They warn about the mess inside,
The clutter in my head,
The sheer accumulated grime
Where thoughts are left unmade.
I stress about some unpaid bills,
Then let the dust repose,
A muddy swamp of open tabs,
And piles of laundry clothes.
I thought about a sandwich crust
I dropped a week ago,
Still lingering in a dark abyss
Where no one dares to go.
A soil of half-remembered names,
And crumbs of useless facts,
Unswept, unscrubbed, unpolished thoughts,
And overdue tax acts.
So if you say my mind is foul,
You’ve hit the nail right squarely—
It hasn't seen a broom or mop,
And frankly, cleans up rarely.
You thought I meant a different dirty?
Get your head out of the gutter!
My brain is just a dusty room
Full of trash and clutter.
I need a forty
Not dollars nor cents
Forty years to receive
The message God sent
Forty years for the Hebrews
To step up to the plate
Forty years of waiting
For their lack of faith
Forty days to cleanse
My heart, my soul and my mind
Forty years to discover
The wonder of God's kind
I need a forty
Be it seconds, minutes or hours
Forty seconds
To see the glory of God's power
Forty minutes or less
For the pastor to deliver the gospel
Forty eight hours to see God
Do the impossible
Forty days to cleanse
My heart, my soul and my mind
Forty years to discover
The wonder of God's kind
I need a forty
No not ounces of beer
Forty days of Lent
For my mind to get clear
Forty days of fasting
Like Jesus the Christ
Forty days of purification
To realign my life
Forty days to cleanse
My heart, my soul and my mind
Forty years to discover
The wonder of God's kind
Forty days and nights of
The Great Rain fall
Forty days preparing
To give God my all
Forty days to cleanse
My heart, my soul and my mind
Forty years to discover
The wonder of God's kind
If not for You God
We would not be
If not for Your
Charitable mercy
We can never give You all
That you deserve
So we strive to abide
By Your Holy word
If not for You and all You've done
If not for Yahweh Your anointed Son
Our lives would not be the same
So we pray to You in Jesus's name
If not for Your forgiveness
If not for Your righteousness
We would be lost souls
With no spiritual control
If not for You and all You've done
If not for Yahweh Your anointed Son
Our lives would not be the same
So we pray to You in Jesus's name
We thank You for being
Our Heavenly Host
We thank you for the Spirit
Of the Holy Ghost
We bow down to You
And we simply say
Thank you Lord
For showing us the way
If not for You God.
We would not be
If not for Your
Infinite mercy
If not for You and all You've done
If not for Yahweh Your anointed Son
Our lives would not be the same
So we pray to You in Jesus's name
If not for You and all You've done
If not for Yahweh Your anointed Son
Our lives would not be the same
So we pray to You in Jesus's name
Little Lolita was a feminine sweet-tempered girl
frilly and lacy with a large forehead curl
heels she wore were nineteen inches too high
her hair is piled up, to reach stars in the sky
(chorus)
Lithe light Lolia showing her ilk
sashaying daily in lace, satin and silk
causing men to go incredibly dumbfounded and wild
pretending to be innocent like a six-year-old child
Little Lolita, as intelligent and bright as the stars
descended from a long line of Russian Czars
an urban beauty who was born in New York City
avid conversationalist whose gossip is exceedingly witty
(chorus)
Lithe light Lolia showing her ilk
sashaying daily in lace, satin and silk
causing men to go incredibly dumbfounded and wild
pretending to be innocent like a six-year-old child
We want the best for our heroine, she makes us smile
I sing her praises as I clean out my pig’s awful stile
It took time for me to realize
I fed the wrong ego and paid the cost,
there's was no reward but a price;
I should be very happy and make a toast!
If all worthless things
suddenly come to an end,
there's little to understand;
let them be memories!
I've stopped waiting on you, charmer
the wonderful things you whispered were false,
not even one word matched your promise;
it was another wish on a wandering star!
I've reached the limit of my patience,
how can you hide your pretence?
If all worthless things
suddenly come to an end,
there's little to understand;
let them be memories!
Don't try to stretch the rubber band,
it will hit you hard in the face,
it'll hurt more than David's sling did;
it's time you stopped this mad race!
It's the usual dilemma I'm caught into,
it's the enigma more harmful than a taboo!
