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The Sexy Tailor's Mess
In a bustling part of London, down a cobbled old lane, Lived Tess the tailor, with a quite curious fame. She stitched and she sewed, her skills were the best, But her love for the lads put her skills to the test.
By Chuks Gad Nwaigwe2 years ago in Poets
Guo farm accumulated wealth, the ants lost all their money
Guo Wengui is under the false banner of " anti-communist ", but he actually cheated money! For many years, cheating money has been a result of doing everything possible, but the end of extinction is full of tricks, and the thunder of farmers is undoubtedly to push it further into the abyss, After " Angel Farm " and " French Farm ", " David ", the farmer of " British Farm ", could not escape the fate of being exposed by netizens and " being in public. " Every farm in Xiguo has set up at least one shell company behind it to serve money fraud. Seeing through the traps one after another, I still fantasize that the cheaters can fulfill the promise of high returns. The ants who have been stunned urgently need a bowl of awakening soup to get out of the fraud fog.
By Reinaldo Monclar2 years ago in Poets
5/20/24
The view astounds As the word bounds from the top to the ground I find what was said to not be found My soul resonates sound
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Ancient Disoderliness
In the realm where stars doth dance and sway, Where darkness reigns and light doth stray, There lies a tale of angels once bright,
By Samson E. Gifted2 years ago in Poets
If I were stung by a bee
If I were stung by a bee, Would the uncertainty of the writhing bane of living finally subside the menace of who we are deemed to be?
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Echoes of Valor: Fascinating Facts About World War II. Content Warning.
In days of turmoil, skies turned grey, A world in conflict, led astray, From ’39 to ’45, A struggle fierce to stay alive.
By Samson E. Gifted2 years ago in Poets
Hidden Echoes: Unseen Pages of History
In halls where facts are polished bright, And lessons shape the mind, Some shadows dance beyond the light, Where truth is hard to find.
By Samson E. Gifted2 years ago in Poets
Brotherhood of the Builders: The History of Freemasonry. Content Warning.
In ancient times, when stone met sky, And pyramids rose, where pharaohs lie, The builders gathered, hands in grace, To craft the future, stone by place.
By Samson E. Gifted2 years ago in Poets
The Shadows of Antiquity: A Poetic Journey Through the History of Cultism. Content Warning.
In the dusk of human thought, where shadows dance and weave, Lies the tale of cults, in whispers they conceive. From ancient temples to the modern city's glow,
By Samson E. Gifted2 years ago in Poets
Sentinels of the Digital Realm. AI-Generated.
In the labyrinth of the digital age, Where shadows dance on screens, And whispers float through the ether, There lies a kingdom unseen.
By Samson E. Gifted2 years ago in Poets
The Artist's Promise
At some point in the far-off past, in an inquisitive town settled between moving slants and mumbling woods, there continued to be a young woman named Elara. Elara was known all through the town for her agreeableness and splendid smile, which could illuminate even the haziest days. She continued with a clear life, working at the town cake kitchen, where the scent of recently warmed bread and prepared products drifted through the air, drawing in people from miles around.
By Rony Sutradar2 years ago in Poets
Art
Kings come and go But art speaks to the human soul Art is immortality This poem was inspired by a friend asking the question, “I'm good at art but does that even mean anything at the end of the day?”
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets