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Smelling

I do wander around flowery gardens,
Where floral odors can be found to reside,
Each flower has a unique tale, aroma, and song,
I genuinely feel at home in this scented universe.

A rose with delicate, red petals,
Its fragrance dances in the wind,
A pristine and snow-white lily,
In the garden, its aroma is growing subtly.

But I love more than simply flowers,
The earthy fragrance following the summer's rain,
Or the enticing scent of hot bread,
My mind is a patchwork of all these smells.

From the saline, salted embrace of the sea,
To the enduring beauty of the pine forest,
The world smells so wonderful,
A melody of smells, during the day and at night.

Allow me to enjoy each scent yet again,
For I'm obsessed with the sensation of smell,
I find myself in this universe of scents,
With each embrace comes a wonderful aroma trip.

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If They Ask

If They Ask,
Tell them I tried my best at the time.
Though it seemed like I was doing nothing.
Tell them it seemed very little,
But that was my best at the moment.
Tell them I seemed ungrateful,
But my heart desired something.
Tell them I was broken from the inside,
But I served a smile like always.
Tell them I never blamed anyone,
For I knew I was the problem.
Tell them I never lose hope,
But my efforts went to waste.
Tell them I never run away,
Because that was never a choice.
Tell them what my language was,
‘I wish I had done this and this’.
Tell them the time came,
When I couldn't do anything anymore.
Tell them I watched my failure,
With tears that couldn’t help.
Tell them I was not the best,
But I tried my best.
Tell them I'm still hopeful,
Maybe it didn't die but took a break.

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Twenties; A Degree with No Job

 Haha, must be funny,
How I had substantial dreams for my early 20s,
I believed I would have an excellent life!
With a good job, 
And possibly even a hubby.
Now in my mid-20s,
No job and no income to woo.
Dreams postponed and placed on hold.

I only have my degree to my name,
Like tying a knot, no income, no money!
Depending on my family, experiencing pressure,
Even difficult to get airtime on my own!
However, I will keep going, no matter what,
Wishing for the break to triumph at last.

I’m too young for this, life is playing a trick,
Unprepared for life's unexpected twists
Is joy just a wisp of smoke?
Why is life such a drag?
No fun to be found.
Oh, the misery of missing laughs!
There is no humor in the screenplay of this life.

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A Poem To Sway In the Spirit of Harmony

Where memories float in the dark recesses
An ethereal tune of all time.
The echos sound like whispering winds, 

Evoking "Sway," as they gradually sway.

Words of life, forevermore, 
Sail through difficult pathways.
A heart to discover with every note,

We feel a connection in "Sway's" embrace.

A passionate flight is made by the strumming of a guitar,
As it chases visions to the night.
Every line contains a glimmer of light, 

And "Sway" leads us to put all of the wrongs right.

Bittersweet in all aspects, 
The melody moves at a constant pace.
From happiness to suffering, love's retreat, 

"Sway," tells us that life is complete.

The harmonies connect, the vocals merge,
"Sway's" clasp brings hearts together.
We redesign through peaks and troughs,

A voyage accompanied by music.


"Sway"'s chords weave together like strands of love, 
Connecting faraway lands and skies.
Our tales were woven into tunes,

A divine gift of music that surpasses time.

Let's get to the song's refrain now.
We shatter the cord in the beat of "Sway."
We ease agony with each melody.

We will return to a harmonious world.

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The Fantastic Four

Within the universe of cosmic might,
Four heroes, incredibly radiant.
Mr. Fantastic, flexible, and insightful,
Possessing an ethereal mentality.

The Invisible Queen, Sue Storm,
A force shield that is hidden.
Her compassion and affection, a gluing agent,
Firmly holding the squad together.

Johnny Storm, flaming hot,
As Human Torch starts the game.
A flaming joy, fierce and audacious,
Sharing his light to inspire hope.

The Thing, with great strength,
Hard, rugged, and consistently reliable.
A true friend with a heart of gold,
Keeping the ground to the very end.

As a family unit fighting together,
Brilliantly glowing with cosmic powers.
Through struggles endured and victories achieved,
Together, the Fantastic Four have spun.

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October's Warm Grace

October's tender embrace was so real,
Autumnal colors create a striking scene.
Every leaf is a work of art with a vivid color,
Nature's glorious cue makes my heart sing.

Pumpkins exude a lovely orange glow,
Their delighted faces fill the atmosphere.
A comfortable, warm sweater and a close embrace,
Each moment, I discover where my heart belongs.

The sky is a huge blue color and the air is clean.
The beauty of fall persists, oh so steady.
While sipping from a glass of apple cider,
My heart is steadfast, and I am incredibly blessed.

A treasure to witness, October's tale,
A joyful month as the year progresses.
As a narrative is recounted with every golden leaf,
My soul finds solace in October's heart.

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Heartache In Rain

It's 2 a.m., and my bed is soggy.
A flood of tears has come to me,
Rain outdoors reflects my soul's pain,
I struggle throughout the night in the pitch dark.
A lone tear with every drop that falls
A sad story about the façade of love,
The sheets are saturated with memories from the past.
A love that could not endure forever.
Despite the rain, hope persists.
A ray of hope amid the agony,
My heart will mend because it is made to last, and the storm will eventually pass.

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The Thorny Path Within

Some days are a gloomy trek through an unbearably heavy heart. 
Every step taken is difficult,  and every breath seems like the world is working against me. 
I had the impression that I was stranded in an endless storm, soaking in despair and looking for a way out of the merciless gloom.
The pain persisted like a never-ending storm, unwilling to calm down. It's a constant uphill battle to get rid of the pain inside.
The agony I feel is a cruel result of decisions I can't take back. Every step I made served as an echo of the roads I've traveled and the joyous and sorrowful routes I've paved.
Sleep and I have different languages tonight. It begs me to relax, but my mind is dancing to a different beat and speaking in a restless tongue. I long in this silent conversation for the absent comfort of sleep, an escape from the noise of thoughts that won't go away. 
Oh, the yearning for unity of heart, mind, and sleep as they speak the same language! 
May they communicate in the language of calm, bringing me the solace I need and leading me to a restful night's sleep.
The feeling of quiet sleep vanishes like a far-off dream, falling from my hands like sand grains. That taste has been diminished by the long nights, leaving just a yearning for it to come back.
I know the sunrise holds its own set of torment. It is a gloomy moment, and I have no strength to face the fate.

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Faded Love

Let me create a solace-filled symphony for my broken heart'
Among the humming waves and starlit heavens.
Love's affection once brought me happiness, 
But as time passes, 
Its strands cling to me like thorns and pierce my soul. 
Let's create a cocoon of pleasant disappearance where pain's hold will wane. 
Let the pain of love be softly put to sleep, 
By whispered assurances of tomorrow's better suns, 
And may the symphony of restoration wash over like a comforting rain,
Leaving only the delicate flowers of fresh beginnings.

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Faithful Lyrical Voyage

Faith directs our steps,
While we go into the deep darkness where doubts could lurk.
A lighthouse shining through the darkest nights,
An energy source for our hearts' delights.

When problems arise, a soothing voice says, 
"Believe in dreams; they come true."
It extends its grace with open arms,
And gives us the courage to find our niche.

Faith breathes the gift of life into us,
During times of struggle and leaps of hope.
It uses vivid colors to portray the sky,
An unseen story tapestry.

Let faith be our everlasting symbol, 
And let our hearts align like the stars they are.
Faith guides us to the light of God 
Through difficulties endured and distance traveled.