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"The Enchanted Study Circle"
In a world of pages, where words come alive, A study group ventured, eager to thrive. Their minds aflutter with tales yet untold,
By Khudair Ahmed Shaikh3 years ago in Poets
Heart of Black
The raven with his heart of black Vying to steal a tasty snack. He arched above in tandem flight Looking to land, left or right.
By Deasun T. Smyth3 years ago in Poets
"Floss and Folly: A Hilarious Dental Adventure!"
In a land of molars and teeth so bright, There lived a soul with an awful fright. A fearful tale I shall now reveal, Of one who dreaded the dentist's ordeal.
By The PenPal3 years ago in Poets
Lost in the Lure: Unveiling the Creative Symphony of Distraction. Content Warning.
Delicate whispers in the wind, calling me astray, Irresistible temptations, enticing me to stray, Seductively they beckon, leading me astray,
By Samuel Korede3 years ago in Poets
Grandma Got Walloped By A Walker
Grandma Got Walloped by a Walker Grandma got walloped by a walker Fighting with her sister Tuesday eve You can say there wasn’t any fist-cuffs
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Poets
The Whispers of Eternity
Chapter 1: The Antique Shop In the heart of a bustling city, nestled between towering skyscrapers and modern storefronts, stood a small, unassuming antique shop. Its worn sign bore the name "Whispering Wonders," hinting at the mysteries concealed within its walls. Among the eclectic collection of artifacts and curiosities, there resided a particular item that held a captivating allure—a weathered, leather-bound book called "The Whispers of Eternity."
By Syed Faizan Mujtaba 3 years ago in Poets
Female Heist
”I want to make the money mine,” I thought. Susan came dressed in an apron still, then revealing a concealed rifle under it as the garage door closed behind her. “Like what I got?” She asked with a squeal. She called her friend Charlie and he came running with some guns, bullets, and a heist van. Becky worked as a bank teller also and had access to the bank. Meanwhile, my background in architecture helped me design a nice blueprint for how we were going to scale the building and break in. We all agreed when, but then Susan said “Can we not do Tuesday? My little Tommy has his baseball game then.” I sighed “Fine, let’s not do Tuesday,” amid some long sighs from the crew. We put on our ski masks and broke in one day, guns ablazing.
By Rana3 years ago in Poets
Fake Kiss
Dystopian gathering - two individuals I guess they're together - one's plenty visible See now down the flooring - shades, their own rituals
By Francis L3 years ago in Poets
Majestic Unicorn
Amidst the mist, in a glade so green, Stood a creature rarely seen. The most magical unicorn there ever was, A breathtaking sight, pure magic because.
By 𝕽𝖔𝖞𝖆𝖑 𝕿𝖎𝖌𝖊𝖗 3 years ago in Poets
Good Luck Distractions
Down to the wire Inching closer to the conclusion of the distraction challenge So many distraction stories, so little Time
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden3 years ago in Poets
Distraction
Do this, oh what about that? Is this important? Is that important? Says my brain, every day Taunting me, teasing me Running here, running there
By Kenna MacAsmonde3 years ago in Poets
Should Have Studied
Dreaming, mind far away Impeded by the soft breeze Soaring through thoughts Taken far from the matter at hand Removed from this moment
By Pluto Wolnosci3 years ago in Poets