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saket13
6 votes
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Abstract, Non-Fiction, Poem
Silent Saga, My Conscience says, I am growing Coming up to the silent patch while rowing Silence is deep like ocean's trench Enchanting wisdom from ancient sageThe journ...
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saket13
2 votes
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Romance, Fable, Poem
Mischief: SPRINGAromatic air & musky woods Lifts you high with wildish moods Woods gets green & roses red Everything is lovely in butterfly effect. Mischievous deed &love first site Spring is one who ...
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Mr pen
once in the far away corners of the globe,there was a girl, who never gave upeven though she was only two and three feet tall.she always tried to jump over a small wall.the little girl would run with ...
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ANDRW
4 votes
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Mystery, Poem
I wake up in a forest I don't recognise.The Snow, laying as a thick layer over trees and ground, glitters in the sun.Even though the sun is shining it is cold, frozen I begin to walk. Hesitantly at fi...
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luke
3 votes
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Fable, Abstract, Poem
Clacks would crash through, with creaking age bearing heavy on beams and struts. Dust would swirl and rest, at mercy and whim of crack-borne gusts through worn brick and plaster. Dusk would come and g...
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lianne
4 votes
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Non-Fiction, Poem
10.55The door of my room is openDownstairs my father plays an old song on his turntableOutside a cat is moaningI imagine it's probably moaning from copulationLet the needle scratch out the windAs well...
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starcitywriter
Finnally remembered my password to logon on!With leaf rake in handI set out to the yardTo gather the leavesThat had blown from afar..A wind sent leaves swirlingUntamed by my effortMoments of ...
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feelsurreal
2 votes
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Romance, Humour, Non-Fiction, Poem
I would ask for your name if your tongue wasn’t in my mouth. One of your big toes has been nesting in my O-ring for 10 minutes now. Jeep Wranglers were not built for making out. I vaguely reca...
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jobeilby
The city illuminates,Another night emerges.Somewhere, your footprints.Somewhere, your breath. Frigid air clings to skin.This raw unguarded feeling Packs the pores;Penetrates and steals faith. The ni...
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lianne
SpitIt's raining outsideA jet flies byA jest flew byI'm infinitely floating in fliesWhich the worms swallowedJust so you could speakIn tongues like snakesOf which the bible speaks...
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