If all worthless things
suddenly come to an end,
there's little to understand;
let them be memories!
It took time for me to realize
I fed the wrong ego and paid the cost,
there's was no reward but a price;
I should be very happy and make a toast!
If all worthless things
suddenly come to an end,
there's little to understand;
let them be memories!
I've stopped waiting on you, charmer
the wonderful things you whispered were false,
not even one word matched your promise;
it was another wish on a wandering star!
I've reached the limit of my patience,
how can you hide your pretence?
If all worthless things
suddenly come to an end,
there's little to understand;
let them be memories!
Don't try to stretch the rubber band,
it will hit you hard in the face,
it'll hurt more than David's sling did;
it's time you stopped this mad race!
It's the usual dilemma I'm caught into,
it's the enigma more harmful than a taboo!
If all worthless things
suddenly come to an end,
there's little to understand;
let them be memories!
It took time for me to realize
I fed the wrong ego and paid the cost,
there's was no reward but a price;
I should be very happy and make a toast!
If all worthless things
suddenly come to an end,
there's little to understand;
let them be memories!
I've stopped waiting on you, charmer
the wonderful things you whispered were false,
not even one word matched your promise;
it was another wish on a wandering star!
I've reached the limit of my patience,
how can you hide your pretence?
If all worthless things
suddenly come to an end,
there's little to understand;
let them be memories!
Don't try to stretch the rubber band,
it will hit you hard in the face,
it'll hurt more than David's sling did;
it's time you stopped this mad race!
It's the usual dilemma I'm caught into,
it's the enigma more harmful than a taboo!
If all worthless things
suddenly come to an end,
there's little to understand;
let them be memories!
Our inheritance become stranger to us
The throne of our fathers birth the bastard king
Our palace rose against its people and its environs
Ripping us into pieces, breaking our flesh as the price to our right and inheritance
Grinning at our pain and discomfort, feasting on our flesh and blood in our land
The land that belongs to us.
The land will never forget the taste of our sweat and blood
The land will not recover from the taste of our heroes' flesh
Sons and daughters are trapped in the cage craving for bread and wine but our tears and blood become the price and the currency
It's not negotiable.
We were taunted
We were massacred
We were stabbed
We were oppressed
We were bullied and cheated
Now we're taunted
We're undefeatable, unstoppable, unbreakable in our land
Though our flesh is broken and our blood was shed but our bones and veins are risen to take possession of our archaic palace and our fathers' throne
The labour of our heroes' past has risen
It's the beginning of our journey.
The beginning is begun
We began with the journey.
We will never die again
"Know thee well, that thou shalt never leave this place alive."
MINOTAUR
I stepped into
The Devil's tomb
A maze I felt
The best of fools
A charging beast
I could not see
Hoof and breath
An echo's beat
How deep I wade
My heart betrayed
A fearful call
Was no retreat
Was days, may weeks
I played that beast
Through twist and turn
Our paths would meet
The Minotaur
Bore his horn
I feigned, I fell
The bloodied floor
He thrust once more
My side he gored
This house of Hell
To mourn one more
His uncloved hoof
My shoulder pinned
His cud was smooth
Unclean as sin
He bent to bite
Was then I moved
My unsheathed blade
Her sharpness proved
I wrapped my arm
I gained my legs
Drew my sword
Across that vein
What poured forth
An evil smoke
As black the sheen
That wore his coat
I dragged his head
I walked unseen
A path pursued
Where none had been
To light it led
A moon as full
An eye as white
This sacred bull
I am 67 years old now.
And as the shadowns begin to fall.
And I approach the evening of my Life,
I want to try to get closer to my maker.
On my way out, I want to wish Humanity well.
In terms of advice, I want to see a striving for more unity.
More togetherness, More Love, More Care.
This beautiful flag
has stood the the test of hard times,
this beautiful flag
waves with a grand elegant over vallies,
love it as your own mother, her embrace
is warmer that spring days!
Her wolves howl in the battering wind
to make themselves heard,
their energy is surely wasted;
true patriots fight for their country:
no voice is louder than liberty!
This beautiful flag was draped
by Betsy Ross, the patriotess,
her devotion was expressed eloquently;
her noble spirit is carved in history.
