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To Be King

BERJAYA

Flesh has born in body torn,
Epitaphs in sullen grey,
A feast is spread before us,
Table filled with what we say…

To Be King

BERJAYA

Flesh has born in body torn,
Epitaphs in sullen grey,
A feast is spread before us,
Table filled with what we say…

To Be King

BERJAYA

Flesh has born in body torn,
Epitaphs in sullen grey,
A feast is spread before us,
Table filled with what we say…

Three Suitors

BERJAYA

The night was cool and the moon shown bright
I had waited a lifetime for this night

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

Poetorium Too

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Rtistic

This is where my soul exhales in verse — welcome to my uniVerse.

I didn't have my glasses on....

A trip through life with fingers crossed and eternal optimism.

Pete Springer

Passionate Teacher and Future Children's Author

Saania's diary - reflections, learnings, sparkles

Life is all about being curious, asking questions, and discovering your passion. And it can be fun!

Poetry collection

Work by Rain Alchemist

Paul's Poetry Playground

It's Time to Play...

yaskhan

I dream so I write ..

Borden's Blather

A 60-something guy trying to figure out the world, and his place in it.

Ramblings and Ruminations

Thoughts that travel no where but still exist....(and other stuff thrown in!)