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I Tell You I'm FineA Poem by gabiaimeeHow can I find the words? |
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The Art of Appreciating SnowA Poem by Robert RonnowNearing the end of a too busy weekit starts to snow. Dangerousbut soothing. Wherever you go,take care. Your memories are too weak,alone, to keep you a.. |
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Cure for BoredomA Poem by gabiaimeeDon't tell me you're too busyafter an hour-long conversationthat began with "I'm bored"and consisted of one letter.Idon't want to be your distractionw.. |
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Busy.A Poem by Grace EisenhauerI'm brand new to adulthood. Nearing the end of my college career I'm seeing how time with family and friends becomes less and less. It's hard...so her.. |
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My father called..A Story by nitinMy father called. As always, I was busy. Sometimes I am rushing for lunch, at times I am engrossed in a movie. In the mornings I am driving to the off.. |
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Tea for ThreeA Story by MelissaAndresThis is a short children's story that is also for adults about imagination, taking time out of a busy day to spend with your children and soothing the.. |
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Hustle Bustle Shuffle FlowA Poem by Kenny NShort poem I wrote while on a Layover in an airport. |
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I HAVE A PLANA Poem by Sylvia ChikaSo you try to convince me… ….you tell me to make some space To move at His pace To slow down To unclutter To unwi.. |
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SpinningA Poem by thetishSpinning in circles, faster and fasteron this merry-go-round of life.A top pulled and unwounda dizzying melodyEverything around becomes fuzz.The-color.. |
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Take a pause for a whileA Poem by QueendomA person need to take pause in the run and see the beautiful world he belongs, he just cannot afford losing such charm in the run of monotonous life. |
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Ghosts of Lights PastA Poem by The AshKat ProjectsNot imaginary. Not fiction.. Reality. My feelings. My thoughts. Me... |
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Jupiter's EyesA Poem by Courtney M WatsonWhy must my busy mind meld my life so? |
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Anxiety.A Poem by Annabelle LeeI think I'm being strangledSanity shreddedPiece of mind mangledThe weight of the worldHasn't been relievedI can't focusI'm not meMy back, it's lockedV.. |
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One Misspelling IntendedA Poem by DiskartetHarayacatching trains |
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The doors ajar...A Poem by tp340Open invite but is the door closing |
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eddieA Poem by james l navasEddie continues aroundregardlessblissfully unawareThe mighty penonly wielded by a mighty manthe truths of the maneternal.Once the pen masteredman beco.. |
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City LifeA Poem by OnlymeCity LifeThe streets are dirty and uncleaned.Cars wissing past here and there.People jaywalking across the roads.Window cleaners sprucing up bigshop w.. |
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The Grinch For Christmas.A Poem by OnlymeDifferent take...lol |
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