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  Sep 14 Amina
Lance Remir
You never stole my heart

I saw you coming

And I just knew

I was meant for you

So you couldn't have stolen

What was already yours
  Sep 11 Amina
Shambhavi Sahay
My heart fills with joy
Each time I see HP notifications coming by.
“Someone loved your poem” makes me believe,
Confidence blooming in words I weave.

I smile while reading comments in delight,
Each word feels like a guiding light.
“Someone reposted it” gives me gentle thrills,
A kindness that lingers, a warmth that instills.

And when my poem starts trending high,
I whisper thank you, with tears in my eye.
Amina Sep 9
Ink marks on a field of white
"What am I supposed to write?"
It's not the mark, but what comes through
A tear from one, a laugh from two
As pain is formed into something new.

— The End —