Poetry

Embracing Serenity

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Worry consumes like fog that’s here to stay,
Anxious thoughts entwined, they lead me astray.
Emotions run wild, like a storm on the sea,
Yet deep in my heart, peace whispers to me.

It wraps around troubles, a soft, gentle light,
Calming the chaos that dances at night.
Though shadows may linger and doubts may arise,
In the end, it’s serenity that opens my eyes.

So I’ll breathe in the calm, let go of the strife,
Embracing the stillness, reclaiming my life.
For although worry clings, it cannot control,
The tranquility found in a soothed, steady soul.

Poetry, Word of the Day

Can I ask a favor?

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favor

Can I ask a favor, if you please?
It’s really quite simple, my heart’s at ease.
Just be there for me, when times get tough,
Your presence alone can be more than enough.

When I feel lost, and shadows creep,
Hold out your hand, I’ll take a leap.
In moments of need, just stand by my side,
With you in my corner, I’ll take on the tide.

So here is my wish, from my heart it flows,
Can I ask a favor? It’s all that I chose.
Just be there for me, like the stars above,
In the times I need you, show me your love.

Poetry, Three Things Challenge

In Your Light

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Three Things Challenge #MM87

Your three words today are:
ALLOWED
ALOUD
ASTOUND

In the twilight where wonders weave,
I am allowed to be astounded, believe.
Your gestures dance like stars in the night,
A unique rhythm, pure delight.

With every glance, a story unfolds,
A tapestry of colors, bold yet untold.
In your presence, the mundane takes flight,
I am allowed to be astounded by your light.

Poetry

Yearning Unfulfilled

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Promises made,
yet never fulfilled,
I find myself asking,
“Why do I still care?”
Is my yearning for love,
for acceptance,
so deep,
so desperate?

Poetry

Before Birthday Blues

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In the quiet of twilight, a grey mood descends,
Monday’s my birthday, where joy feels like ends.
Once sparkled with laughter, now shadows infringe,
A clouded reflection, emotions on the fringe.

Yet deep in the silence, there’s comfort to find,
A moment of stillness, a chance to unwind.
For grey hues can soften the edges of light,
And maybe Monday, I’ll find my way bright.

Poetry

Moments of Light

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On a day that felt so bleak,
With work troubles at their peak,
I found a friend to talk,
Together we would walk,
Making sadness feel less weak.

Poetry

Whispers of Hope

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In the quiet of my weary mind,
Thoughts like whispers, hard to find.
A weight of sighs, a foggy maze,
Lost in an endless, thought-filled haze.

Eyes that ache, a heavy heart,
Wishing for rest, a brand new start.
Yet in the stillness, hope will bloom,
Finding light in the shadows of gloom.

Poetry

The Redhead Mermaid’s Adieu

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In the depths where the seafoam gleams,
A redhead mermaid swims in dreams.
With laughter like music, she twirls so free,
Chasing her hopes beneath the sea.

To distant shores, she glides away,
A bright little splash, in the ocean’s sway.
With a flick of her tail, she bids adieu,
The redhead mermaid, forever true.

Poetry

Whispers in the Shadows

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In shadows deep, where whispers dwell,
A thirst for knowledge casts its spell.
Through twisted paths, I roam at night,
Seeking truth hidden from the light.

Each lesson learned, a haunting song,
Wisdom’s weight can feel so wrong.
To share the secrets, fears confide,
Dance on the edge, where shadows abide.

Lost in pursuit, both found and lost,
In knowledge’s depths, we pay the cost.
For every truth grasped with delight,
Lurks a haunting shadow, just out of sight.

Poetry

Twilight Realm

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In the dim glow of the screen,
I tap the keys, a ghost unseen,
A portal to shadows, whispers of night,
Where words turn to poison, devouring light.

Haunting echoes chill the air,
Lost in a labyrinth, trapped in despair,
In this twilight realm, I cease to be free,
A captive to darkness, forever to flee.

Poetry

Eternal Whispers Beneath the Oak

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Underneath the old oak’s shade,
A timeless spot where dreams are laid.
A whispering breeze, a gentle sigh,
Where lovers met as time passed by.

No name engraved upon its bark,
Yet memories linger, lighting the dark.
With every rustle, each soft, sweet sound,
The echoes of hearts intertwined abound.

In the dappled light, their secrets shared,
Promises made, a bond declared.
Seasons change, but still they stay,
In the heart of the oak, love finds its way.

Poetry

Citrus Circus Delight

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In a crowd of clowns, so silly and bright,
Juggling balls of citrus, a comical sight.
With lemony laughter and orange confetti,
They danced in the sunshine, oh what a medley!

A grapefruit giggle, a tangerine cheer,
These fruity funny folks spread joy far and near.
So if you’re feeling down, just come take a look,
At the clownish citrus crowd, they’ll lighten your book!