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Reminiscing School And University During The Fall Season
The turning of the leaves and the imminent cold weather always meant one thing for me; the beginning of the first semester of university. With this came perilous assignments and deadlines but also seeing my friends who either went back home out of my city during summer. In this article, I’ll be reminiscing back to…
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Prose- Respect The Locals
Waves break against tattered rocks, their rhythmic roars echoing like a heartbeat against the sand. Each swell captures a fleeting moment before retreating– leaving behind a mosaic of seaweed, shells, and driftwood, treasures scattered from the ocean’s depths. Sunlight dances upon iridescent waters, shimmering flashes spinning tales too ancient to recount. Children squeal with delight…
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Poetry- I Want To Live Somewhere
I want to live somewhere else. Not in the city or here; Not in the town or that village; Not even over there. I want to live somewhere else. Not where pitched, the tent of sorrow; Not where hearts are starved of love. Not where there’s no promise of the morrow. I want to live…
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The Holiday Season
The days get shorter, and the nights get longer. I feel myself slowly changing with the weather. The thoughts of the warm sun cascading onto my skin are now only a memory. There are many different moments I cherish from each fall and winter. I think about the times we spent together—Christmas lights, snowball fights,…
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Poetry- The Unseen Journey
I see myself smiling at the mirror I can’t tell if that’s how I really feel. I close my eyes, Tears start racing down my face. I feel the pain slowly stabbing my cheeks Making my eyes burn each time I blink. My lips shatter like pieces of glass every time I try to speak.…
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Poetry- The Serpent’s Sting
Greed A serpent lurking underneath, Amongst his brethren He never sleeps On his skin lies dwell The more he has The less he’s satisfied Greed A killer amongst men, His daggers pierce deeper than most His voice is disguised in honey Beware of these tools His name alone is a trap Lions embrace his traits.…
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Poetry- Distances We Are Apart
I don’t want to leave you The thought alone fills me with fear, I am afraid to lose you, To let you slip away, disappear. I don’t want to drift away from you, Your heartbeat is the rhythm of my days, Because if only you truly knew, How endlessly I love you in countless ways.…
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The Season Of Harvest
You know it’s that time of year when you open the windows early in the morning, you take in a cleansing breath, or go for an early morning walk, and the air smells different. There is a crispness in the air. The smell of soil seems to invade the senses. Science says it depends upon…
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Poetry- Hope
The winter of discontent is still upon me, Spring has not quite sprung, Pink blossom does not line the roads, Only dead leaves and baron trees. My mood does reflect the weather, Awash with emotions like erratic waves. Soon, I will bask in the sunshine, And see the daffodils bloom, For now, I must hold…
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Royalty
I have sat in Queen Elizabeth II’s seat – my bum where her bum was, where she sat and grieved loved ones, including her husband, watched children and grandchildren wed, and events too numerous to mention. What an experience for me! Visiting Westminster Abbey was visceral. As soon as I crossed the threshold of the…
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Poetry- Shadows Of You
Everywhere I turn There’s a shadow that lingers, Your memories are ever present Before my very eyes You radiate like the beauty you are You are the reason I write. In every moment You become my very purpose, A reason God created me Is to be near you My every breath Is tied to you…
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Lauren Roberts A Powerful & Reckless Review
At the start of the year, I went to do my weekly food shop, and my eye caught sight of a stunning front cover of a book. With a silver sword and purple flowers floating around the cover, the title ‘Powerless’ somehow got my attention. For many people, they pick up a book and add…