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Shield of Warmth and laughter Forged by grief and pain Serene ship of alabaster unbothered by battering waves Through wind and storm Against the odds She sails still straight and true If ever you should cross her path The angels have smiled upon you
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May 25
May 25, 2026 at 3:12 AM UTC
Mother
Be kind because you never know what someone is going through You never know if someone has been thinking about jumping off the clift and you are mean to them so they had enough and jump off Trust me if people can be more kind this world would be a better place Pat somebody on the back and tell them that they are doing a good job Help someone in a wheelchair pick up something they dropped keep p Tell someone with a disability to ushing through and continue being strong they will find answers after all Tell a mother putting her kids in the car that she's doing a good job raising her kids Hug a little more Laugh a little more Lend a hand a little more
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Apr 7
Apr 7, 2026 at 9:21 PM UTC
Be kind
Pure white, sophisticated and nice purity is "not" what they want it's what will make them want to RUIN you' my pretty little angel you've grown so much my pretty little girl you've grown so much Pretty white delicate angle with the soul so bright Won't you come follow me To my bedroom, tonight... ? they don't want pure white sophisticated and light they don't deserve it and we will not give it- because we are worth more than that; ain't we? women?
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Mar 10
Mar 10, 2026 at 1:08 AM UTC
My Pretty Angel
Poems what joy I couldn't understand but as youth is we change I let my heart write did I expect much? maybe so but as that joy still stood strong unwavering no matter the first failure all it needed was.. the first like to make it stand not for now but forever on.
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Jan 15
Jan 15, 2026 at 4:24 PM UTC
The first like
if trees give oxygen, why can't we take care of them? we need trees to breathe, why do we keep knocking them down? why can't we love and care for the nature surrounding us. we need it and they need us, now more than ever.
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Dec 20, 2025
Dec 20, 2025 at 10:19 AM UTC
trees give oxygen
Ephemeral things. The beauty of the sunset is ephemeral, Yet, it leaves an impression on one’s soul. The beauty of a rainbow is ephemeral, Yet, it lingers— a reverie in flight, Why, then, are beautiful souls so brief? Do they burn too fiercely, too brightly? Does the world drain their essence, Leaving only echo in night? Are ethereal things not meant to stay? In this dreadful, weary, sphere? Was it just a dream? Was it just like a dream?
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Aug 6, 2025
Aug 6, 2025 at 4:40 AM UTC
ephemeral things.
A single junco hopping carefree; pecking stray seed in the snow. The bird fully embraces the world it knows. It's tiny heart thumps in gratitude; for the wondrous discovery of food. There is a difference between nice and kind; you will hopefully someday find. Being nice, you are pleasant and agreeable; only to make yourself shine in another's judgemental eye. If you are kind, you have a deeper level of compassion for a person's needy cry.
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Apr 8, 2025
Apr 8, 2025 at 5:57 PM UTC
Are You Nice or Kind?
I would give you the clothes off my back I earn my trust candy bar at a time; I will always be there for you. I feel i am too nice but but i could be nicer I would give you anything, I would make sure you never go hungry I would do everything in my power to make sure you like me Because if I am not liked, who am I? What would I be, if not kind? Who would i be, if not somebody you smile when you see I have to be nicer! I have to make people like me! It's who I am, it's who I have to be! Why am I not kind enough Why am I not enough Just please liked me, I need the validation I have spent years building this reputation of the nice kid, i can't let it come crashing down Please, just like me
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Mar 20, 2025
Mar 20, 2025 at 11:09 PM UTC
like me
I don't know what to call this A peom or rambling Maybe more of ranting I wanna be soft and sturdy like... Be strong like... Be compassionate like... Be independent like... Put my foot down like... Be nice like... But he did say I'm unapologetical for who I am Or what I stand for Mostly caught between Being nice and being me Saying no and smiling But I can be both Maybe I am both
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Mar 2, 2025
Mar 2, 2025 at 10:29 AM UTC
All the things i want to be
darkness in my heart may stack above the sky, but for sure my rebellion will live on , nights of desperation and regret just to light up the same ol' cigarette in the saloon, the past's hunting all day and night for a trophy to hang above the "wall" in his cocoon, i want to be consumed by the fumes, letting my failures become the autoimmune fuel, my will to prove myself as a sour soul turning to his hidden jewels so the devil gets a pistol to his skull, internal battle made the angel brutal towards the sinful who are hitting the single faithful, the table of the good and bad is surrounded by bombs ready to release in absurdity.
