#poetrychallange

Our family is a circle of strength and love. With every birth and every union the circle grows. Every joy shared adds more love. Every crisis faced together makes the circle stronger. Steepshot IPFS IOS

she is the soul in my body ! Steepshot IPFS IOS Android Web

On this occasion I will share about life poetry Sweet memories together longing It must be remembered again Time comes Friend Jokes and laughter together Like releasing thirst By the atmosphere Happy thanks

Life is like an ark in the ocean. and the panorama of the afternoon is very amazing ... make eyes look at love nature Steepshot | IPFS | Google Play | IOS

nothing is as beautiful as your shadow poetry behind my twilight hiding in your love twilight.I stand standing dancing in the moon twilight poetry . Steepshot | IPFS | Google Play | IOS

street art graffiti art I needed to add my bit to this make racism wrong again people need to wake up its 2018 colour is nothing we are all human beings we all feel the same pain bleed from the same veins

barren nature is not as humble as my heart on mu ... Steepshot | IPFS | Google Play

I travel around London town on the underground finding treasure's all around Steepshot | IPFS | Google Play

All was not as it seemed A fleeting reminder of a dreamTurned to the door They were not thereIn solid mass Fleeting shadow from the past Steepshot | IPFS | Google Play

kalo bulan bisa kembar maka cahaya pun bisa kembar ..bila cinta terbagi dua maka akan ada yang terluka ? Steepshot | IPFS | Google Play

amazing landscapephotography..😍 Steepshot | IPFS | Google Play

benefits of dead sea salt😇😅😅😅😅😅 Steepshot | IPFS | Google Play

artwork is uncover the heart's content by drawing and continue to draw, because by drawing we can like what we dream Steepshot | IPFS | Google Play

We all know that steemit is already very popular and most of the people on planet earth already use steemit account Steepshot | IPFS | Google Play

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken-winged bird that cannot fly. Steepshot | IPFS | Google Play

Thudding down the crust, like flooding plagues. after the dust and heat, that smeared the inhabitants. in the broad and dusty streets, in the holes that thirst for water. on the isle that longed for a

you sit in between those fours walls hoping that someday you’ll be able to grab a hold onto the light that shines through it all the tears continue to pour out as you try refilling the hole in where your

Benches She was peculiar, She ate alone and never spoke. She sat with pen and paper, Face shadowed by windblown hair. His path each day would bring him close. She was familiar, with faded cap and skin

if youre not part of their school then they call you just a fool running behind what they call free suffering is what i see what if the inner still evolve whats the next problem there to solve a generation