5/25/2024 8:17:52 AM
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Academics?
Alex Seen Posts: 1
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hello
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5/24/2024 6:01:43 AM
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Women Empowerment
Christine Morota Posts: 1
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"I Am a Woman, Not Just a Woman"
We were known for being feminine,
but femininity is not being too sensitive.
It's a serious talk about facts, that all of us should think positive.
We always get belittled, so woman should fight and be active!
We have weaknesses, but can be turned as our strengths to survive
There are many things that we can do, even carrying a life
So what are you going to do?
love the person for being the reason why you're alive
We aren't recognized before a woman who's strong and independent
Slave, naive, a coward and a trash, that is how women being treated
Men are powerful.
They are physically strong and being recognized as brave, intelligent
and can do anything they wanted
But now we are equal, say yes, to women empowerment!
Women had sacrificed many things even their wants and needs
But being silenced for having no right to speak
Is this how our society should be?
No equality? Pride and a man should lead?
We are essential, a woman should be loved and protected
Not being raped, abused and molested.
Women's capabilities has enhanced society's development
Here comes revolution of women empowerment
I am a WOMAN, not JUST A WOMAN
Let us also be heard through HERstory
Let's be fair and do not only rely on HIStory
Because God created this world with man and a woman edited by StalwartDull on 5/24/2024
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5/21/2024 1:52:36 AM
Topic:
Could I get some help on this?
Hiba Junaid Posts: 4
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i love this poem. it has a great rhythm and the theme is heartbreaking. the words are good as well.
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5/18/2024 9:07:52 PM
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Hey! It's Renee. Hope you're having a nice day.
Renee Willier Posts: 1
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I'm Renee, 33, not new to writing but new-ish to poetry. Love reading work that's out of my league, love supporting other writers on their journeys. I suppose the best way to introduce myself is through a few of my favorite pieces, so enjoy!
Ketchup Packet
My worst nightmaresat down beside me With the mostangelic face And whispered thingstoo hard to swallow, His smile sweeteningthe taste “All that’s wickedhas the upper hand “All that’s pure hasgone to waste.”
Missouri "You were bornin Missouri" He said Seeing me sad And that everythingaround me was Hell Born to Missouri And bearing tomisery More
Children chained tothe carousel
Toy Town
A smile is illicitin this city Where policemen hangtheir hats On the beaten bodiesof little boys And bribes And just not givinga **** about whoever Whatever It's not theirproblem Just leave em how yafound em and Walk on by
Something to Survive I couldn't see it Blame the way theviscid blackness Of your soul Exterminates thesunlight Couldn't feel it Sinking in your tarlike sand And blowing bubbles Like a boiling child Not loved enough tounderstand That living Isn't the same ashaving something To survive
Kryptonite I was happy withabandon So pulled to you Icouldn’t stop it That you’d beeverything I needed While you dripped ofsomething toxic Is second only toyour absence as The cruelest thingI’ve seen A kryptonite ofeverything I've ever wanted Poisoning the air Ibreathe
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5/18/2024 7:51:36 AM
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Question about NSFW content?
Alexander Henning Posts: 1
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Hi,
I am new here and was wondering if we are allowed to post poems that contain topics such as self-harm and suicide as well as curse words? Some sights allow it, some don't so I just wanted to see if anyone could give me an answer, thanks
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5/16/2024 6:33:28 AM
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The Poets
Hiba Junaid Posts: 4
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you are a great poet - that's for sure. I felt a lot reading this. This is quite relatable, you see. I want you to know that your writing style is applaudable and the metaphors are fresh and crisp. Keep going and keep writing, Much Blessings - Hiba <33
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5/16/2024 6:29:15 AM
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"WE ARE"
Hiba Junaid Posts: 4
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beautiful, quite the poem. I really like this.
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5/13/2024 7:48:25 AM
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Neither Here Nor There
Zarek Brewer Posts: 9
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Thanks, Amanda. People like you are the reason why I share my work with people.
