Where did old fashioned manners go?
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When I was a younger kid
People were nice in all they did
They'd wave and smile on the street
To people who they'd never meetAnd when we went to the store
Old friends would smile once more
They'd visit for lunch on Sunday
While in the yard the kids would playBut nowadays people will stare
When you smile, they will glare
Where did old fashioned manners go
And all the people we did know? -
@justchatamy That's a really sweet poem! and I like that it's based of truth to

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Chilling , maybe you give me a reference, I'll try to make it into a poem
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Possibility By: Addison C. Courts Every time I look outside the window, I see a world painted in shades of gray, where dreams are fading, whispers dying, and hope seems lost in the light of day. But a fire ignites, a burning call, to raise my voice, to stand for change, and break the silence, And break the chains. We’ll build a future filled with smiles, full of hope for miles and miles. Open your eyes, and look around, and see the world that you've burned down. The ashes rise, a mournful shroud, where laughter echoed, now silence is loud. A world of promise, left untold, a future shattered, brave, and bold. Tears and pain and war and fire, the world is filled with haters, frauds and liars. Hope is lost, and dreams are gone, we’re left alone to carry on. Broken hearts, and shattered souls, a world and darkness takes its toll. The rumors, the hatred, the things that you say, they make people cry every day. When right is wrong, and wrong is right, the world I once knew will be far out of sight. When the Moon and the Stars are all long gone, the treachery will continue, with each new dawn. A cycle of pain, passed down through the years, fueling the darkness, and multiplying the fears. The past may fade, the years may fly, but these dark memories never die. They linger on, a haunted trace, etched forever, in time and space. The faces blur, the voices fade, but the pain remains, a debt unpaid. A constant reminder of what has been, a shadow lurking, deep within. But this can change, and so can you, we can fix this world, and start anew. With open hearts, and hands entwined, a brighter future we will find. We'll plant the seeds of hope and grace, and watch them bloom in every space. We’ll mend the cracks, and heal the scars, and reach for dreams, beyond the stars. Every time I look outside the window, I would like to see hope and trust where everyone is happy, and the world is filled with possibility. It starts with me, it starts with you, a change we make, a dream comes true. We’ll build that world, hand in hand, a future bright across the land. A world of wonder, yet to find, with open hearts and open minds. Where dreams take flight and spirits soar, and hope remains forever more.
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Not my words but expresses how I feel right now
A Crowd of Faces, Yet I Stand Apart,
Laughter Echoes, But Not in My Heart.
In a sea of smiles, my own feels unseen,
A silent island, where no one has been.Hands reach out, but miss the mark,
Words are spoken, yet leave a dark.
A hollow space where connection should be,
A lonely echo in a company.The warmth of friendship, a distant glow,
A yearning for a bond I cannot know.
In this crowded room, I'm lost in the haze,
A solitary soul, in a world of displays.Though voices surround, my thoughts remain mute,
A silent plea, for a heart to compute.
The weight of isolation, a burden to bear,
A lonely island, in a world of care.AI Generated....
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“To know nothing about yourself is to live.
To know yourself badly is to think.”
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
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What a wonder,what a alchemy,
ur eyes seems like a book of eternity,
the wider u smile,the nature gets greener,
the way u speak the creatures feel Comfort,
having a aura so divine,with a pure jovil smile,
how can someone be so pretty,I have never seen a person this gorgeous and kind.



















@nour especially for you


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Marham marham dil pe laga
Marham marham dil pe laga @Codyy
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Bachpan se saath hai tera,
Yaadon me bhara pyaar hai tera,
Dur chahe kitni bhi ho tu,
Nhi ghate ga saath ye tera,
Ladti hai jhagadti hai ,
Bina kahe har baat samjhti hai,
Bin tere Tera bhaii akele hi rahega,
Tujhse accha koi dost naa rahega,
Behen hai tu meri ,vaada hai teri raksha karne ka,
Tera saath nibhane ka ,
Tu kitni bhi dur ho har Janam Tera bhaii hi rehne ki khwaish hai,
Tujhse Sundar koi nhi Tere paero me bss swarg hai aur isi me rehne ki farmaish hai,
Mai ruthu to bhi mana leti hai,
Vahi ek hai jo har rishte Khushi se nibha leti hai,
Teri udasi me kabhi akela mat samjhna apne aap ko,
Tera bhaii hai hamesha tere saath bss yaad kar lena is baat ko..In shabdo ki ahmiyat sirf unhe pata hai jinke pass behen nhi hai. God bless you all,stay happy and make everyone happy

