Frayabear
I am my self.
This story is about you should never change how you are.
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jjilo2498
Upon Such A Dream So Fair And Awesome, To Find A Power That Will Blossom
This is filled with little 19-word poems. The Title itself has 19 syllables.
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booniecat
The Bears of Exit Six
Driving can be boring, especially when you think about all the fun things you are missing down the roads you didn't take.
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supergiraffe
A Very Short Poem That I Just Made Up
A very, VERY short poem.
imaginary_writer
I will miss you
i will miss you i don't know that you will miss me or not. Heart it if you like it
supergiraffe
Looking at Sunrise
What happens when you look at Sunrise? Many things...
Dave1125
Life is a car, that’s running through a road
Life is like a car, that's running through a road, and the driver? That's YOU.
bumble_bee64
The Ocean’s Calling
A poem about the calling of the ocean.
Dave1125
We Are Children Of God
I am a child of God.
Atlanticus
Nightsong
Sorry if this is stupid. My first time writing a poem.
molly123456789we
Hold On
You can do it.
Dave1125
Why Music And Art Is Special
A short ode to music and art.
Dave1125
This Book Has No Title, Or Does It?
This book has no title, no pages, just NOTHING.
pokeyb
What Is Love?
This book teaches valuable lessons of love and friendship. Everyone can e kind and spread love, regardless ...
Magicalunicorn30
The Umbrella Wanderer
Be an Umbrella wanderer.
stellamcewin
At The Farm
This is a poem I wrote for an english project. This poem is about going to my grandparents farm and all the...
Dave1125
What Happened To Earth?
Earth was a truly great planet, until to this day.
Dave1125
Just Let It Go
Are you struggling with something? Is it hard to let go? Well sometimes you just have to.
ardenschase
Ink
The ink comes when it’s needed most
samanthaacbc4
Storybird Sadness
One day I had a bad day. A sad day. I needed someone who would understand my Storybird Sadness - and then I...
missing_hearts_and_words
Winter Poems
It's never too early or late for snow! A book of winter poems.
Vandathil
The Chronicles of Weirdness: Book Nine: A Grand World of Gossiping Ghosts!
UGHHHHHH. I'm too immature for my own good.