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Tracy The Poet 2m
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Kathy Figueroa Poet 21m
☀️BLUE (A POEM FOR THE BLUE PLANET) was displayed at Brush With The North art gallery, in Maynooth, earlier this year, and is the 4th in this series of Poem Walk Project . 💦🌎 🌲🇨🇦🌲
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ElizaBeth0299 Dec 17
Sometimes your soul can be healed with writing poems
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Robert J. W. Dec 15
When we meet, it's a reunion of stars and bone; colliding like cars without passengers, burning until the smoke strangles the concrete mistakes, leaving only us.
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lenee h.🌙 🌟 Dec 15
The Kindle version of my poetry book, Cosmic Phases, is now free until December 19! Make sure to check it out ♡
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新地学 / Gaku Dec 15
poems after poems I wrote not for fame nor for money just want to build a bridge between you and I, I and this world to prove Anne Frank's words true “In spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart.”
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Donald Sterling 2h
"I don't believe in perfect love. But I do believe that there are people whose lives are inextricably intertwined" -Jack McPhee Follow on mirakeeapp
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Deep Thoughts Dec 15
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𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 🇬🇾 Dec 9
I wrote (typed actually, lol) this for the loml 🥀
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Simarjeet Kaur Dec 16
The clock maybe at a stand still for you, But don't let it get you down, sad or blue. For even on days of your deepest sorrow, Come to me and I will show you the rainbow. You always have my shoulder to rest, And in my house you will always find yourself a safe nest.
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David Allen Dec 15
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autumnofwords 5h
Q: What do you think can save the future? A: Apart from Sherlock Holmes? I guess stories, poems and novels about love and faith. - Autumn of Words
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Drew B 15m
Indulge her in your wonder. Enlighten her in your need. Suffocate her in your desire. Engulf her in your knead. Drown her in your romance...
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M. S. Reggiori Dec 16
She writes From her misty heart It washes over me Like fragrant scents Of gentle deities From the meadows Blend be I With wild roses Floor bedded in leaves Linger I Iike the daisies Into night's atrium It rushes upon me Like the white water rafters Over my paper skin
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Davi 5h
Water soothes my soul. So I'm hiding in the shower hiding my grief. Letting the water run cold as I cry out my soul because I miss you. To a forever loved one.
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Kathy Figueroa Poet Dec 17
☀️A MOOSE IN APRIL is the 3rd in this series of Poem Walk Project . Published on May 1, 2014, in The Bancroft Times newspaper, it's currently on display at the . I wrote this after my 1st sighting, on Madawaska Road. 🇨🇦🌲
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[Miracle:Aira🌸]IGOT7 💚[PRESENT :YOU]🐣🐣 23h
Hi everyone I just did these poems I know its somehow common but hope you still like it
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The Merry Troll 19h
"Room 416" 📷 by Adolfo Felix via IG: i am the four corners of the last room and loneliness --the cracks on the walls
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stevebarichko Dec 17
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(S)tupid bitch Dec 17
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