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The wish I had for you to stay, I know I was wrong to keep your words for everyday,
Breaking the heart into pieces that's all you know,
I don't even know what did I do wrong to deserve this curse's flow,
People are just blabbering machine for me now, no one cares they just know how to use the words for their good and my fowl,
I got nothing to even blame others,cuz I am no different just a being like another,
I have my heart as a broken collection,it hurts even more to touch every piece just like a broken mirror with so much pain and need for ease,
I am getting what I deserve and I hope others get what they do,
Nothing matters seriously, everything that matters is me and myself,
To prepare my mind for such people, I have to be myself and stop thinking about other people,
The lesson with a hard path,to grow more and overcome the dark path,
Just a beauty of life with pretty emotions,have a wonderful time with lots of happiness and no bad imaginations....People come people go , that's just the way of life , we have to just overcome this unhealthy attachments.
Have a time you deserve
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@Hopeless1231 keep going brother

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From time to time
A Different night
losing myself in your eyes
you are all of my lies
living my life whitout you
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@itachiSenpai

what r u thinking
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@Codyy Thinking made me anxious , so i stopped thinking
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I hope it hurts less,as time goes on,
I hope things get better as life moves on,
Understanding the feelings, accepting the memories,
U can bear it with the strength of your own will and daring,
Just having a hope of that something is left and it's coming,
I desire it's u again with no hurtful feeling,
But let the time do it's thing, it's better for both of us and having a peace in being,
I still just hope and will hope ,as time goes on things get better and atleast not like this broke....Just randomly saw a reel and wrote this ,I know it's not good I will try to do better ofc.
Well sure tell me your thoughts on this ,have fun and stay happy
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shivers that is really good I didn't ever read a poem written in books but i have seen some in the internet like this and yours are in my top 5 list. u are everywhere i replied to few messages of yours in the movies category (stranger things). I can't write original poems but i can continue a poem so here is my cosmos but backwards
"SOMSOC"
Sailing through the cosmic sea,
Orion's belt, a celestial decree.
Mysteries unfold in the dark,
Secrets whispered, a universal spark.
Onward, the journey of the night,
Chasing constellations in moonlight.
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Birds out of cages
sing as you traverse the
serpent's winding night.
To the left,
to the right,
you carve your hand
on trunks in defiance.
You tread this path anew
with fading light,
finding your way with no sight.Birds sing and sing until
you grow weary,
for that reason, you must keep
strolling. Legs hurting
is better than birds that won't sing.
You spot a silent bird,
darting in terror.
Does stopping mean violence?wrote a better version
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birds out there cages
sing as you cross the
snake bend night
to the left
to the right
you etch your hand
on the trunks in spite
you walk this path again
with diminishing light
you may find your
way with no sight
birds sing and sing until
u get tired, for that
reason u must keep
stroll. legs hurting
is better than birds that doesn't sing
you see a bird thats silent
running in horror
does stopping may be violent
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This is beautiful!
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Wow


Nice
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Unbeknownst to your heart,
a path has been layed out,
a path for you to walk.Laced with saphires and diamonds,
embraced by beautiful flowers,
and pure spring water for you alone.A path that is an adventure,
a call that is about to come,
for you to see the light.Under the cruciatum you will find,
what was always with you,
and always will be.For the eye cannot see,
what the heart understands,
when it becomes one.
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@Lost_Soul ur so sweet <33 thank u so much !!
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@Rohitag aha im many things

glad u liked it !!