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Feb 21, 2025
Feb 21, 2025 at 6:07 PM UTC
Absurdity
Wow, 0 poems, That's cool. To just observe, To just love and enjoy. And not to have to worry, About other people loving or enjoying you.
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Dec 28, 2024
Dec 28, 2024 at 12:56 PM UTC
Scrapbook Poem #79
I'm a nice guy So I know I'll finish last Push me too far though And find the guy with the last laugh ©2024
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Aug 26, 2024
Aug 26, 2024 at 3:09 AM UTC
~•§•~ The Promise ~•§•~
i just don't feel like smiling but i can be nice sometimes it's august used to be july stating the obvious isn't a crime neither is smiling once in a while take a look inside my mind you'll see how august turns to july
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Aug 11, 2024
Aug 11, 2024 at 1:51 PM UTC
august
Every dog has their day; As a snake slithering on by. What left will be to say; What left economy not shy… For whom can we protect; When nothing not left all that said. Each soul into night wreck; Will be day by day all so bled… Let so the flames fakes fourth; For this will be tears all the joy. Burning lies come time forth; Burnt lies no longer to all coy… What left to be enough, No longer sinning… all rebuff…
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Jun 9, 2024
Jun 9, 2024 at 5:22 PM UTC
Nice Is Not Enough...
My pain chips away at life With no precision, it isn't nice White knuckling a standard butter knife When it's time to go all the way, it won't think twice ©2025
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May 21, 2024
May 21, 2024 at 5:36 PM UTC
~•§•~ Not Nice ~•§•~
I thought you'd be the one to make me whole again Not take another piece and leave a hole again Maybe we shouldn't have taken it further than friend Maybe I forgot to tell you that I break, I do not bend I kept from you that being with me comes with a price But only because I thought not destroying a love for once would be nice It was never going to be easy, mostly due to me I thought I'd made every mistake, turns out I did just didn't learn from any ©2024
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Apr 21, 2024
Apr 21, 2024 at 11:45 AM UTC
~•§•~ Not Healthy ~•§•~
Enchantment - In the vast gardens of the great castle, under the soft glow of the summer moon, lived a servant girl named Elara. She moved through the castle corridors with grace and humility, her heart filled with dreams beyond her station. And it was on one magical summer night that her destiny intertwined with that of a handsome young prince. Prince Alden, with his striking features and kind demeanor, often sought refuge in the castle gardens, away from the pressures of royal life. One evening, as he wandered among the fragrant blooms and winding pathways, he caught sight of Elara, tending to the flowers with gentle hands. Enthralled by her beauty and grace, Alden approached her, his heart racing with a newfound excitement. As they exchanged shy smiles and idle conversation, they found themselves drawn together by an invisible thread, their souls recognizing a kindred spirit in each other. Under the silver light of the moon, they strolled through the gardens, their laughter mingling with the sweet melody of nightingales. With every whispered word and stolen glance, their connection deepened, forging a bond that transcended the boundaries of their worlds. As the night wore on, they found themselves alone in a secluded alcove, surrounded by the fragrance of roses and the soft rustle of leaves. There, bathed in the moonlight, they shared their hopes, their fears, and their deepest desires, each word a testament to the growing love between them. In that enchanted moment, Elara and Alden knew that they were meant to be together, their hearts entwined in a love that defied all odds. And as they embraced beneath the starry sky, they vowed to defy convention and follow their hearts, no matter the consequences. From that night onward, Elara and Alden's love blossomed like the flowers in the castle gardens, filling their days with joy and their nights with passion. And though their path was fraught with challenges and obstacles, they faced them together, their love shining as bright as the summer moon that had brought them together. https://youtu.be/mXbIF9eoLZ4
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Mar 16, 2024
Mar 16, 2024 at 1:53 PM UTC
Enchantment
Enchantment - In the vast gardens of the great castle, under the soft glow of the summer moon, lived a servant girl named Elara. She moved through the castle corridors with grace and humility, her heart filled with dreams beyond her station. And it was on one magical summer night that her destiny intertwined with that of a handsome young prince. Prince Alden, with his striking features and kind demeanor, often sought refuge in the castle gardens, away from the pressures of royal life. One evening, as he wandered among the fragrant blooms and winding pathways, he caught sight of Elara, tending to the flowers with gentle hands. Enthralled by her beauty and grace, Alden approached her, his heart racing with a newfound excitement. As they exchanged shy smiles and idle conversation, they found themselves drawn together by an invisible thread, their souls recognizing a kindred spirit in each other. Under the silver light of the moon, they strolled through the gardens, their laughter mingling with the sweet melody of nightingales. With every whispered word and stolen glance, their