This beautiful flag is the pride
of every American and the ones
who yearn for a life of liberty!
Do you stand with those traitors,
or react to their madness?
Who swears allegiance to only one flag
is a son and daughter of this great land,
but that one who has no love
for America and its beauty
is far from a gentle dove;
he can never brag
about its glory
and appreciate its generosity
to exchange it for total loyalty!
Its the price soldiers pay
in a time of win and lose,
when an escape is not easy to choose;
stand with them and pray;
help them raise this beautiful flag!
flip, flop,:flip, flop!
I turned to see
a wonderfully
cladded beauty
and marvelous spectral
what a beautiful sight
she smiled and walked on.
How dare you
even think your in the same league
as her! My friend said ,
Yet at the mercy off the pretty
people.What would attract a
Woman like that to a fella
like you.Quatrain:
Love at first Sight!
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ooh be doo-be lious
auh ooh fine and attractive
auh we ah
she make's me
tingly inside
my feelings are so odvious
feelings I can't hide
it just that simple
it's plain to see
A Gal like that
so speceil
I'm honored she
ignored me!
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isomething specail
I wanna speak
on this
what's a woman like
you doing here
how have I become to this
shared my hello's
to try to see your smile
it's a waste of time
but I really love your style!
You waited in line
Cause your we're
Next
That's an idea
l situation I am told
What shiney ain't
For me me
Cause I am dull
And spent
Excuse me Sir
Is that gold
I reckon I 'll
Just mossey
Along quote'en
Them words to
That cuss word song
By the way
All that glitter ain't gold
What want from me
Cause he so po'
Get his checks from
His chore
That ain't no money
That's tween me and you
Talking rich and acting poor
Got your Gal out acting like-ah
Whore: talking bout
place we go knee high I q!
Ya'll know the sequence y'all
Meet her in spring
She pregnant in fall
Pappie someone's else's
Niegh I go I ate ooh ooh!
That's how it is
Ain't nothings changed
Oh the ancient
Still arrange
Talking in tongues when
Sunday morning comes
Freaking fellas
By the time the service
Is through
Snitching in like gals
Current and future bride
Tryna make everyone say
Quasi motto neigh IQ
Fermata
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By:El Amore Lover
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Being with you is my favorite feeling
loving you is the best thing
we've ever done
easy going and non frustrating
loving you is so much fun
aint gotta stop before starting
actually it's great communicating
My love for you aint lost in interuptation
my love for you is an occasion
my love for you
your love for me
My first hello
the hardest see ya'll later
be back in a while
to see that smile
Darling I'll call you later
can't wai to be
just you and me
got me rushing through the day
Kiss when I'm home
we're alone
Darling what else is it for for
me to say
Ha quella qualità dirompente
qualcosa che il mondo deve vedere
qualcosa di così straordinario
è ciò che desidero ardentemente
è ciò che desidero ardentemente
The Dheeze's
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Add more sweet potatoes or squash to that
mixture. It is entirely to sweet! It is delicous
and spiced just right
but it is to sweet.
Some nuts or rasains would colpliment it to
a thin layer with some cream cheese or
goat cheese, on a Pâte Brisée,
"now that's cooking!"
I want everything to be perfect.
We gonna roast a leg of lamb
medium rare
and slice it thin serve it up
with some roasted potatoes
and asparagus And some carmilized
carrots and parsnips.
"Sauce up the drippings and put it out there!"
Two wines and a grape juice blend
"tart enough for a pucker"
Concord Grape Juice mixed with
Malbec and Shiraz.
"Thats what we gota today darling!"
Introduction
The special pleasure of reading a ballad lies in feeling a story gather momentum through sound. A scene may begin in the middle of danger, longing, accusation, or loss; a recurring phrase may return with altered emotional weight; and an apparently simple voice may conceal uncertainty or grief. Because the poem must keep both narrative and musical attention alive, every detail has more than one task. It can advance the action, sharpen the atmosphere, and prepare the ear for what follows.
As you read the community poems, expect varied approaches to scale and voice. One poet may compress an entire life into a few decisive episodes, while another may linger over a single encounter. Speakers may sound intimate, ceremonial, conversational, haunted, comic, or deliberately plain. Some writers may foreground a recurring passage, while others create songlike continuity through subtler echoes. Even poems treating similar subjects can differ sharply in what they reveal, withhold, repeat, or leave unresolved.
