Tag: #poetry
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Nicosia
A city always illuminated with sunlight,A city with roaming cats,A city with delicious food,A city with lively nightlife,A city with diverse culture and rich history,A city with ancient ruins and abandoned homes,A city that saw blood, sorrow and painA divided city because of greedy humans, My city, Nicosia Thanks for reading:)
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A smartphone
The world has been rapidly changing in the last few decades thanks to technology. Nowadays, like many of us I’ve been relying on my phone massively. You could say I am addicted to it and I can’t live without it. Whether it is for browsing, reading books, listening to music or contacting my family and…
Lydia M.
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A tiger or a bird?
They called her a loner But she called herself independent They called her apathetic But she was just protecting herself They said she is an outcast And she knew she was odd But she knew she wasn’t the only one She knew she wasn’t alone She was strong as a tiger She was fierce and…
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London
Tall skyscrapers reach the blue skyProudly and imposingPeople are taking over the streetsHurried and expressionlessRed buses carry millions of tourists to see her majestyThey are excited and full of wonderTamed waters proudly embrace the cityCalmly and peacefullyFast and large wagons lure you beneath the earthTo TartarusTo get silky tunics and fancy wineYou feel important and…
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Invisibility
The leading role always steals all the spotlights and attention. It is a role with a huge responsibility. A role filled with shiny clothes and bright smiles. Sometimes the smiles are fake. However, when surrounded by people, the big and bright smiles are genuinely happy. After all, a leading role cannot be a leader without…
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Fear
They say homo sapiens, or humans, if you prefer, are comparatively vulnerable in terms of physicality. However, looking at our history vulnerability is a complex topic. Today I was looking through my old journals, diaries and notebooks from elementary school till now. While searching I found an old unfinished poem which I think still fits…
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Breathe. Feel. Dance.
The wind is blowing, the trees are dancing calmly to the soothing beat of a waltz, and I am lost.People tend to create beautiful dreams of their desired future. Their greedy minds always create a perfect-like path covered with rose petals. However, reality often is cruel. So, here I stand, lost amongst the dancing trees…