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just-one-bee · 9 months
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I ❤ RHYMEZONE
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knowledgenook · 2 months
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Storytelling and Rhyming Classes in Singapore: Ignite your imagination and foster a love for storytelling with Kiya Learning engaging classes. Explore the world of literature, develop storytelling skills, and unleash your creativity through rhyme and rhythm.
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dawormgawd · 10 months
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there's definitely a point in the u2 discography where the songwriting starts to noticeably suck
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knightpunks · 1 year
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cheesenames · 5 months
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padmé gets a handmaiden who's super good at blackmail.....dossieé
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voltas-do-mar · 3 months
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Greetings, far-flung traveler. A question for you: how do you create these "Voltas" of yours? I would like to understand your process.
-@in-omni-scientia
mon joie de livre / hello, here's my gist: many old voltas already exist they pre-date us all / from more war-filled times taught to us in school like nursery rhymes my pilot prepared to go through the pale a thousand more voltas / though to no avail the wartimes had ended / aerostatics aside and despite disappointments / i stay here to guide in a way, clever one, we're alike afterall a distant voice singing / a memory to recall
though sometimes i make them (my pilot does too) when im more than just song (like how i talk to you) a volta do mar can be easy to make:
needs meter and rhythm (for breathing to take)
reminders of love (someone calling you home; or something to ground you, through pale you may roam)
though not truly needed, an option to rhyme (easier to remember through more dire times)
i hope i've assisted, if not let me know, its a pleasure to meet you and merci beaucoup
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tyin-cherry-knots · 6 months
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The bond between a girl j trying to finish a goddamn sonnet and rhymezone is a sacred thing
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moon-song-and-star · 1 year
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The next knives out should have a mystery with motifs of either adultery, poker, or bees so we can continue the rhyme
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Knives out, chives out, wives/fives/hives out
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pepperdee · 1 year
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Last Line Tag
HI IT'S BEEN A THOUSAND YEARS. I have basically every tag game I was put in this year saved to a very, very large bookmarks folder on my toolbar and at this point I'm too afraid to poke at it.
@zmwrites tagged me in a last line tag and I just wrote some lines i needed an excuse to share, so thank you for that!
ANYWAY here's Dedrick's stream of consciousness morphing into his instinctual Ashon Lyricism going "hey i can use this" and just--
I saw the stars like few ever could. I saw the men that made them. They called me by name. I thought it was only mine. They gave me a destiny. The Curse given from the divine.
No I don't know where this came from either. I really hope it survives rewrites.
ANYWAY I guess I'll tag uhhhh @ashen-crest @magic-is-something-we-create @akindofmagictoo and/or anyone else who ALSO needs an excuse to share some lines they just wrote. GO NUTS
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berf-a-smurf · 1 year
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RhymeZone screenshot cropped in on a few entries, punctuation added by yours truly to ad hoc a poem. It reads quoth:
“In memory,
Emery:
Never be —
Never see —
Beverly
Whenever we
Celery.” Unquoth.
End picture ID.
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neatokeanosocks · 3 days
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based on the amount of people that write lyrics/poems with the syllable count slightly/completely unmatching for their rhymes, i have to guess that it's probably no big deal,
that being said. pisses me off
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shysideho · 1 month
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Yall must be SOOOO jealous of me cause i log off and genuinely go to sleep at like 10:30PM. Youre having life crisiss at 3am gaining NOTHING i am sleeping so soundly like that anime boy with the arms
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all my haters are coffee makers when im sleeping in on the bed of success.
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dyed-petals · 1 month
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there are spike traps round my tower,
ensnaring those below.
no matter how the dangers lour,
there’s always more in tow.
the witches hunts and stern decrees,
i tire to run from.
i barely hear their earnest pleas,
its through the gore they come.
maybe theyre right, as i cant find
a reason left for me.
if giving up could be to try
something put so simply.
i hammer down each spike and spine
and bury them in twelves.
they come to visit, i to greet them, it was fine,
til they remember why they sharpened them themselves.
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cupid-styles · 8 months
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weird q but do any fellow writers have a good thesaurus/synonym resource??
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disastergay · 8 months
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I wish we had a word for tribalism that wasn't tribalism (because of the, you know, bastardization of indigenous people's terms)
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yououghtaknow · 1 year
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getting back to my roots (writing cunty pop-punk songs about my current horrors that No One will see for several months)
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