Reading several ballads side by side makes these choices easier to perceive. An isolated example can suggest that one tone, pacing method, or narrative shape represents the whole form. A collection shows instead how different writers negotiate the same productive tension: the story must move forward, yet the language must also invite return and remembrance. Browse beyond the first poem, noticing which voices seem meant to be spoken aloud, which images anchor the tale, and how each ending changes the meaning of what came before. Comparison turns familiar features into artistic decisions rather than automatic conventions.
Reading Guide
Approach each ballad with two kinds of attention operating together: follow what happens, but also listen for how the telling controls your response. The most revealing craft choices often occur where narrative movement and musical recurrence pull in different directions. A repeated passage can pause the action while intensifying suspense; a quick transition can omit explanation while making an event feel inevitable. As you read the community poems, consider not only whether you understand the story, but also how the poem guides memory, anticipation, sympathy, and surprise.
- Locate the narrative pressure. Identify the desire, threat, secret, promise, or unanswered question that keeps the account moving. Ballads gain force when the listener feels a reason to await the next event. When comparing poems, ask: what makes me need to know what happens next?
- Listen to the speaking voice. Notice whether the teller sounds like a witness, participant, mourner, entertainer, judge, or keeper of a communal tale. The degree of distance affects whether events feel immediate, legendary, confessional, or uncertain. Ask: what does this particular speaker understand, and what might the speaker distort or omit?
- Track repetition through changing circumstances. A refrain, recurring image, repeated name, or verbal echo should not be heard as mere duplication. Its meaning may darken, brighten, or become ironic as the story develops. Ask: what has changed when the familiar language returns?
- Observe where the poem accelerates or pauses. Dialogue can make conflict arrive suddenly, while description may delay an outcome or deepen dread. Narrative gaps can also force the reader to infer what occurred. Ask: which moments receive space, and which are crossed in a leap?
- Notice the work done by concrete images. A road, door, river, garment, weapon, letter, or weather detail can orient the story and become an emotional marker when repeated. Ask: which image would I remember if I heard the poem only once, and why?
- Test the sound as performance. Read a stanza aloud and attend to stresses, pauses, recurring sounds, and places where syntax resists the expected beat. Musical ease can make a grim event more unsettling, while roughness can signal disruption. Ask: does the voice carry naturally, or does difficulty serve an expressive purpose?
- Study the final return or departure. Some endings close the action but leave a moral or emotion unsettled; others transform an earlier phrase or image. Ask: does the ending complete the tale, reinterpret it, or send it back into circulation through memory?
After reading, compare two or three poems around one feature rather than ranking them generally. Examining how different writers handle a speaker, omission, refrain, or final turn will reveal more about the form than simply deciding which story you prefer.
Writing Tips
Begin a ballad draft by imagining its life in another person's voice. What part of the story would a listener repeat afterward: a warning, an encounter, a betrayal, an impossible choice, a vivid place, or a line that refuses to disappear? This form rewards narrative clarity, but clarity does not require exhaustive explanation. Select the decisive sequence of moments, then let rhythm, recurrence, and image carry emotional information that prose summary would otherwise have to state.
- Choose material with a change that can be dramatized. A purely static reflection may struggle unless it contains an event, revelation, confrontation, departure, or reversal. Look for material that can unfold in scenes. Ask what is different at the end and which actions make that difference audible.
- Enter near the point of disturbance. Long introductions often weaken the forward pull. Try opening with a consequential action, charged statement, startling image, or unanswered speech. Necessary background can emerge later through a compact detail or exchange rather than a block of explanation.
- Build a sequence of narrative beats. List the indispensable moments before polishing individual lines. Each stanza should introduce action, information, atmosphere, or complication. If two passages perform the same narrative function, combine them or make the second return deepen what the first established.
- Give recurrence a dramatic purpose. A repeated passage can act as warning, lament, public judgment, private obsession, or ironic counterpoint. Draft several possible versions and test where each return lands. If nothing changes around it, repetition may feel mechanical; if the surrounding situation changes, the same words can gather emotional force.
