Write Devotion Poems

Little thoughts and notes we write 
A wish good morning, a kiss goodnight 
Between us two, no one can see
Nor can by anyone perceive
Don't ever...

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Poetry is my mistress 
I write everything in her name. 
If you’ve not heard from me in a while 
It is poetry to whom you...

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I walk down life’s road
All to see and to be
To bear my alloted load
To give for free or to charge a fee
To pen every masterful...

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I wrote a piece for someone
My bluebird, whom I love
It's dedicated to her
She fits me like a glove
It took a while to write it
I had...

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In the realm of moons and breathless tides,
where promises dance with a serendipitous sonnet of sunrises,
along with morning kisses, unfolds a love story—
a poetic novel...

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I always say good morning
I always say good night
I send them telepathically
If they don't come by write
So if your heart starts ringing
The phone call is...

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To all those who perpetually write, sometimes between conflicted thoughts are reeling. It’s not perspicacity in you that you should seek, but the validity of...

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Moments we live for,
moments that write our history to look back.
Pictures that come back to our mind.
Seconds captured by our brain in a blink of...

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None of us are together,
Enough we had from each other.
Wondering why we are falling appart

Winds are blowing differently,
Another turn to be 
Vain or victory days...

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               ya  know
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The Alex Joneses among us

As we are coming up to Christmas, which is a feast 
for the advertisers, and it is impossible turning 
or switching...

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Ode to Be

I feel different from other people,
Some say I am weird and strange,
This endless striving to be accepted, 
Just leaves me disheartened and drained....

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They are playing hard this time,
and all these broken pieces of shades and stones are thrown away,
and all these papers and chapters are enforced to...

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Beneath cold night skies is where I find the greatest of comforts
My beloved Goddess the moon my company and protector in the dark
Lighting up the...

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Yes, that is the role of the Teacher, as Shams was to
me – showing one ‘who they are’, so they can stop
bleating, crying at night,...

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