#poemUnmoderated tagAll postsTrendingHotNewPromotedPayoutsvikbuddy in #hive-140084 • 6 days agoRemember source You will remember me somewhere Away from the crowd Even if it is in solitude But you will definitely remember mvikbuddy in #hive-140084 • 7 days agoThe proposal source I will stay at her feet and be called Hers I will show the love I have for Her I will create my own method of wovikbuddy in #hive-140084 • 9 days agoDear mother source Today suddenly I remembered my dear mother After that continuous tears started flowing from my eyes As if somevikbuddy in #hive-140084 • 3 days agoHope source Hope, Like the surge of the river Like the tide of the sea, Like the glory of the sun Like the coolness of thevikbuddy in #hive-140084 • 5 days agoRemember-2 source To your heart, In the illusion that Maybe at night Your lifeless body will stir At least, You will remember me When byvikbuddy in #hive-140084 • 12 days agoPainter source What I cannot say to you, will you paint it? O painter, will you show me such an image? The eternally separatedvikbuddy in #hive-140084 • 26 minutes agoThe Wind source Now I have started to realize, How much difference there is between these winds and those winds. Whenever I usedyecier in #hive-161155 • 7 days agoGenesis 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛 𝐝𝐞 𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐬í𝐚 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐛 𝐝𝐞 𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐬í𝐚 ![SepNeonInicio.gif](kraken99 in #hive-140084 • 4 days ago¿acaso quiero?¿Que se hace cuando te sientes vacío? ¿Cuando no tienes ganas de nada? ¿Cuando no tienes fuerza ni para levantarte? ¿Que se hace cuando lloras todos los días? Nunca he sido…samadbro08 in #hive-161155 • 4 days agoRickshaw driver..Hello!! My dear hive friends, I am @samadbro08 from Bangladesh Today is Monday , January 14/2025 Assalamu Alaikum. Freewriter community members, hope everyone is…oceanfit in #hive-161155 • 4 days agoToday's Haiku January 12th, 2025, Good MorningToday's Haiku - January 12th, 2025 - "Good Morning" Good morning new world Waking up to a fresh cup Always on the movekraken99 in #hive-140084 • 13 days agoWhen Old Age Reaches MeWhen Old Age Reaches Me When old age reaches me, and time carves deep furrows on my skin, when my hands tremble holding past memories, and my steps become echoes of what I…