- Protect natural language from the pattern. Beginners sometimes invert syntax, add empty filler, or choose an inaccurate word merely to secure a rhyme or beat. Preserve the illusion that the speaker had to say these words. Slant echoes, adjusted phrasing, or a less conspicuous sound pattern may serve the tale better than conspicuous compliance.
- Use dialogue selectively. A brief exchange can reveal character and conflict faster than explanation, but every speaker should have a reason to speak at that moment. Remove greetings and transitions that add realism without pressure. Let what remains sound memorable enough to survive retelling.
- Make images carry plot and mood together. Choose a few concrete objects or settings that can recur as circumstances change. A threshold may first signal welcome and later exclusion; a light may guide, expose, or vanish. Such transformations bind the story without requiring an explicit interpretation after every event.
- Let the ending strike beyond the final event. Avoid attaching a moral that merely tells readers what the narrative already demonstrates. Consider ending with a transformed refrain, consequential image, unanswered question, or spare statement of outcome. The strongest choice often closes the action while allowing its emotional pattern to continue in the listener.
During revision, read the entire draft aloud without stopping to repair it. Mark where your breath falters unintentionally, where a rhyme announces itself more loudly than the story, where the pace goes slack, and where a repeated phrase earns new significance. Then ask a reader to recount the sequence and name the image or line that remained. Confusion may indicate a missing narrative hinge; perfect recall of events but no remembered language may signal that the poem needs stronger sonic or imagistic anchors. Revise until story and song feel mutually necessary rather than separately imposed.
Interesting Facts
- Apparent simplicity creates exacting pressure. Plain diction and a readily followed story leave little cover for vague motivation or decorative filler. When the language sounds effortless, each repeated word, narrative gap, and turn becomes more exposed to the listener's attention.
- Repetition can alter time. A recurring phrase may interrupt forward action, but that interruption can make anticipation stronger. It can resemble memory returning, a community passing judgment, or a character trapped in one thought. Compare how community poets make recurrence delay, intensify, or reinterpret an event.
- Omission can be more dramatic than explanation. A ballad may move rapidly across causes, journeys, or consequences, inviting the audience to bridge the gaps. Such compression can lend the story urgency or mystery, provided the essential emotional and narrative hinges remain perceptible.
- Musical pleasure can complicate dark material. A flowing cadence or memorable echo does not necessarily soften tragedy. It may make disturbing events easier to repeat and harder to forget, creating tension between the attractiveness of the telling and the severity of what is told.
- A narrator need not be fully reliable. The directness of a storytelling voice can sound authoritative even when its omissions, judgments, or contradictions invite doubt. Writers can preserve the form's oral immediacy while allowing readers to question who controls the tale.
- Performance changes interpretation. A refrain spoken quietly may sound private and grieving; voiced collectively, it may sound ceremonial or accusatory. Pauses can expose narrative gaps that appear smaller on the page. Reading aloud reveals whether the poem invites intimacy, public telling, dramatic enactment, or song.
- Variation clarifies identity. Reading beyond one familiar model shows that no single subject, mood, or degree of regularity exhausts the form. As you browse the poems in this collection, notice which conventions each writer emphasizes and which are adapted to fit the particular story.
Popular Themes
Subject matter and form interact most powerfully when the story benefits from retelling. A ballad can make private experience feel communal, turn an event into a warning, or let a recurring phrase embody what a speaker cannot escape. The themes below are literary possibilities rather than statistical rankings; their suitability comes from the form's combination of narrative momentum, memorable sound, compression, and return.
- Love tested by separation. Distance, prohibition, rivalry, or departure supplies a clear source of forward pressure. Repeated names, promises, or meeting places can accumulate tenderness, frustration, or irony as circumstances change.
- Death, mourning, and remembrance. Recurrence can enact grief's circular movement even while the story advances toward acceptance, revelation, or continued haunting. A restrained storyteller may make loss more affecting than extensive explanation would.
- Betrayal and broken vows. Promises create language that can return later with altered meaning. The listener remembers the earlier words, so a repeated phrase can expose the gap between what was pledged and what occurred.
- Journeys and dangerous crossings. Roads, seas, forests, borders, and thresholds give the narrative visible stages. Encounters along the way can be compressed into decisive scenes, while a recurring landmark or direction gives the listener an orienting thread.
