
Marie381Uk
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I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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The Map of My Grief
The Map of My Grief I never knew grief had a shape until I started walking through it. People say time heals, that loss softens, that you learn to live around the empty spaces. Maybe that’s true for some, but for me, grief became a place. A strange country I never planned to visit, let alone live inside. And in that country, I had to learn the roads by heart, because every step I took kept leading me back to my parents.
By Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Humans
Vocal.Media Need New Glasses
Maybe They Need New Glasses I have spent the last two days pulling my hair out, wondering what on earth I was doing wrong. Every poem I tried to put on Vocal got the same message back. Not in English. Not in English. Not in English. As if I had suddenly decided to start writing in ten different languages overnight.
By Marie381Uk 2 months ago in Fiction











