry

Poetry

Hamza

FreeImage

Gift for poetri lovers

Rate my Group dp disigin

Gift for poetri lovers
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Guest

FreeWriting

वे पागल लोग

कुछ पागल है सरहद पर खड़े हैं, उनकी वजह से हम सुरक्षित खड़े हैं, आंधी हो तूफ़ान हो रुकते नहीं है वे, सरहद को सुरक्षित रखते हैं वे, गोली चलाना नहीं है चाहते, हिंसा को बढ़ाना नहीं है चाहते ।। पर कुछ गद्दारो के लिए पूरी गोली खाली करते हैं, हाँ ये वही पागल है जो हमारे लिए मरते है ।। अपना आशियाना साजाना उनका ख्वाब नहीं होता, सरहद पर कोई घुसपेठ करे उनसे बरदाश्त नहीं होता, छाती अपनी आगे करके खड़े हो जाते हैं, लहू की होली खेल खेल कर आंसमा छु जाते हैं ।। हिम्मत नहीं हारते वे, गोली चलाना बेखुबी जानते ह

वे पागल लोग