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Jolly good soul

A poem that talks about the evolution of feelings

Jolly good soul

Agu Sunday Chidera

FreeWriting

THE JOURNEY OF LIFE

''THE JOURNEY OF LIFE'' is authored by AGUSUNDAY CHIDERA to narrate what life is all about. All fingers are not equal but anyplace you find yourself be grateful. Some people are born of silver spoon while others struggle to be wherever they are. It takes time consistency and determination to stand it.

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Fahim

FreeWriting

Unrequited love

Beneath your radar, I stand, a flickering flame, burning my self up for you to see, but you, lost in the darkness, can't even see my light. I am the candle, wax melting into the night, unseen, unheard, unloved. I am the moth, flying towards your flame, only to be burned and ignored, as if I were never there at all.

Unrequited love
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Aiman

FreeWriting

He made the final decision

He kept looking up at the sky Imagining to be the star He kept looking at the garden Imagining to be the flower Will you be okay? Will you be fine? If one day, I make you cry If one day, I am not by your side ! He smiled even when it was heavy Such a relief ! they were by his side He laughed at every joke He decided to be remembered that way Just like that.. One day, He made up his mind Then lost the courage to hurt them One day, He made a decision Then he promised to be by their side At last wi

He made the final decision
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Prokash dev

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Poetry poem

Oldest Poetry

Poetry poem
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Dhaniels.Inc

FreeWriting

The pursuit of true love is betrayed by true love itself

In the dance of fate, a man's pursuit, Chasing dreams, love taking root. He sought her heart with fervent might, In the realm of day and shadows of night. Her laughter, a melody, echoed sweet, He weaved his verses, laid at her feet. Yet, destiny played a fickle game, As she wandered off, another's claim. Through the tapestry of time and tears, He watched her drift, casting off fears. Another's arms embraced what he craved, Love's illusion, from his grasp, enslaved. In the echo of silence, he sto

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Zaini

FreeWriting

Love poem

In the boundless sky, our love takes flight, Stars dance in the velvet night. Moonlight whispers secrets deep, As our souls in love, forever leap. Clouds like dreams, softly drift by, In our hearts, love's eternal sigh. With every dawn, a new embrace, Our love's story, time can't erase. So let us soar on wings of love, Guided by the stars above.

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Fun tv

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Deep line

Emotional

Deep line
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Thoth

FreeWriting

Poetry

In the bloom of youth, dreams take flight, A canvas of hopes, painted so bright. Eager hearts, chasing the sun, Adventure whispers, beckoning each one. Dance of laughter, in the moonlit glow, Friendships forged, like rivers that flow. In the tapestry of time, their stories unfold, Boundless potential, a tale to be told. Rebels of passion, questioning the norms, Breaking through barriers, weathering storms. In the symphony of youth, a vibrant song, Echoes of courage, resilient and strong. Yet, fl

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Eirlysss

FreeWriting

The Blind Old Guitarist

037 Along the dirty pavement of an old city, where each dark alleys are covered with peasants begging for alms. The blind old guitarist were cramped in the corner most of the alley, gently strumming his worn guitar, creating harmonies to get some dimes. The melody travels along the cacophony of voices, masking the reality behind the poor and dark passage. The music lives behind the curtain, overlooked by their velvet and silk dresses. T'was a horrible reality where poverty is their entourage. Th

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ORA

FreeWriting

THE LOST TALE

Sitting in the oblivion of my mind I feel the emptiness creeping inside Forsaking my sanity over the memories I ought to work on my sanity... For my broken heart may not mend. All I asked of you was to give me your heart, You however took mine and returned it in pieces Now I am sitting here alone, looking at the space Wondering how to fix my heart that is oh so badly scathed And here I thought, I meant everything to you When we were together I thought we would make a tale to be told You meant ev

THE LOST TALE
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Saint sailor

FreeWriting

In His Life, I'm Not the Female Protagonist

In a world of tales, where each heart's a book, A girl believed, with a hopeful look. That everyone's the lead in their own rhyme, She, too, the star in her own sweet time. Through life's story, she danced with glee, Her spirit waltzing, wild and free. She thought, "I'm the main, the shining one, In the story of life, I'm second to none." But one day, a twist, a plot untold, A love story with edges rough and bold. She glimpsed his eyes, a captivating sight, Yet, in his world, she was out of sigh

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Faded Ubaid

FreeWriting

As Above, So Below

The Principle of Hermetic Philosophy

As Above, So Below
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Mustofa

FreeWriting

Waspada

Waspadalah. Sesuci apapun niatmu, ada nafsu yang menyelinap lalu menunggangi langkahmu.

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Guest

FreeWriting

memories

It didn't last long, but it feels like more than a decade experience.

memories

mghahr

FreeWriting

A poem about winter

Here's a humorous poem about a grumpy old man who doesn't want to participate in winter activities: Oh Rajab Zamstran, oh grumpy old man, Why do you resist the winter plan? The snow is fallin g, the fire is lit, But you refuse to join in the fun and grit. You scowl and grumble, you shake your head, "I won't play in the snow," you say instead. You cross your arms, you furrow your brow, Like a grouchy cat, you won't let go. But why, dear Rajab, must you be so sour? Winter's joy is worth much more.

A poem about winter
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Sark

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Halloween is the time when you can

Halloween is the time when you can
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Utopia

FreeWriting

When I Hold You

When I hold you, the world grows calm, In your arms, everything turns gentle, The day's turmoil softens, a soothing balm, And I find refuge in your temple. Your embrace, a precious remedy, Against the troubles of daily grind, A tender haven, where love's the key, Where only peace and solace we find. When I hold you, I feel so strong, In this cocoon of tenderness, Worries dissolve, they're proven wrong, For near you, there's only readiness. It's in these moments, simple and true, That I find sola

When I Hold You
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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

FreeWriting

Resilient Dawn's Grace

MIRROR, kind and true, No judgment, just a view. BED, a friend in need, Listening as problems feed. DREAM, an escape's embrace, Reality's troubles we erase. RAIN, tears from the sky, Crying with you, never shy. DARKNESS, a hidden space, Your pain it will embrace. SHOWER, washing pain away, With each drop, a brighter day. MUSIC, healing artful sound, Heart's solace easily found. GOD, a guiding light, Through the darkest night.