Poems on Kahlil Gibran Seeking Friendly Advice
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PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
11th May 2021 4:48am
11th May 2021 4:48am
Ode To Night
We are all like the bright moon, we still have our darker side.”
-Khalil Gibran
I
Cry with me, sultry night;
pray for the sentient things
crawling ‘neath your sight.
Glow your moon’s pale light.
Illuminate those whom pine for all
to be right and the fields of things
who count not the hours,
but wave in the wind endlessly
and futilely.
Pass me under safe care tonight,
let the voices lead me softly along:
a muted song.
Cry with me, sultry night.
...
-Khalil Gibran
I
Cry with me, sultry night;
pray for the sentient things
crawling ‘neath your sight.
Glow your moon’s pale light.
Illuminate those whom pine for all
to be right and the fields of things
who count not the hours,
but wave in the wind endlessly
and futilely.
Pass me under safe care tonight,
let the voices lead me softly along:
a muted song.
Cry with me, sultry night.
...
#dreams
#moon
#night
#NaPoWriMo2021
#KahlilGibran
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10 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
16th Apr 2020 5:53am
16th Apr 2020 5:53am
God's Dream
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.'
-Khalil Gibran
My God, I thought you had loved me,
as sunlight dancing through a leafy tree
and the trunk, a rough exterior,
but surely a siphoning pith within.
I held the water on my skin and loved it
and in this way, I thought you had loved me.
My God, I thought you had propelled me
like pirouetting seeds jettisoned on a soft breeze
under a great maple tree to land softly
on a canopy of mossy dampness all around me
and yet...
-Khalil Gibran
My God, I thought you had loved me,
as sunlight dancing through a leafy tree
and the trunk, a rough exterior,
but surely a siphoning pith within.
I held the water on my skin and loved it
and in this way, I thought you had loved me.
My God, I thought you had propelled me
like pirouetting seeds jettisoned on a soft breeze
under a great maple tree to land softly
on a canopy of mossy dampness all around me
and yet...
#God
#KahlilGibran
#NaPoWriMo2020
578 reads
4 Comments
PoetsRevenge
Poem Published
26th Apr 2019 2:31am
26th Apr 2019 2:31am
Night And The Madman (A Mad Dream)
I told the night, ‘I am mad’,
and The Night replied, ‘Nay, you are not,
for you wonder of it and are not quite sure’.
‘But I am certain’, I replied,
‘Nay, you are not, for you incessantly look back
to remenisce, not forward to uncharted steps’.
‘But I am like you, O Night, for my Heaven
and Hell are the same at once’.
‘Nay, you are not like me’, said The Night,
‘For you fear Heaven and are too comfortable
in Hell’.
‘But I am boundless like you, O Night’.
‘Nay, you are not, for your world is...
and The Night replied, ‘Nay, you are not,
for you wonder of it and are not quite sure’.
‘But I am certain’, I replied,
‘Nay, you are not, for you incessantly look back
to remenisce, not forward to uncharted steps’.
‘But I am like you, O Night, for my Heaven
and Hell are the same at once’.
‘Nay, you are not like me’, said The Night,
‘For you fear Heaven and are too comfortable
in Hell’.
‘But I am boundless like you, O Night’.
‘Nay, you are not, for your world is...
#night
#SelfDiscovery
#NaPoWriMo2019 #KahlilGibran
#NaPoWriMo2019 #KahlilGibran
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Jade-Pandora
jade tiger
jade tiger
Poem Published
20th Apr 2019 3:55pm
20th Apr 2019 3:55pm
Half Of What I Say
Half of what I say is meaningless’
will become a chant, my mantra
to everything beyond what I can
express when in total happiness
or abject misery, and anything
between. For I am meant to be a
lowly soul, even in the highest of
his ethereal temple. That I may
then pass through at every level
from my belly, without arms and
legs like the worm I have become
in this life. I will serve the Lord’s
purpose in his own interests, for
the best of...
will become a chant, my mantra
to everything beyond what I can
express when in total happiness
or abject misery, and anything
between. For I am meant to be a
lowly soul, even in the highest of
his ethereal temple. That I may
then pass through at every level
from my belly, without arms and
legs like the worm I have become
in this life. I will serve the Lord’s
purpose in his own interests, for
the best of...
#God
#spiritual
#KahlilGibran
#NaPoWriMo2019
#prose
807 reads
23 Comments
Heaven_sent_Kathy
Poem Published
10th Apr 2019 6:13pm
10th Apr 2019 6:13pm
Risen From A Hunger
For in a time, when everywhere,
the child I was took comfort in
the dangers stalking, hunting us,
my kind, at every turn it chose.
Was where I found a solace in
the tribal rites, lord of the flies,
as bitter herbs I passive ate
because my hunger was so great.
Picked for my lack of size and years,
the tirade with the herbs which had
beleaguered spirit, start to trust
the pain one day would turn the tide.
Approval from humiliate
increase in skill & strength & size
to show the path on which I’d walk.
In this...
the child I was took comfort in
the dangers stalking, hunting us,
my kind, at every turn it chose.
Was where I found a solace in
the tribal rites, lord of the flies,
as bitter herbs I passive ate
because my hunger was so great.
Picked for my lack of size and years,
the tirade with the herbs which had
beleaguered spirit, start to trust
the pain one day would turn the tide.
Approval from humiliate
increase in skill & strength & size
to show the path on which I’d walk.
In this...
#LifeStruggles
#spiritual
#SelfDiscovery
#NaPoWriMo2019
#KahlilGibran
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