Sell Poem

"Star… is amazing right?” Those were the last words Hoshi heard from his mother before she took her final breath. On that sorrowful day, Hoshi discovered an old book that belonged to his mother. Inside, he found a mysterious poem that spoke of a power capable of bringing life back. Unable to accept her passing, Hoshi became determined to uncover the meaning behind the poem, hoping to reclaim the beautiful moments that now existed only in his memories. His journey to seek answers was filled with challenges, but everything changed when he met Sora—a person who held the key to the puzzle…and to his future.

If you're not sitting at the table, then you are definitely lying on the menu. If you have nothing, then your life is your only capital. Song Heping, compelled by life to make a fortune in a warzone, accidentally got swept into the war and, in a confused state, was promoted by a bunch of Da Maozi to be the boss of a Defense Company. In this day and age, who still becomes a mercenary! I want to sell arms, I want to sell coffee cups worth a few bucks for over a thousand US Dollars. I want to sell a 9-dollar socket for the price of 299 US Dollars. I want to sell goats, the kind that costs millions of US Dollars each... Don't ask, and don't come auditing, whether you're from the Audit Office or the CIA, I'll send you all off... My name is Song Heping. I came, I conquered, I reign as the king. Don't call me the "Lord of War," I love peace, I am here to deliver "peace".

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My first poem collection book

Darius Noctis, a humble street-side noodle soup vendor with an exceptional talent for cooking, unknowingly purchased a truck with a strange system. When he updated it, he was suddenly transported to another world It was a world devoid of science and technology, steeped in a medieval atmosphere where humans wielded magic as if it came straight out of a novel. While others struggled to survive, Darius continued to sell his noodle soup, bringing the flavors of his old world to this strange new land. But life was never that simple. Countless tribulations awaited him, forcing him to learn how to fight—not just for his own survival, but to protect those around him. Little did he know, fate had long since cursed him. Burdened with the remnants of the long-lost Ancient Gods, Darius was thrust into an endless cycle of war and survival, where the world grew ever darker and more chaotic with each passing day.

In a medieval world were there is magic, the land is under the rule of the royalty and the nobility; among the nobles, the mages are the most revered members of society. A young boy from the poor south of the Poem dinasty awakens as a magician, this new found power will turn his life upside down. There is no heroes in this story, just survivors. Follow a regular guy, with nothing special on his way to an uncertain future. This is a slow cook, a 250000 words story.

Abandoned by a wealthy fiancé? What does it matter? I have my own brilliance! The world's treasures, both genuine and fake, are all under my control! I sell knowledge and supernatural abilities, but I don't sell pills to erase regrets! It's just that someone—why are you always lingering around me like a persistent ghost?

From ancient times to the present, it is said that there is a spiritual realm in the world. Regarding the saying of the spiritual realm, celebrities and scholars of all dynasties have different opinions. It is recorded in the poem: "From Qi to Tang, this mountain is desolate and desolate, the spiritual realm is lonely, and few people visit it." "The spiritual realm is indescribable, and it is difficult to find ghost work."

I wrote these sonnets, poems, and quotes; in the darkest hours of my life and I hope some of you could relate. I write with all the love and joy I have for writing, just because I don't publish anything doesn't I still don't write behind closed doors.

Just random thoughts and feelings and poem about life. PS I did meant to write PM cause my brains starts to produce random thoughts during the day time.

These are some poems, or rhymes, that I have written in my free time. I hope you enjoy.

A List of Poems that I have written over the years, that were incorporated in designed cards.

Eliud is an aspiring wordsmith plagued by dreams of an era long past. As his recognition as a wordsmith rises, he garners the attention of those who know what his dreams mean. For others, these dreams are evidence of injustice and others seek to destroy them.

Whisper of the souls is a poignant collection of poems that delves deep into the complexities of human emotion and the quiet moments that shape our lives. Through vivid imagery and lyrical verse, Bella17 explores themes of love, longing, loss, and personal transformation. The poems reflect a journey of self-discovery, where the heart’s vulnerabilities are laid bare, and the beauty in both sorrow and joy is celebrated. Each poem invites readers to pause, reflect, and connect with their own inner landscapes, offering solace and understanding in a world that often feels overwhelming. With a delicate balance of tenderness and strength, Whisper of the souls reveals the quiet power of words to heal and inspire.

Ever wondered what a love poem sounds like after a long day at the office? This collection offers a unique blend of heartfelt emotion and everyday reality, capturing the highs and lows of life in a series of unforgettable poems. Get ready for a rollercoaster of feelings, from the tender to the turbulent.

This is the heartbreaking story of my experience with the girl I like despite giving everything I had, pouring my heart into every moment, it was never enough. No matter how much I tried, no matter how much I gave, I faced nothing but rejection. It’s a painful reminder of how sometimes, even the deepest feelings can go unnoticed and unreturned.

Random poems

Short poems used on my everyday, every moment, every second. I discovered that writing helps ease on my anxiety. I'm still writing novels, but when in need of a quickie, a poem says it all. Here's my brain dump version of them. Sit and enjoy!

Just some poems, you might not even consider thinking of them as one, but for me they are, at least.

Dive into a series of creepy poems that are sure to keep you on your toes!

A poem written by A Junior Stylers!

In a small aley, a store could be found with a sleeping person on the counter. If you wake them up, they’ll stare at you, and if you ask them what they sell, all they'll do is point to the products without saying a word. If you really want to know what they sell, ask the little red and violet creature that sits in the counter, it will explain while the manager sleeps, or just wait for it to electrocute the manager.

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I spent years avoiding poetry, and what happens? Got me when I least expected it. Born after seeing a tv programme. Pushed by a need to escape from writing that epic. Reflexes to landscapes, skyscapes and flowers: Reflexes to music that stirs the beat. Dances. A Poetry Collection.

First I have to say please by no means get confused by the title of this book. The title relates in no way to the book or maybe it does. Who knows, depends on your perspective i guess. To me the title and the books goes hand with hand. Or rather the title gave birth to the book. Without the title am not sure there would have been a book. To me it tells the reader why and how the book came to be. NOTE: Each poem comes with a story from the author's past, relating it the poem and ending it or perhaps try to see things from his view that the girl who forgot her glasses is everything.