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We Die Together
The concept of mortality and the inevitability of death is an inherent part of the human experience. While it may be unsettling to contemplate, the truth is that we all face the certainty of our own mortality. In this sense, it can be said that we, as humans, ultimately "die together."
By Abdul Wasay3 years ago in Poets
Childhood and Innocence. Content Warning.
In a world so wide, where time does unfold, Lies a realm of innocence, a treasure untold. Childhood's enchantment, pure and serene,
By Mr Addy3 years ago in Poets
Loss and grief. Content Warning.
In shadows deep, where sorrow dwells, I wander through my private hells, A tapestry of loss and grief, Where tears are shed, with no relief.
By Mr Addy3 years ago in Poets
fiction
In realms unseen, where dreams take flight, A title fiction, a tale ignite. With words as brushes, let verses bloom, Unleashing worlds beyond the gloom.
By kulandaivel3 years ago in Poets
faithful
In a world of shadows and shifting sands, There's a beacon of light, unwavering, grand. Faithful and true, like a diamond gleaming,
By kulandaivel3 years ago in Poets
A World Beyond the Rainbow. Content Warning.
A World Beyond the Rainbow Beyond the rainbow's arching light, Lies a world of magic and delight. A realm unseen by mortal eyes,
By Mr Addy3 years ago in Poets
Unleash Your Voice and Earn Money with Vocal Media 2023
In today's digital age, the internet has opened up countless opportunities for creative individuals to share their thoughts, stories, and expertise with the world. Vocal Media is one such platform that empowers content creators by providing them with a space to express themselves and monetize their work. Whether you're a writer, photographer, podcaster, or videographer, Vocal Media offers a unique avenue to make money doing what you love. In this article, we will explore the various ways you can leverage Vocal Media to turn your passion into a profitable venture.
By SAKTHIVEL3 years ago in Poets
The eye of a snake. Content Warning.
In the realm of serpents, mysterious and grand, There lies a marvel, a sight so unplanned, Within the scales, a jewel, a sacred art,
By M.J. HUMPHREY3 years ago in Poets
The Power of attorney
The ancient tradition that the world will be consumed in fire at the end of six thousand years is true. as I have heard from Hell. For the cherub with his flaming sword is hereby commanded to leave his guard at the tree of life, and when he does, the whole crea- tion will be consumed, and appear infinite. and holy whereas it now appears finite & corrupt. This will come to pass by an improvement of sensual enjoyment. But first the notion that man has a body distinct from his soul, is to be expunged; this I shall do, by printing in the infernal method, by corrosives, which in Hell are salutary and medicinal, melting apparent surfaces away, and displaying the infinite which was hid. If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is: infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow
By EpicPen3 years ago in Poets
The SMART Goal-Setting Method
Does to tear Rags the Heavens The Questioner, who sits so sly, Shall never know how to Reply. He who replies to words of Doubt Doth put the Light of Knowledge out. The Strongest Poison ever known Came from Caesar's Laurel Crown. Nought can deform the Human Race Like the Armour's iron brace. When Gold & Gems adorn the Plow To peaceful Arts shall Envy Bow. A Riddle or the Cricket's Cry Is to Doubt a fit Reply. The Emmet's Inch & Eagle's Mile Make Lame Philosophy to smile. He who Doubts from what he sees Will ne'er believe, do what you Please. If the Sun & Moon should doubt They'd immediately Go out. To be in a Passion you Good may do, But no Good if a Passion is in you. The Whore & Gambler, by the State Licenc'd, build that Nation's Fate. The Harlot's cry from Street to Street Shall weave Old England's winding Sheet. The Winner's Shout, the Loser's Curse, Dance before dead England's Hearse. Every Night & every Morn Some to Misery are Born. Every Morn & every Night Some are Born to sweet Delight. Some ar Born to sweet Delight, Some are born to Endless Night. We are led to Believe a Lie When we see not Thro' the Eye Which was Born in a Night to Perish in a Night When the Soul Slept in Beams of Light. God Appears & God is Light To those poor Souls who dwell in the Night, But does a Human Form Display To those who Dwell in Realms of day.tear
By EpicPen3 years ago in Poets
Doggy Heaven. Content Warning.
In loving memory of Chucho, my canine friend, Whose life tragically met its untimely end. He bounded through our home, full of wag and zest,
By Miguel Ramirez3 years ago in Poets
Dishing Distracting Designer Dialogue
Dream vision accidently revealed It came from an insider squeal Streaming creation went electronically everywhere Tempting tease promoting wardrobe ware
By Marc OBrien3 years ago in Poets