- Conflict, crime, and consequence. A charged act and its aftermath suit swift narrative movement. Multiple voices can complicate guilt, motive, and judgment, allowing the poem to dramatize competing versions rather than settling too quickly into explanation.
- Folkloric or supernatural encounters. Apparitions, transformations, curses, and impossible bargains thrive when some mystery remains. Musical recurrence can make the strange event feel ritualized, inevitable, or disturbingly familiar.
- Family and community memory. A domestic incident, inherited account, local figure, or shared place can gain collective resonance through a tellable structure. The speaker's selection of details also raises fruitful questions about whose version survives.
- Humor, misadventure, and reversal. Repetition can establish an expectation that the next episode overturns. Quick pacing, escalating consequences, and a well-timed final turn allow comedy to emerge from both the events and the manner of telling.
As you read the community poems, compare treatments of the same broad theme. Notice whether one poet emphasizes suspense while another favors lament, irony, intimacy, or public witness. Similar material can become radically different when voice, omission, imagery, and recurrence reshape what the listener is asked to remember.
Editorial Insights
The central artistic tension of a ballad is between motion and return. The narrative asks to proceed: an action causes another action, a secret comes nearer to disclosure, or a journey approaches its consequence. The song impulse asks the ear to dwell, recognize, and remember. A merely recognizable example may satisfy both impulses separately, alternating stretches of plot with conspicuous musical patterning. A memorable poem makes them interdependent. Its recurring language changes because the story has moved, and its events matter more because the sound has prepared the listener to receive them.
Strong structure therefore feels less like decoration than like a way of thinking about the tale. A refrain may embody fatalism, communal judgment, devotion, denial, or memory. A swift transition may reproduce shock rather than simply save space. A smooth cadence may suggest inevitability, while a strategically rough passage may register violence, doubt, or interruption. Editors and attentive readers notice when these choices reinforce the subject: the poem's music does not merely accompany grief, danger, humor, or desire but shapes how that emotion unfolds in time.
Weak drafts often make their workmanship too visible. Predictable returns can become checkpoints rather than discoveries. Forced rhyme may distort syntax or replace the precise word with the convenient one. Mechanical pacing can give a revelation and a minor transition equal weight. At the other extreme, over-explanation can smother the form's valuable leaps, while excessive compression can omit the very hinge needed to understand a choice or consequence. Some drafts also mistake eventfulness for development, adding incident after incident without changing the emotional stakes. Revision should ask not only what happens next, but what the listener now understands, fears, doubts, or remembers differently.
Individuality remains visible through selection and angle. Two poets may tell comparable stories yet differ in who speaks, which moment opens the poem, what remains unsaid, how recurrence functions, and whether the ending offers closure or renewed uncertainty. Plain language can carry a distinctive moral pressure; ornate language can succeed when it belongs convincingly to the teller and does not impede the tale. Compare several community poems to sharpen this discrimination. One example may make a choice seem obligatory, but sustained browsing reveals alternatives and consequences. Quality becomes easier to recognize when readers can distinguish living necessity from habit: the memorable ballad feels not merely patterned, but retold because its particular pattern preserves something the story cannot afford to lose.
Read, Write & Share
Read beyond the first example and let several voices reshape your sense of what a ballad can accomplish. Compare how community poets begin their stories, manage narrative gaps, use recurring language, and leave the final event resonating. When a poem holds your attention, offer a thoughtful comment about a specific image, turn, voice, or return that made the telling memorable.
Then try composing your own. Choose a story that gains force when spoken aloud, revise until its movement and music support one another, and publish it on PoetrySoup. Your interpretation can extend the conversation while giving other readers another approach to compare, appreciate, and discuss.
Collection Statistics
This collection contains 7196 Ballad poems, providing ample opportunity to compare how writers shape story, voice, sound, recurrence, and closure. Within a collection of this size, readers can encounter poets who follow familiar conventions closely, adapt them to the needs of a particular subject, or challenge expectations while preserving a recognizable storytelling impulse. Reading across multiple entries helps reveal the range of artistic decisions available within shared conventions.
Ballad Categories
Read wonderful ballad poetry on the following sub-topics:
death, friendship, life, love, middle school, nature, narrative, sad, school
and more.
Definition | What is Ballad in Poetry?
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