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Life, the Thrill of InfatuationA Poem by Ujjal MandalLife, the Thrill of InfatuationWhat you had yesterday thatI have today and whatI have todayThat must be yours tomorrow.We have been madeSolely to perf.. |
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ArtA Poem by LanaI know that flowers fadeI know that the world goes awayI know love can be a price to payI know it comes with painAnd I know that if ever I'm aloneAnd .. |
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Everyone Has A StoryA Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellLife is lived in seasons. |
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the reader who started writingA Story by Bideep RoyBideep's journey |
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Some DaysA Poem by WillaDanversIt doesn't matter how many people I have around me, this cloud will always exist above my head. |
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DriftingA Poem by DammiePoem about living life without really caring about what's gonna happen next |
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Entirely VirtuousA Poem by Satish VermaEntirely Virtuous |
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THE GIFT OF LIFEA Poem by AiRWhat is life all about?Is it just pleasure, is it to scream and shout?Is it success, that will ultimately burn out?Or is it about Peace that we must l.. |
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End Of BeginningA Poem by Satish VermaEnd Of Beginning |
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Black DreamsA Poem by Satish VermaBlack Dreams |
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The Right Me (Kyrielle)A Poem by Linda Marie Van TassellYou’ll never be able to find yourself if you’re lost in someone else. ~ Colleen Hoover |
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AriseA Poem by TitaniumStarA simple poem about waking up. |
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Half SinnedA Poem by Satish VermaHalf Sinned |
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All that you needA Story by Hello06It is a story of a girl who learns a valuable life lesson through a fascinating, captivating, and spooky journey. |
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Last SunriseA Poem by Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn d..Philosophical thoughts about our lives that do always culminate in death ... |
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The SeagullA Poem by LanaThere are no wordsto explainhow in vainmy love flies out in the windin painthat it has never been caughtthat it has never been recordedor seenjust dri.. |
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Subtractive PainsA Poem by Satish VermaSubtractive Pains |
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Conversations on Life with AiRA Poem by AiRWho am I? Why am I here?What is the Purpose of my life, my dear?When somebody asks me, 'What is the Truth?'I tell them to get to the bottom of the roo.. |
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Shrouded In A WhyA Poem by William Michael ReevesA Villanelle about someone who died recently |
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Just Call Me A Wordy-A*s Adjective ManA Poem by Marvin Thomas Cox-Flynn d..Just having a bit of fun with the reality of who & what I am: An Adjective Man (See the works of Thomas Wolfe). We are nothing more than who and wha.. |
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