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Lessons From Math Class
🔢 Lessons from Math Class 📚 🧠 "Minds as equations waiting to be solved," 🌟 Numbers and symbols: how issues develop. ➕ Addition of tenacity, absence of fear
By Ahamed Thousif3 years ago in Poets
I wouldn't trade it for the world
The topic of my dream house Is simple, yet grand. I want a place where I can be With the ones I love most. A place where we can laugh and cry,
By Raj vellaisamy3 years ago in Poets
A place where we can relax and be free
In a clearing in the woods, A dream house stands. A place of peace and solitude, Where Tobic and I can roam. The walls are made of stone,
By Raj vellaisamy3 years ago in Poets
Healing your cracked heart
My heart truly goes out to you, my dearest friend. I am hugging you now and for all your tears and pain, I hope the healing presence of God helps you know how special you are. I know your double flame is a subject that is complicated and hard to deal with. I truly wish and pray for your happiness on this matter soon. The definition that man had on the flames of “being with God in the 3D,” had such a strange euphoric effect on me. What a concept! I truly feel that is a lasting connection to behold. Aditi was such a deep understanding of what love and maturity can and should be, especially on two levels: the deep human level that we mirror by God’s image and the divine level of eternal and selfless dedication.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
Echoes of a Broken Melody.
"Echoes of a Broken Melody Unrequited Love Loss and Grief Johnny Drille sat alone in his dimly lit apartment, his guitar resting on his lap. The weight of unrequited love bore heavily on his heart. For years, he had poured his emotions into his music, and now he found himself caught in the melancholic symphony of longing.
By Marygreato3 years ago in Poets
Dear best friend
Dear best friend, Your daughter sounds talented at capturing people and their inner flow & glow. She also is a funny person. She reminds me of my son. My son has some zingers lol. He loves critiquing my stories to a fault. “Oh that would never happen! Very unrealistic!” lol
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
The God told me.....
The God told me, amidst life's strife, To live with joy, unburdened by the knife. Release the pressure, let worries fly away, Embrace each moment, make the most of today. In every sunrise, a chance to renew, To find the strength within, and make dreams come true. For life's too short to dwell on what may be, Find happiness in the present, wild and free. Let go of expectations, break free from the mold, Dance to your own rhythm, be brave and bold. With passion as your compass, navigate the way, Creating a life where pressures don't hold sway. Embrace laughter's melody, let it echo through your soul, Find solace in the little things that make you whole. The God told me, with love as our guide, We'll conquer mountains, and fears will subside. Choose gratitude over worry, let gratitude bloom, In every moment, banishing the gloom. For happiness resides within, a beacon bright, The God told me, it's a choice, a beautiful birthright. So let's stay happily, unburdened by the strain, And in life's symphony, dance without refrain. The God told me, with a smile so divine, To live in joy, and make this life truly mine.
By Kuric Adem3 years ago in Poets
Dear best friend
Dear best friend, I got your two letters! Yes, I hate purgatory for their system. It can make a simple letter take forever to get into someone's hands.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets
O! Never Say That I Was False Of Heart | Investigations of a Poem
O! Never imply that I lacked integrity, Because the truth will come through in these words. When examining a poem's potential,
By Ahamed Thousif3 years ago in Poets
Sonnet
Poets create their works of art in the world of words, Sonnets begin with a rhythmic movement on the page. Their pens cast poetic charms like magic wands,
By Ahamed Thousif3 years ago in Poets
Cat and Dog Friendship.
Once upon a time, in a small town nestled between rolling hills and verdant forests, there lived a cat and a dog. The cat, whose name was Luna, was a sleek and graceful feline with fur as black as a starless night. She had bright green eyes that sparkled like emeralds and a tail that was always held high with pride. The dog, whose name was Max, was a scruffy terrier with fur as brown as the earth beneath his paws. He had floppy ears that bounced when he ran and a wagging tail that never stopped.
By AMQ3 years ago in Poets
Dear best friend
Dear best friend, I’m with my family. But the damn Raven is suffocating me even while I’m out. I’m trying to just relax, but it’s hard. We tried to go downtown but it's way to hot outside and way too packed full of people. It's ridiculous but that's how these holidays go and down town is always extremely popular. I understand your feelings about large gatherings. Life and people are so unpredictable. It's a good strategy that feels safer to stay home than go out, and that's something I can appreciate and understand. For me, at least for the last 14 years, it was safer to go out than stay at home. Getting treated like garbage physically and mentally and emotionally was the usual up until two months ago when I am trying to leave. Now, they are trying harder than ever to keep me from going even hiding their fury and trying to be nicer.
By Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago in Poets