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Just sometimes back I was thinking how as kids we used to make stories and stated them as facts , I would talk about fairies making rounds around me and bunnies giving me chocolates how that small tent would become my whole world and just a book of pictures would take me to another world. It has all been so easy to twist the fiction into facts and make it our reality . Among all of this we grew up and today when we really have a lot to say and scream we press our eyes close and clench our fists , we are able to hold the truth and tell it in a form of story so that we aren't caught. You get my point? The way I tell tales scares me cause I am often addressing the harsh truth. May be I am not a very good story teller rather a better liar , someone who can play with words and maybe I make fool out of this world by presenting it that way.
shireen naazPublished 12 months ago in PoetsNature's symphony
In nature's grand tapestry, a symphony unfolds, A melody of wonder, where stories are told, From the rustling leaves in the gentle breeze,
Boitumelo MokgosiPublished 12 months ago in PoetsJourney and discoveries
In the tapestry of life, a journey unfolds, A path of wonders, stories yet untold, With each step taken, a new world is found,
Boitumelo MokgosiPublished 12 months ago in PoetsBeauty in Imperfections
In a world obsessed with flawless perfection, Let us celebrate the beauty in imperfection, For it is in the flaws, the unique design,
Boitumelo MokgosiPublished 12 months ago in PoetsThe Art of Letting Go: Editing the Book of Life, Embracing a Brighter Day
In the depths of my soul, a decision was made, To erase the letters, the promises once laid. From the book of life, pages now turned,
Ghulam AbbasPublished 12 months ago in PoetsWhispers of the Soul
In the depths of stillness, where silence prevails, Whispers emerge, like ethereal tales, The language of the soul, soft and profound,
Boitumelo MokgosiPublished 12 months ago in PoetsMud of Innocence
a curse word of feet to a collage of tearrinse is an improv of perfume an artery of eyeballs to a nose of roses
A Home For One Alone
I wander along these streets alone, Looking for something to lift my tone. All around me food beckons to me, The hard thing is; where can it be?
Toby HewardPublished 12 months ago in Poets"The Relentless Echoes"
Amidst the echoes of gunshots, a sequel unfurls, A testament to resilience, where vengeance swirls. In Audre Lorde's voice, we delve once more,
Khudair Ahmed ShaikhPublished 12 months ago in Poets"The Enchanted Study Circle"
In a world of pages, where words come alive, A study group ventured, eager to thrive. Their minds aflutter with tales yet untold,
Khudair Ahmed ShaikhPublished 12 months ago in PoetsWings of Imagination
In the realm where dreams take flight, In the land of infinite delight, There, amidst the ethereal glow, Where imagination begins to flow.
"Unleashing the Inner Storm"
In the realm of shadows, a lone figure emerges, A tale of vengeance, where darkness converges. With fiery eyes and a heart of steel,
Khudair Ahmed ShaikhPublished 12 months ago in Poets