connection deepened, forging a bond that transcended the boundaries of their worlds. As the night wore on, they found themselves alone in a secluded alcove, surrounded by the fragrance of roses and the soft rustle of leaves. There, bathed in the moonlight, they shared their hopes, their fears, and their deepest desires, each word a testament to the growing love between them. In that enchanted moment, Elara and Alden knew that they were meant to be together, their hearts entwined in a love that defied all odds. And as they embraced beneath the starry sky, they vowed to defy convention and follow their hearts, no matter the consequences. From that night onward, Elara and Alden's love blossomed like the flowers in the castle gardens, filling their days with joy and their nights with passion. And though their path was fraught with challenges and obstacles, they faced them together, their love shining as bright as the summer moon that had brought them together. https://youtu.be/mXbIF9eoLZ4
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i used to know all your best friends, just so you know we used to giggle together in intimate classrooms      but forget that, right? i forgot the richness of politeness the sweat dripped off my body and your eyes dazzled like crystals. a rose grew from the slight smile on your lips. you awakened a fight or stay response in me you reached out and touched my palms and yours were not hot coals as i expected them to be they were violet and soft and smooth and moisturized you didn’t have the crocodile disposition i dreamt you would i felt like an animal that accidentally broke the glass of its confinement and didn’t know what to do with the scattering crowds and screaming children so it just ran. in your arms, you caught me. not too harshly, but so i felt safety. i owe you some serious debt for giving me the simplest little smile along with the tiniest little gestures the claws of the lion dug into my spine, razor-sharp and cruel i didn’t deserve the kindness you showed me i was scared you would hate me if i talked to you, i didn’t know what to do. the roses wilted inside my palms as they stayed clumped from under the weight of my hands. i pray that you blossom in your future and i aspire to give the same kindness as you have gifted to me.
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Apr 16, 2023
Apr 16, 2023 at 1:17 PM UTC
to the girl who willingly talked to me freshman year when i had no friends
Mr Nice Guy, with a broken smile, shattered dreams, and tired knees. Battered equals, divided by trades of thought. You think too much, with idle hands so dangerous when you’re getting bored. All the time of the world, is too small to hold. Or like the past in your hands, a bright future seems too dim in your head. So while you’re living to impress, and motivate others lost in the lights of life; I know you’re constantly hoping to wake up dead. Aren’t you already there? You won’t be there alone too long, I’ll be joining you soon. Let me not wake up dead. I’ll need to switch off my alarm. Question... What is self conversation in these minded walls; What speaks louder,— a present, past or longing future, Who do you follow to be the leader of tomorrow, Who are your children to be; of what you make of yourself now, And how do you treat yourself when the public eyes are off, With the obvious expected responses of a nice guy? Oh Mr Nice guy, you're too nice for the world.
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Jun 2, 2022
Jun 2, 2022 at 3:39 PM UTC
Mr Nice guy
Beloved son (of a)... Sweet mother...lover. yes, please, write this on the gravestone I'll rest under. You must mention my NPO for the poor on our streets, you can still see me adopting stray dogs. I FED HOMELESS KIDS! Remember my kind smile brightened by the sun, or the flash of a camera, helping cats stuck on trees. I'm gonna leave a lot of footage for my memorial, but you see, it's important that you remind people that I, a good guy, have done all these things.
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Nov 25, 2021
Nov 25, 2021 at 8:18 PM UTC
I'm the Good Guy, Duhh
Be grateful, always love yourself every day. Love your life now. Be kind to everyone and to yourself. Look around you, and look at yourself now. You have grown to be a better person than you were before. You are a special person and good people have surrounded you. You are great. Be grateful, always do good to all, also to yourself. No need to think about things that make you fall asleep with sadness, you can definitely get through it. Stay strong, be strong, you can. You can do it. You're a good and nice. Be kind. Be happy. Show them your most beautiful smile.
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Oct 3, 2021
Oct 3, 2021 at 7:57 AM UTC
Be grateful, love yourself, and be kind.
Wealth is not just money Tis only a small slice The prosperity pie I won’t deny Is flavored by being nice Of all the traits you show I can be quite concise The quality That matters to me Is simply that you’re nice We can build prosperity At quite a tiny price If we all chip in And from within React by being nice Share your life with others And never think twice About your choice Of a loving voice And choosing to be nice
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Sep 30, 2021
Sep 30, 2021 at 8:59 AM UTC
Nice (Prosperity Poem 131)
I hear your voice and I hear poetry, music and everything nice 6:11 PM 9/8/21
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Aug 9, 2021
Aug 9, 2021 at 4:11 AM UTC
Haiku