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I wantA Poem by Acucena G.its about a free spirit of a poet that is willing to do what the soul says and not what others a saying. Freedom of creation |
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What does it Take to be a Great WriterA Story by Petra VlahBringing Emotions into Play Many people define themselves as writers just because they write; “the cogito ergo sum” does not exa.. |
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Talent, a Mile WideA Poem by AnnieMaeTalent, a Mile Wide The first time we met, I remember your camera You were not smilin, people were in your way I sat on the bench, ho.. |
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Poem 46. I AM CREATIVE AND TALENTEDA Chapter by Dhayebut who can see? |
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Not a Poet, I know it ~ Limerick StewA Poem by DyeRated 'E' for Everyone.... |
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Pure Heroine (One-stop Lyrics Shopping)A Poem by AntoñyoNot a poem...Possibly a masterpiece...Definitely a work of art! |
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EnvyA Poem by Jared Michael SmithI often feel like this in real life. |
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An attractive StormA Poem by MonibaAll words and colours twisted Into an attractive storm… |
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UNWRAPPING YOUR GIFTS (Rhyme)A Chapter by DhayeMy review comment to a piece in the other site |
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An October MornA Poem by Savannah BlyIt is about Robert Wood's painting 'October Morn' |
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Less Than Half My AgeA Poem by abluehorseandflowersAn ode to a talent in a form not typically used this way. But since pain, which is typical to sestina, is a central element I thought I'd give it a go.. |
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I WishA Poem by Ian FarawayI wishI could writeIn such a way that leaves the audienceAngry that my piece had an endingEvery wordEvery sentenceWould paint a picture in their minds.. |
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Talent In YouA Poem by Ambra CelesteTalent In YouHarsh critics of our own workWhy compare our expressions with the whole wide world?Sneaky doubts can sprout like green foliage on treesEv.. |
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A Talent Or TwoA Poem by Rose BlackThe said that I could have been A boxer. “Natural talent” they told me. But there was always One, or two, or three Better Than me. |
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Peter.A Story by Colette“Close the door” Peter walked into the room, shutting behind him the heavy wooden door. He looked at his father seated at.. |
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