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Cathy Wagner Apr 17
The flower blooms It's petals bright and cheerful Welcoming those who pass, Shouting out to the world Of new life and cheer. Then, quietly, without fuss. The bloom dies, slowly, without noise or sorrow Allowing others to take its place Bringing new growth.
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Sumeet Bains 2m
Let’s live a lil more today Let’s sing and dance As no one is watching Fall in love with thyself And be smitten Breathe to feel your soul Every moment is a blessing Love yourself And Rock n Roll
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Lex Ukiyo 5h
my love is nowhere near lukewarm. it’s either fiery, electrifying, scorching or as cold as December’s unforgiving winds. if you have no intentions of fanning my flame, leave me be.
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MASTER OF TAILORED WORDS 26m
7 bloody 💔 🔫 shots but I’m still living..
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Fevers of the Mind Poetry & Art Digest Apr 21
Official Submission Deadline for first edition of Fevers Of The Mind Poetry & Art Digest will be the end of May 1ST. Be sending Poetry, Art, Photography, bios in Through E-mail FEVERSOFTHEMIND@GMAIL.COM as soon as you can. Thanks everyone
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Tash.in.the.clouds 9m
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Forrest Robert Stepnowski Apr 24
What do I do for self care? I write. Many blessings too.. when sad, stressed, or feeling defeated... write it out.
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ask.shewrites Apr 22
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Doihavethetots 2h
This is a slam poem i did for school, I hope you all enjoy 🔥 I tried to get as much of the poem as I could in the video Expect some fire music soon🎶 - - -
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Majo Blasco Apr 20
It's 7pm All my emotions sat in front of me Gagged, cable tied, duct taped Unable to move, unable to breathe They look up at me And they look Overfilled Unstable One by one I make them walk the curb And just like that I'm disappointed
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Jessie Ptak 20s
the dirt hugs close and the light seems far; alone and down beneath, i decide i’m not a skeleton; i’m a seed. -rainy morning poem
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eido Apr 19
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Bugs Bundy 3h
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akaylee03 14h
had to be this person: just one day coffee in hand, eyes on the sky. “Wow,” I sigh. What a beautiful life. 🐢
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Ami J. Sanghvi (Yugi Boi) 🦁👑💀 (#amwriting?) Apr 21
I'm a little broke rn, but it's time I created this thread. , drop your /poetry book links here. Shamelessly self-promote your work, and give your some exposure, guys. You deserve it. 🥰
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Christine Cosenza Apr 18
faint melody leads to absence of purged rhapsody when the ravens leave me in the pits they ignore the depths of my battered soul and ignore my pleas to release my anguish to let me go once and for all and flourish in peace exclude me from the wars
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Aspen✒️AspenBrave®™ Apr 17
Proof ⬇️ I follow😉I care so much about all whom connect with me. I am humbled & honored. I thank you for you. Your kind comments, likes, rts are treasures as are you. Have a beautiful Passover, Easter & Spring Break🔹BBS🕊 All my love, Aspen💫
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Le Beats 17h
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Amanda McLeod Writes Apr 22
“reason is an unmarked map the unfamiliar wild envelops me...” My poem “Landslide” is now in ❤️
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Stuart Dischell 41m
From the Archive: Martin Arnold and me in Jim Clark's front yard (note picket fence)
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