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5/13/2024 7:43:25 AM
Topic:
"WE ARE"
Zarek Brewer Posts: 9
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We are stupid
smart
We are weak
strong
We are ugly
beautiful
We are ignorant
informed
We are discriminative
understanding
WE ARE HUMAN edited by thesaddestpoet on 5/13/2024
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5/12/2024 4:17:41 AM
Topic:
The Smile of a Child
Elaine DVC Posts: 4
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Thanks Amanda for your inspiring comment. I really appreciate it. :-)
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5/10/2024 10:08:58 AM
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This is me, but who are you?
David Crandall Posts: 1
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Nice to know the woman behind the poetry. Your poetry is great! I'm 65, living in a retirement community in the greater Los Angeles area, retired, but tutor math in Mathnasium a few days a week, just for fun. The retirement community has a creative writing club, where over the past year, I've gotten into poetry. My son is 32, living on the other coast.
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5/9/2024 2:22:07 AM
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The Poets
Vedangee Kadam Posts: 2
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I envy the poets
The ones who can disentangle the threads of their thoughts
And smoothen them out on paper
Each word, each letter, each curve of their quill laden with meaning, passion and emotion
These innocuous traces of ink
Do not mask the fervour in the minds of the poets
I balk at their audacity
And admire their ability
I wonder, do their words ever choke them, as mine do?
Has their voice ever been swallowed by fear?
Do their ink-stained hands ever shake and their eyes well up with ardour as they put pen to paper?
Meanwhile, I yearn for the identity of 'This Sublime Poet'
I ask myself: Am I a poet yet? Or simply a writer? Or am I just someone who uses words to emote?
Do my poems have an essence? A hidden interpretation derived by reading in between the lines? Or am I just one among countless others who hide behind the artificialities of language?
Do I possess any substance or do I lack it?
Am I the seed? Or the husk?
Or am I the fruit? Albeit the one that falls to the ground, wasted?
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5/9/2024 2:20:36 AM
Topic:
The Poets
Vedangee Kadam Posts: 2
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I envy the poets
The ones who can disentangle the threads of their thoughts
And smoothen them out on paper
Each word, each letter, each curve of their quill laden with meaning, passion and emotion
These innocuous traces of ink
Do not mask the fervour in the minds of the poets
I balk at their audacity
And admire their ability
I wonder, do their words ever choke them, as mine do?
Has their voice ever been swallowed by fear?
Do their ink-stained hands ever shake and their eyes well up with ardour as they put pen to paper?
Meanwhile, I yearn for the identity of 'This Sublime Poet'
I ask myself: Am I a poet yet? Or simply a writer? Or am I just someone who uses words to emote?
Do my poems have an essence? A hidden interpretation derived by reading in between the lines? Or am I just one among countless others who hide behind the artificialities of language?
Do I possess any substance or do I lack it?
Am I the seed? Or the husk?
Or am I the fruit? Albeit the one that falls to the ground, wasted?
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5/2/2024 12:56:27 PM
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Contest entry: anyone willing to read/critique?
Luciana Fisher Posts: 1
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Oh, the beauty found in this tender race, When walls crumble, revealing its truest face, With all the wrinkles in its right place The raw, the fragile, and all the flaws we'll come to learn to love more.
But to crack the armor, to lay it bare, To let the world in, to show we care, We must surrender, trust and embrace, The vulnerability of our soul with grace.
For vulnerability is not a sign of weakness, But a testament of strength and meekness, Through where the light shines through, Revealing in its essence, the authentic you.
For when we open the chambers of our heart, When you allow it to play its part, We invite others to do the same, To share their stories without shame.
In vulnerability, there lies the power untold. To heal, to connect, to break through the mold, For it takes courage to be truly known, To let your heart's melody in the fold
So, let the tears flow, let the laughter ring, Let it be the song we sing, For in the depths of our soul, Lies the beauty of the unknown.
Pour your heart out, dear wanderer of life, Let vulnerability be your compass, your guide, For it is in sharing the depths of our soul, That we find connections that make us whole.
by lbfisher82 on 5/2/2024 edited by lbfisher82 on 5/2/2024 edited by lbfisher82 on 5/2/2024
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5/1/2024 3:36:58 PM
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Contests questions...
