With every dawn, a new frontier,
The call of adventure draws near.
Paths unknown and skies untamed,
In whispered dreams, the wild is named.
Mountains high and oceans wide,
Mysteries where wonders hide.
A heart that yearns to boldly roam,
Finds in the journey, a place called home.
Footsteps trace where few have tread,
Through forests dark and meadows spread.
With courage bright and spirit free,
The road unravels destiny.
In every quest, the soul’s embrace,
Adventure’s thrill sets dreams in place.
So seek the road where hearts align,
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Abbas
Versatile writer skilled in both tale & stories. Captivate readers with engaging content & immersive narratives. Passionate about informing, inspiring, & entertaining through words.
Smart phones, Humans and Aliens.
WARNING. I will be tapping into one of your favorite creative tensions: The absurdity of humans worshipping their glowing rectangles as if they were tiny oracles. There’s something deliciously poetic about that contradiction, and it lends itself beautifully to an instructive proviso.
By Novel Allen4 days ago in Poets
Autonomy Is The Real Privilege
Good morning, freedom-seekers! Today we’re gonna be looking at autonomy. A strange word, I know; one many would probably look at blankly and run away from on sight. We’re gonna figure out what it actually means, consider how it’s achieved, and decipher just how deeply most of us are tangled up in dependence without realising it.
By That ‘Freedom’ Guyabout 5 hours ago in Humans
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Beautiful
Lovely poem