Story. Poems - Poems about Story.

Staying Out of Reach-The Siren’s Story She was a fish out of water, only in the metaphorical sense, for the sea was her song and her home, where she played, where she laid her head, and where she was taught to bite with the most melodic twang, but she loved humanity, and her sisters hated her...

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I loved a woman named Sophia— Not a name, but a flame, A living scripture written in curves and silk, In her eyes, the ache of ancient saints, In her smile, the promise of spring rain. But I was mortal. Soft. Whole. Ready to kneel, to build her a throne From the bones of my own longing. She whispered love, Then lay with a priest— Not...

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Long after midnight in late December woke one night in total fright as where I was did not remember but more importantly couldn't see the forest for the trees and did not recall myself at all or who exactly was this me but when I could it would feel so good as then I'd be out of the woods so instead of groping blind did quite the obvious...

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What a beautiful story this is a garden blooming after drought when fire scorched the thirsty earth and silence sang the darkest song. You cupped your heart like fragile glass let quiet wrap around your bones not rushing past the shattered shards but learning how to stand alone. Slow stitches pulled from trembling hands threaded hope through every tear and in that gentle mending space you...

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The Promise She was silent, calm — never one for lies. Always believing in true love, Her idea of love was someone to rely on, Someone who’d stand by her Even when their views didn’t align. Someone who might not always agree, But for her sake, stood by her side, Who’d talk through right and wrong, And calm her fears when nights were long. She...

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May kese maan lau ki vo bhul gye; kya vo waqt bhi unko yaad...

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Hebrews 13:5 “Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.” Genesis 19:26 "But his wife looked back from behind him, and she became a pillar of salt." Somedays, I don’t feel Your presence the gentle of Your light, whispering flowing...

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THE STORY OF BOXCAR JACK NOT MANY KNOW OF BOXCAR JACK WHO LIVES ON A TRAIN GOING WAY BACK HEARING THE SOUND OF THE CLITITY CLACK THAT COMES FROM BEAT OF A NORTHBOUND TRACK WELL BOXCAR WAS A MUSIC MAN PLAYING HIS GUITAR WHEN HE CAN STRUMMING OUT A HEARTFELT TUNE NEVER STOPPING NONE TO SOON BOXCAR WAS ALSO A LADIES MAN HAD...

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It seemed to happen in a flash. Our movements were rash. Behind the breakfast bar With scraps of potato hash. Our webbed little feet Stuck in a muddy mash. Scores of us slip-slapping up the alley Unabashed, with feathers Mucked and thrashed Finally on the road and--boom! Crash! Linda was blindsided, Some trucker with a stash. There were eight of us now Headed for a small pond...

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this is Davie and Caroline's podcasting story, this is not for fame nor for glory, this is the chance to give you the shout, telling people what its all about, your the voice that we want to hear, whither its about theft drugs or even beer, your the one that has the voice, we...

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Horrible Horrible Ghost Story She Only Loved Dancing Music But Didn't Have Meat. -Gray Squirrel 05-17-2025...

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When the sun woke up I saw her smile charming She saw me staying up And say nothing She perambulates with smiles Left me wonder why didn't ask me If I slept well last night And what feelings I've had In fact, I was confabbed with the night And discussed the things that life hides We treated each other with respect But any consensus...

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You don't have to rewrite the story of your life, you are not a broken glass, waiting to be glued back together, but just a being in search of a corner of the world, where you can sit without being strong, like a flower letting the rain embrace it, without the fear of wilting under the weight of...

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“Love is the strongest force in the universe.” Can this statement be proven true? Does it approve of the unusual orientation? Does it contradict the unstoppable force against eux? Could love hold its ground when everything crumbles? Love lingers in the shadows, even when the light is hard to find. I was told to know that love is invisible, yet visible It...

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My Story Kese bayaa karu ye dard dil ka hota koye asa kass! jo samjh sakta mere jasbaat ...

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