Category: #Poetry
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The Aftertaste of Triumph: A Reflection on Fulfillment #WriteAPageADay #725
Three victories. Three symphonies. And yet, I remain undone—a conqueror and captive, seeker and settler, alive in the unfiltered ache of existence. This is how triumph tastes when the echoes of longing refuse to fade.
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Lunacy of the Cosmos: An Ode to the Twelve Moons
The moon, in all its forms, is an architect of dreams, a silent witness to humanity’s rituals. Each phase is a stanza; each shadow, a secret. Every light promises a connection between earth and sky.
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The Odyssey of My Wayward Umbrella #WriteAPageADay #680
I am the seeker, the loser of things, And my umbrella, Once a shield of storms, Has betrayed me, Gone rogue, slipped from my grasp. It is not my fingers it desires anymore, But the wild breath of the wind.
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The Room is Unfamiliar: A Journey into the Self
The room is unfamiliar. I don’t know how I got here. The walls hum in tones I’ve never heard. Not whispers. Not words. Just a vibration. A presence. The room is not just a place—it’s a mirror, a canvas of fears, memories, and truths. In its stillness, I find myself.
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If Walls Could Talk: The Silent Chronicles of Office Secrets #WriteAPageADay #780
Ever wondered what stories your office walls could tell if they could talk? This unorthodox avant-garde poetry unravels the silent chronicles of ambition, betrayal, camaraderie, and dreams, as seen through the eyes of an inanimate yet all-seeing observer.
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The Alchemy of a Professional Daydreamer @Blogchatter #HireMe #WriteAPageADay #650
A poetic resume from the mind of a dreamer, detailing the qualifications, experience, and untamed imagination of a professional daydreamer. Dive into a world where the ordinary becomes extraordinary, and silence turns into symphonies.
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Echoes of Eternity: A Journey Through Time and Silence #W3Prompt #145
Who whispers through the void where silence sleeps? A journey through time, silence, and echoes, Echoes of Eternity weaves a tapestry of dreams and reflections, where every word reverberates and connects with the one before. A seamless flow, untouched by breaks, where the past and future dance together in an endless cycle. This echo verse…
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A Piece of Advice that Helps me Live Through the Tough Days #WriteAPageADay #600
I am a cactus in the desert of your mind, spines outstretched like fractured thoughts, prickling the edges of your consciousness. I cannot promise answers, but I offer lessons from my scars.
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In the Shadow of Contrast
In the shadow of breaking dawn, truths slip through cracks in the light. In the shadow of our own silhouettes, we meet the selves we hide from sight.
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The Ghost of the Unfinished
There it lies—etched in graphite on the parchment of my will, suspended between the spine of yesterday and the breathless sigh of tomorrow. ‘Something,’ it says. A task unspoken yet ever-present. The ghost of the to-do list haunts me still.
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