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These poems will open you up to all kinds of emotions! Be ready!

We all have judged someone for who we think they are. Whether it be right or wrong we never cared. But Ellie... She cares. And she plans to tell you just how wrong you probably were.

If in a slump give these song length poems a read, one posted each week

hey so I wrote this writing to share my thoughs and hope youll understand my point of view because its reality and we need to face it I am just spreading my opinion with all respect to others . try reading you might end up liking it thank you

Hannah is starting a knew school and she meets her soon to be best friend Calliope meyers.Then she meets her crush Ash. Hannahs sister anna goes too. Hannah meets Zoe who does not like her. Is ash good for Hannah or is he trouble to her whole family being dangourous. Find out in open eyes.

A poem which will enlighten your brain waves and create knowledge.

In this poem, I explore the profound connection between life on Earth and the eternal essence that resides within us all. It begins in the cradle of the Earth, where I reflect on the fragile beauty of our physical existence, emphasizing that beneath our flesh and skin lies a timeless truth-our pure essence that cannot be extinguished. As I write, I envision our lives as a dance, filled with moments of joy and grief, woven together in a symphony of experiences. I recognize that while our time here is fleeting, our spirits soar beyond the constraints of time and space, becoming one with the cosmos. I am reminded that we are not just beings confined to this planet; we are the stars, the air, and the very pulse of the universe itself. The poem conveys the idea that life, though bright and ephemeral, is merely a glimpse of something far more significant and infinite. I reflect on the cycles of birth and death, understanding them as transformations rather than endings, as we continuously change and evolve. I invite readers to live with open eyes, appreciating the beauty around them while acknowledging that we are more than what we appear. We are eternal beings, bound by love and light, traversing countless worlds and skies. The poem concludes with a sense of unity and freedom, expressing the idea that our journey never truly ends, and that we are forever intertwined with the universe. This message of connection and liberation resonates deeply within me, and I hope it touches the hearts of others as well.

Why do we not see things for what they are!?.

It's the beginning of a new age. America no longer is ruled by democracy. It was replaced in favor of a monarchy. The new government has brought peace and prosperity to the land. Or so the public thinks. Under good intentions lie rotten hearts. No one knows this like Hope Gracy, the king's daughter. When she is forced into a marriage she does not want and ste.ps into the position of Queen will she let her country's problems go unnoticed? Or will she return it into what it should be? (No longer a fanfic)

Hey Guys Yall should take a look at my song -carrys my piano- so if you like vote or also Comment Enjoy reading my song and God Bless All of you love yall <3

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A collection of open, true, and possibly brutal letters to people who need them to share, or for their own use to open their eyes about who they are, and what they do. 

A day in my life feels just like a leaf flying past my ugg boots on a windy autumn day. Me and my mom were going shopping for thanksgiving food. I was only five at the time, but I still remember this day like the back of my hand... I tugged on her black coat. "Mom what are my boots made out of?" She looked at me like I just threw something at her face. "Well what makes you ask a question like that?" I looked at her with a frown. "Because I know it's not cotton." She knelt now to may level. Her emerald eyes locked on mine. "Sweetie, their made from gods lambs." She looked at me with tears in her eyes, a small but sad smile on her face. "I don't understand Mom?" "It's okay, your too young to understand." * * * That night when we got home my mom and dad tucked me in to say goodnight. I lay in bed thinking about what mom said. I was to curious and got up. I went into my parents office and sat in my dads big leather chair. I moved the mouse and the bright screen light triggered on. I cleverly clicked the on the search box and typed "lamb boots." What came up on the screen that night stained my eyes with blood and tears. I ran in my room without closing the tab. I cried myself to sleep that night, knowing my world was now flipped upside down and twisted. When I woke up that morning, my parents were in my room. They knew what I've done. They opened their mouths to say something, but nothing came out.

Poetry to nourish the soul and mind, for better or worse.

Marami tayong gustong sabihin na hindi natin masabi, maingay ang ating isipan, tahimik ang ating bibig, mga matang nakikiusap, mga labi na tikom. Sa mga tahimik na bibig, tikom na labi, sa papel at lapis ko na lang idadaan ang aking maingay na isipan. Ito ang sound of silent. Ang kwentong ito ay base sa aking karanasan sa araw-araw at karanasan ko sa makalipas ang ilang taon. Ano mang lugar ay syang pinalitan ko, ganun din ang mga pangalan ng mga nakakasalamuha ko. Kung ano man ang inyong mabasa ay base din sa aking opinyon at sa laman ng aking utak.