Ivan

Joined December 2023

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Hey there! I'm Ivan, a 19-year-old track athlete from Portugal who loves books and sharing thoughts on them. Join the conversation! Let's chat about our favorite reads and dive into the wonderful world of literature together! ;)

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The Clockmaker's Dream
Beneath a moon painted with laughter's gleam, The clockmaker slumbers, lost in a time machine. His workshop transforms, gears twist and churn,
By Ivan2 years ago in Poets
The Magic of Tiny Moments
Raindrops patter, pitter-patter, Little drummers on my window shatter. Smiling puddles, shiny bright, Reflecting clouds, taking flight.
By Ivan2 years ago in Poets
Ode to the Little Things
Sunlight paints the windowsill, Warm and golden, makes my heart fill. Little robin sings a tune, Happiest melody beneath the moon.
By Ivan2 years ago in Poets
Fade to Black
(Verse 1) The air hangs heavy, thick with unspoken doubt Dust motes dance in the fading light, shadows stretch out Empty chairs hold the ghosts of whispered dreams
By Ivan2 years ago in Poets
The Clockmaker's Heart
Tick-tock, the clock sings, a dirge for the lost, Each gear a memory, forever embossed. The clockmaker weeps, tears of liquid gold,
By Ivan2 years ago in Poets
The Teacup Museum
On porcelain shelves, memories sit displayed, Sugar-coated sorrows, neatly betrayed. Each delicate cup, a tear-stained scene,
By Ivan2 years ago in Poets
The Library of Lost Words
Through labyrinthine shelves, shadows creep, Where forgotten words, their stories seep. Leather volumes, bound in moonlit sighs,
By Ivan2 years ago in Poets
Raindrops on a Windowpane
Each raindrop paints a tearful streak, Mirroring the sorrow, too deep to speak. The windowpane, a blurred screen, Hiding the storm within, unseen.
By Ivan2 years ago in Poets
Fractured Moon
The moon hangs fractured, a mirrored soul, Shattered pieces clinging to a hole. Its silver light spills, a mournful sigh,
By Ivan2 years ago in Poets
Ashes of Yesterday
Sunlight paints cracks upon the wall, Ghosts of laughter whisper, then enthrall. Each creak of floorboard, a forgotten tune,
By Ivan2 years ago in Poets
Whispers in the Rain
Raindrops patter, a gentle tattoo, On windowpanes, secrets blur askew. The city lights shimmer, a distant glow, Reflecting desires the heart won't show.
By Ivan2 years ago in Poets
The Unspoken Symphony
The melody lingers, yet silent within, A symphony woven where words cannot spin. To bare your heart, a yearning so keen,
By Ivan2 years ago in Poets

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The Clockmaker's Dream

The Magic of Tiny Moments

Ode to the Little Things

Fade to Black

The Clockmaker's Heart

The Teacup Museum

The Library of Lost Words

Raindrops on a Windowpane

Fractured Moon

Ashes of Yesterday

Whispers in the Rain

The Unspoken Symphony

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