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A Love Beyond Time
In a small, picturesque town nestled amidst rolling hills and meandering streams, there lived a young woman named Isabella. She possessed an aura of warmth that drew people to her like a moth to a flame. With a heart full of compassion and kindness, she spent her days helping others and spreading love wherever she went.
Good Habit Vs Bad Habit
In the realm of choices, habits take their stand, A battle between good and bad, they command. One path leads to light, the other to despair,
MUHAMMAD ARSALAN NOORPublished 10 months ago in PoetsCurt and Meek
Busy, busy, busy. Oh, how busy, All is now. Too busy to stop, too busy to slow down. Too busy to see, how fast,
Shaina KirkPublished 10 months ago in FictionWhat Child to the Hearthstone Returning
How does one go about invoking the proper atmosphere for the telling of a ghost tale? It's been so long since I've heard one myself: a real one, I mean. I've never heard a firsthand account from a source I could consider reliable, and I find this terribly, terribly sad. What's become of ghosts, fragile creatures that they are? Do they linger as long as they can, waiting to be seen, sensed, discovered -- then, at last abandoning hope, simply slip silently, sadly out of existence, dying a second death? Or is it a matter of there being nothing, really, to sense or discover in the first place: that scientific terminology and extrasensory perception aside, there is, after all, no such thing as a ghost?
Maryn BoessPublished 10 months ago in FictionA Gift, Rare and True
OUR LOVE, ONE FOR THE AGES. A TEST OF FATE, A GIFT. A SOUL LOVE, A LOVE MATE. A KISS OF LIFE AND A MIND LOVE. I TEND TO OUR CARE AND MEND US.
Kimberly SatrialePublished 10 months ago in PoetsMy July Girl
Sun rays kiss your shy, fair face like a soft, warm glow of love You lay on the lawn, bask in the blue sky, hand in your hair,
Ryan BurkeyPublished 10 months ago in PoetsDo or Do Not
You did. I did. We have no try. On day one, we are a duo Yoda can like. But then Ups and down. Ouch and boo.
Tessa PacelliPublished 10 months ago in PoetsLet it go
Lately,I try as much as I can to let it go These days the pain doesn’t feel the same The voice in my head can’t let me be
Sylvia EmmanuelPublished 10 months ago in Poets