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Alala: The Enchanted Journey
Chapter 1: The Enchanted Realm In a land of greens, so bright and fair, Where magic filled the vibrant air, A special event was about to unfold,
James Loyd CalabresePublished 9 months ago in PoetsLive
a life in motion, a true work of art our words search for the truth to reveal how special they are each moment is numbered, we aren’t promised a count
Kelli Sheckler-AmsdenPublished 9 months ago in PoetsMy Aurora Borealis
💐For My Mum💐 She is solid sunshine. A flower always in bloom, never losing her petals. Every moment with her is origami - something as simple as a plain piece of paper turning into something intricately fascinating.
Acquisitions
In the realm of commerce's dance, Where fortunes rise and ventures prance, There lies a tale of bold ambition, In the realm of acquisition.
shallon gregersonPublished 9 months ago in PoetsOpen the door
Knock knock Who is that beating on my conscious trying to force their way in Knocking on the door of my mental knowing what I am missing
Wind Mill ,
In a field of gold, where the wild winds blow, Stands a mighty structure, spinning in a row. With graceful arms reaching for the sky,
Subhash ChaudhariPublished 9 months ago in PoetsI 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,
Raj vellaisamyPublished 9 months ago in PoetsThe Dandelion
The Dandelion Deep in the city A magical door awaits Drawing you from The crowded streets Where the Dandelion waits
KA StefanaPublished 9 months ago in PoetsA 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,
Raj vellaisamyPublished 9 months ago in PoetsToday
Today I watched you slither away. no thank you no good byes Just gone. ****** Today I didn't know who I was looking at
Sheila L. ChingwaPublished 9 months ago in PoetsAnd Then, We Burned
Love blooms pretty blood On the white sheets, spills your heart Hell’s lips, embrace me
Adonide BonesPublished 9 months ago in PoetsPainting You a Soul
A stroke of red Was what he spread His wrist flicking to the left To complete the rest Of a painting so divine One could have drowned in the sublime
Adonide BonesPublished 9 months ago in Poets