Category: #Poetry
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A City Where Memories Can Be Bought and Sold
In a city where memories can be bought, traded, and erased, a poet loses his past — and becomes the accused in a crime of stolen identity. This free-verse piece explores the fragility of memory, the commodification of emotion, and the desperate human need to remember what makes us real. #FreeVerse #DystopianPoetry #MemoryAndIdentity #UrbanSoul #PoeticFiction…
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The Last Tree On Earth Tells its story: The Last Tree and Earth’s Whisper
I am the last tree on Earth— a fragile beacon standing amid the silent vastness, bearing stories etched in bark and breath, whispering hope into the barren wind. And I am Earth—ancient mother, wounded witness, carrying the weight of all life’s memories, calling to hearts willing to listen, promising renewal from the ashes of loss.…
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In the Shadow of Stillness: Highlights from My Autobiography I Would Like to Mention
Even scars become lanterns when you choose their quiet light, and acceptance is no thunderous arrival— but the soft dust settling after a storm.Sometimes survival is small: a meal alone without apology, an evening listening to rain spindle against glass— where darkness is not punishment, but presence, an invitation to know the self beneath all…
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Echoes of My 90s Band: My Favourite Band of the 90s
In the quiet hum of rewound cassettes and static-laced radios, I found my refuge—a band whose chords became the heartbeat of my youth. Their songs were not just melodies; they were mirrors reflecting who I was becoming. Even now, their echo lingers, soft but persistent, reminding me that time fades—but music remembers. #90sVibes #MusicMemories #FreeVersePoetry…
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The Weight of Letting Go
Sometimes, letting go hurts— but that ache is the echo of love’s truth. It means my heart dared to care, to bloom even in impossible soil. Not all things are meant to stay— some arrive only to awaken me, to remind me that even endings are just beginnings disguised as pain. And when I finally…
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Everything is Spiritual but Unrealized
Unseen, yet it breathes — Spirit wears the skin of dust, Light hides in shadow. A deeply introspective free verse poem exploring the truth that all existence is inherently spiritual — even when unseen or misunderstood. Through the voice of awakening, it reflects on the sacredness hidden within the ordinary and the unfolding of realization.…
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The Art of Reasoning with Hope
Positive thinking not a blind optimism, but a conscious art of reasoning — a dialogue between fear and faith, between despair and desire. Through quiet self-conversation, emotional honesty, and the gentle persistence of hope, the poem reveals how reasoning with oneself becomes both survival and art — a way to find light not by ignoring…
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Fleeting Pages: A Book I Have Read The Fastest
The moment I lifted you—pages thick with whispers, hands trembling with hunger—I knew, though my mind slowed, my heart raced along a different clock. No hands, no ticking. Only the pulse of a story, urgent as breath, calling me inside. #FreeVersePoetry #BookLovers #ReadingJourney #PoetryOfEmotion #RapidReading #LiteraryConnection #EmotionalPoetry #ProtagonistVoices #StorytellingMagic #PoetryCommunity
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Walk Gently in the Lives of Others
There are people who carry quiet storms inside them, smiling through invisible wounds the world never sees. This poem is an invitation to slow down, to listen with the heart, and to move gently through the fragile spaces of other human lives. For not all pain is visible, and not all strength makes a sound.…
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Give Yourself a Chance
Stop doubting. Stop waiting. Give yourself the chance to rise, to change, to become. Life is too short to live in silence and fear. Be alive. Be passionate. Be overflowing. When your knees ache and your memory fades, you’ll smile knowing you began. #SelfBelief #CourageToChange, #Motivation #PersonalGrowth #LiveFully #FailureIsLearning #Transformation #Hope #Inspiration #GiveYourselfAChance
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