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Partnern

you

I believe you are there,
Somewhere in the endless air,
A presence felt but never seen,
A whisper in the silent dream.

You are the gentle touch of breeze,
That rustles through the autumn trees,
The warmth of sun upon my face,
A reminder of your sweet embrace.

I sense you in the morning light,
As birdsong greets the dawning bright,
And in the starry, starry night,
Where constellations gleam with light.
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Posted: Feb 2023
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AmandaHude

Rainy Night

The rain falls gently on the rooftops,
A soft patter that never stops,
In the darkness of the night,
The raindrops shimmer in the light.

The world is hushed, the streets are still,
As the rain continues its gentle trill,
The leaves rustle in the breeze,
As the drops fall on the trees.

The air is cool, the scent is sweet,
As the rain washes away the heat,
It's a moment of calm, a moment of peace,
As the rain brings the earth release.

The sound of the rain is a lullaby,
A soothing melody, a gentle sigh,
As we lay in bed and listen,
To the raindrops on the windows glisten.

So let the rain fall, let it pour,
Let it wash away the worries of before,
For on this rainy night,
Everything feels clean and bright.
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Posted: Apr 2023
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surprizeme

dropsfallingdownlikewater

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FallinG
Falling wateR
Falling like wateR
FALLING DOWN LIKE WATER
Falling like wateR
Falling wateR
FallinG
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Posted: Apr 2023
About this poem:
Minimalism
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realdeal890online today!

True love

Rain beating like a drum against the roof of your heart the dragons are yet to depart.....

Words left to be unspoken tear our minds apart....

New years unbroken yet to be made.....

The devils a waiting yet to be paid....

The fire burns but smokes with fear....

The animal is trapped yet the hunters are near.....

The nights a come but the stars dont shine.....

When in God's true love time will a heart ever belong to mine.

P.s true love is worth waiting for always.
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Posted: Jan 2023
About this poem:
A story
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Roashard

Separation

So many miles away, like the distance between night and day, I've grown so much since you last went away.If time could speak it would ask why this way, Summers are so bleak because we barely speak, Solidarity is what the soul craves, But your heart beat sound's further and further away. A world with ought u is like the stars with no moon!??
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Posted: Aug 2022
About this poem:
This poem is about heartbreak and trials during tough relationships!
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Roashard

Strive

To reach a goal that no one knows, To think the unthinkable but watch it grow, To reach a level unimaginable to the naked eye, But what is pleasurable to the natural mind. To strive to be alive oh what a time to be alive all I want to do is Strive!
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Posted: Aug 2022
About this poem:
I wrote this one night after watching the movie King Richard! Venus was about to have a big match and Serena was at the court starring at the court her dad walked up to her and told her in so many words that her hard work would pay off in due time!
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Roashard

Strive

To reach a goal that no one knows, To think the unthinkable but watch it grow, To reach a level unimaginable to the naked eye, But what is pleasurable to the natural mind. To strive to be alive oh what a time to be alive all I want to do is Strive!
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Posted: Aug 2022
About this poem:
I wrote this one night after watching the movie King Richard! Venus was about to have a big match and Serena was at the court starring at the court her dad walked up to her and told her any so many words that her hard work would pay off in due time!
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MX430

Irony is hitting

Because they are elected, because they buy their seat
irony has been hitting them
harder than they thought, let'em, let'em
could be, irony does not like ironies
damn lorries
and when they say, 2nd is our god, 2nd shoots back
is malice like Alice
at least, Alice Cooper on the road...kick'em!
do not let them aim, hold it tight or be surprised
those moors kept Spain, and them some
no, not their way, the way the sway is, morons-a-la-may-day
come, 2nd, come, and make them bled.
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Posted: Jun 2022
About this poem:
thoughts.
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yaspark

The life cycle

A pure raw emotion
Shared a shabby shed
With a grumpy lad
And got fed up
With that

She looked for answer
In her quest
Whether she was happy
Or depressed
A funny thought
One day came by
Why not to fly?

And off she went
Into the ceiling -
And left a dent
The sea of boiling soup
Beneath
Was not to miss
She dived
Deep into the pot
And boiled and splashed…
Now fully cooked
Depressed she looked
And smelled like soup..

In her disturbed elated state
She opted to evaporate,
Precipitate,
And start anew..
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Posted: Jan 2022
About this poem:
Inspired by cooking dahl
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optimisticme

Just look!

And the past is gone, confined to history,we live for today its as far as we can see, but, history has a story to tell, it shows the future, it shows it well, because everything goes around and around, well, at least thats what I've found, so history is a part of who we are, where we go, how far!,,,, if you want to see tomorow, look back into the past, you won't be the first, and you won't be the last.
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Posted: Feb 2022
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