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It's about how much of a blessing just a smile or for the sun to be out today. Even for the rain. It's a blessing that we all take for granted. Once again another writing coming from my heart. Telling a little about me. With a religious side to it also. Hope you like it!! :)
This poem describes the view from the top of my hill.
Although Sheffield is known for Stainless steel and industry in general, it is actually the greenest city in England. I feel alive when I'm up in the hills.
By Lady Alanna
What happens to the heart after it is betrayed and abandoned...
By Lady Alanna
We were driving through Iowa on a church trip and I just had to write a poem about it. The land was so pretty and it started storming about a half an hour after writing this poem, so the dark sky contrasting to the green fields was just beautiful! Not my best work ever, but please comment!
By Ezeh Chibuoke
On the greyest landscape of your mind
Is where you will discover a haven
Haunted and hushed by fearful beliefs.
In the most tranquil chamber of your heart
Is where you will perceive a voice
That calls to sincerity and exalts a humble soul.
In valleys and on hills moulded by dreams
Is where you...
By Lady Fantasy
â€œDo we have a deal?â€ Michael asked when I didnâ€™t respond.
Even though I didnâ€™t throw my head back in helplessness, I did sigh. â€œEven though Iâ€™m going to go completely against my will, I am a girl who keeps promises and always holds up my end of the deal. ...
Please rate my poem about the security and comfy-cozey feeling of home....Hope you enjoy it!
I was searching for a topic of inspiration. The natural beauty of the Lake District in North West England came to mind. If you have not been, I heartily recommend a visit.
The town of Keswick is a worthy base to tour and explore
from. It's Lake (Derwent water) is superb for a boat trip or an...
Over the hills
and through the wood's,
in the distance you hear,
pounding of hooves.