Crystol Woods Posts: 2
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When entering a contest, can we read the other contestants entries and comment? If so, how? Thank you in advance!! Xo,-CW
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5/1/2024 1:44:55 AM
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The Smile of a Child
Amanda Payne Posts: 5
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Your poem captures the innocence and joy embodied in the smile of a child effectively. The simplicity of the language mirrors the purity of the sentiment, making it relatable and heartwarming. The imagery of the smile lightening burdens and dispelling loneliness resonates with readers, evoking a sense of warmth and comfort. However, consider adding more descriptive details or expanding on the impact of the child's smile to deepen the emotional connection with the reader. Overall, it's a lovely portrayal of the transformative power of a child's smile.
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5/1/2024 1:43:49 AM
Topic:
The Mysteries of Love
Amanda Payne Posts: 5
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Your poem beautifully captures the essence of love with its progression from mystery and depth to surrender and eternity. The use of the acrostic form adds a layer of intricacy and symbolism, reflecting the complexity of the emotions described. The imagery of a deep river overflowing with love and the inner glow of sincere affection creates a vivid and evocative picture. The repetition of words like "true" and "love" reinforces the central theme and imbues the poem with a sense of conviction and sincerity. Overall, it's a heartfelt exploration of the transformative power of genuine love and commitment.
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4/30/2024 9:31:59 AM
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This is me, but who are you?
Crystol Woods Posts: 2
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Greetings fellow poet's and Poetry lovers! I found you about a month ago I believe and have posted all my previously written poems as well as a few new ones. I've enjoyed getting feed back so much!!! As well as reading your beautiful words of poetry. It might make some feel unworthy when seeing the standard of poetry here, but I fight that and remember that everyone behind somewhere. I've only recently written, after years working with children, I took a sabbatical. I finally found time to write! I'm 47 years old, married 17 years, and we have a teenage daughter as well as a son who Awaits us in the next life. I write music and lyrics, play the ukulele, and sing. I sew and craft, and write poetry now too! That's me in a nutshell. I look forward to reading more of your work and hearing from you. God bless, Crystol Woods
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4/30/2024 1:31:28 AM
Topic:
The Mysteries of Love
Elaine DVC Posts: 4
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The Mysteries of Love Love is mysterious in many ways.
True Honest Enduring Mysterious love You will never know Sadness in sincere love Transcended with inner glow. Enchanted by true heart’s desire River so deep, love overflowing Inside feeling hard to comprehend Entangles at majestic love Surrender inner self to One’s heart desires and love Forever cherish Love that is true Or genuine Vow; No– End!
Poem Form: Acronet Poem This is an acrostic poem with a sonnet and a reverse sonnet. It has 18 lines. The syllable structure is 1/2/3/4/5/6/7/8/9/9/8/7/6/5/4/3/2/1. Rhyme is not required.
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4/30/2024 1:25:45 AM
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Bound by Desire
Amanda Payne Posts: 5
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In the depths of desire, I surrender to you, My body, my soul, in everything I do. Your dominance, a flame that ignites, In the dance of pleasure, we reach new heights.
Submissive wife, to your every command, In the realm of passion, we both understand. Bound by desire, in the heat of the night, Lost in the ecstasy, of our love's sweet flight.
Your touch, a fire that consumes my soul, In your embrace, I lose control. Submitting to you, I find my release, In the whispers of pleasure, my worries cease.
Submissive wife, to your every command, In the realm of passion, we both understand. Bound by desire, in the heat of the night, Lost in the ecstasy, of our love's sweet flight.
In the intimacy of our embrace, We find solace, in each other's grace. Your dominance, a gift I cherish dear, In your arms, there's nothing to fear.
Submissive wife, to your every command, In the realm of passion, we both understand. Bound by desire, in the heat of the night, Lost in the ecstasy, of our love's sweet flight.
So take me now, and claim what's yours, In the realm of passion, our love endures. Submissive wife, to your dominant reign, In our love's embrace, we'll forever remain.
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