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27 Sep 2025 1 minute read 0 comments SergFarStars
Another oldie just for you all to enjoy. No AI involved just a soul and a pencil. (more than 10 years old poem). Have I yet found the light?The beautiful lights that shine over the heavenly skies...Did I ever find this light, or was it a fantasy fr...
25 Sep 2025 1 minute read 0 comments SergFarStars
Forms of Being[Infinity Within]SPINNING IN THE HERE HERE SPINNING IN THE PASTPASTS SPINNING TOWARDS THE FUTUREFUTURES SPINNING IN THE NOWNOW SPINNING EVERYWHERE & NOWHERE Nowhere spinning everywhere, Spinning towards infinity. Infinity spinnin...
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25 Sep 2025 1 minute read 0 comments SergFarStars
I started writing this type of poem that requires no thinking, just soulful feeling, more than 10 years ago. Sadly, I haven't written this type of poem ever since. Notice: This is not a common note, a poem, nor anything you learned in your English...
25 Sep 2025 6 minute read 0 comments Wahyu Nugraha
On a sunny morning, where the residents of the house are busy with their respective activities, Rey is busy with preparing to go to school, her father is busy watering flowers and some chili and tomato plants, while her mother is busy cooking fried r...
25 Sep 2025 7 minute read 0 comments jasonmcgathey
With nothing else to do, Pete and I take the dregs of our beer to the next metal bench over, and join Dylan as he continues holding court. When he gets on these rolls, his gift for commanding center stage is truly a sight to behold — which mak...
24 Sep 2025 1 minute read 0 comments Eliora Seth
"There is no outlet for words from a freedom that lets ink flow.The blood of my pen is imprisoned in the cells of insomnia.And the tears of awareness of perceptions dissolve the concepts.Knives of greatness slaughter my sensory nerves,And kill motio...
24 Sep 2025 1 minute read 0 comments Eliora Seth
Beloved, I write to you from the marrow of silence, where your name still claws the walls of my ribs. Every breath I take is borrowed from your absence, every shadow a telegram from your ghost. I have pressed my lips against the memory of your thro...
24 Sep 2025 1 minute read 0 comments SergFarStars
Here are 5 cinquains I wrote in the year 2011. LoveUnforgettable, PowerfulConfusing, Overwhelming, FeelingsStars in the eyes, insanity to the heartAffection (Love)War Deadly, PainfulKillings, Destroying, FightingFights for peace, for honor, for ter...
23 Sep 2025 2 minute read 0 comments cryotosensei
The composition my students had written last term was a disaster. Horrendous. So, I figured out that I would need to teach them how to write a decent essay - one paragraph at a time. This is how the Primary School Leaving Examination (English) work...
23 Sep 2025 4 minute read 0 comments Wahyu Nugraha
In a bustling corner of the city, lived a woman named Risma, the mother of an eight-year-old son named Ervan. Risma lived in financial hardship, struggling day after day to make ends meet. Their life was desperate, but Risma often felt pressured by...
