Poems About Forgiveness Published by Members Recently Online
#forgiveness
Poems about forgiveness published by members recently online.
Poetically Yours
Now, it is past summer
every light filled a shady corner
it is so so far from cold December
yet, it can be poetically warmer.
it is the heat of august flames,
and the noon lounges lazy in the hot hour
some kind of time rarely sensed,
some kind of feelings, mystically resuscitated,
some sort of streaming languid, lengthy oscillation,
seen on a very large sea, without limitation,
then the void swallows any sign of voice,
of motion, less life, less existence,
death of any poetic fresh dictionary.
No...
every light filled a shady corner
it is so so far from cold December
yet, it can be poetically warmer.
it is the heat of august flames,
and the noon lounges lazy in the hot hour
some kind of time rarely sensed,
some kind of feelings, mystically resuscitated,
some sort of streaming languid, lengthy oscillation,
seen on a very large sea, without limitation,
then the void swallows any sign of voice,
of motion, less life, less existence,
death of any poetic fresh dictionary.
No...
#emotions
#forgiveness
#kindness
#love
#respect
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4 Comments
Poetically Yours
Now, it is past summer
every light filled a shady corner
it is so so far from cold December
yet, it can be poetically warmer.
it is the heat of august flames,
and the noon lounges lazy in the hot hour
some kind of time rarely sensed,
some kind of feelings, mystically resuscitated,
some sort of streaming languid, lengthy oscillation,
seen on a very large sea, without limitation,
then the void swallows any sign of voice,
of motion, less life, less existence,
death of any poetic fresh dictionary.
No...
every light filled a shady corner
it is so so far from cold December
yet, it can be poetically warmer.
it is the heat of august flames,
and the noon lounges lazy in the hot hour
some kind of time rarely sensed,
some kind of feelings, mystically resuscitated,
some sort of streaming languid, lengthy oscillation,
seen on a very large sea, without limitation,
then the void swallows any sign of voice,
of motion, less life, less existence,
death of any poetic fresh dictionary.
No...
#emotions
#forgiveness
#kindness
#love
#respect
108 reads
4 Comments
Poetically Yours
Now, it is past summer
every light filled a shady corner
it is so so far from cold December
yet, it can be poetically warmer.
it is the heat of august flames,
and the noon lounges lazy in the hot hour
some kind of time rarely sensed,
some kind of feelings, mystically resuscitated,
some sort of streaming languid, lengthy oscillation,
seen on a very large sea, without limitation,
then the void swallows any sign of voice,
of motion, less life, less existence,
death of any poetic fresh dictionary.
No...
every light filled a shady corner
it is so so far from cold December
yet, it can be poetically warmer.
it is the heat of august flames,
and the noon lounges lazy in the hot hour
some kind of time rarely sensed,
some kind of feelings, mystically resuscitated,
some sort of streaming languid, lengthy oscillation,
seen on a very large sea, without limitation,
then the void swallows any sign of voice,
of motion, less life, less existence,
death of any poetic fresh dictionary.
No...
#emotions
#forgiveness
#kindness
#love
#respect
108 reads
4 Comments
Poetically Yours
Now, it is past summer
every light filled a shady corner
it is so so far from cold December
yet, it can be poetically warmer.
it is the heat of august flames,
and the noon lounges lazy in the hot hour
some kind of time rarely sensed,
some kind of feelings, mystically resuscitated,
some sort of streaming languid, lengthy oscillation,
seen on a very large sea, without limitation,
then the void swallows any sign of voice,
of motion, less life, less existence,
death of any poetic fresh dictionary.
No...
every light filled a shady corner
it is so so far from cold December
yet, it can be poetically warmer.
it is the heat of august flames,
and the noon lounges lazy in the hot hour
some kind of time rarely sensed,
some kind of feelings, mystically resuscitated,
some sort of streaming languid, lengthy oscillation,
seen on a very large sea, without limitation,
then the void swallows any sign of voice,
of motion, less life, less existence,
death of any poetic fresh dictionary.
No...
#emotions
#forgiveness
#kindness
#love
#respect
108 reads
4 Comments
Poetically Yours
Now, it is past summer
every light filled a shady corner
it is so so far from cold December
yet, it can be poetically warmer.
it is the heat of august flames,
and the noon lounges lazy in the hot hour
some kind of time rarely sensed,
some kind of feelings, mystically resuscitated,
some sort of streaming languid, lengthy oscillation,
seen on a very large sea, without limitation,
then the void swallows any sign of voice,
of motion, less life, less existence,
death of any poetic fresh dictionary.
No...
every light filled a shady corner
it is so so far from cold December
yet, it can be poetically warmer.
it is the heat of august flames,
and the noon lounges lazy in the hot hour
some kind of time rarely sensed,
some kind of feelings, mystically resuscitated,
some sort of streaming languid, lengthy oscillation,
seen on a very large sea, without limitation,
then the void swallows any sign of voice,
of motion, less life, less existence,
death of any poetic fresh dictionary.
No...
#emotions
#forgiveness
#kindness
#love
#respect
108 reads
4 Comments
Lit Candle
I held a candle lit
For you to follow
You came close in fear of it
Scared to reveal what’s in the shadow
You ran to the light
Blew it out
Diminishing the spark
No one can see who you are
In the dark
You shed lonely tears
Not wanting to be held
Condemning all who want to hold you
Sending them to hell
Striking a match to light the wick
See all the tears shed behind it
The light that is held is an illusion you know
No one can be this good not even the white is...
For you to follow
You came close in fear of it
Scared to reveal what’s in the shadow
You ran to the light
Blew it out
Diminishing the spark
No one can see who you are
In the dark
You shed lonely tears
Not wanting to be held
Condemning all who want to hold you
Sending them to hell
Striking a match to light the wick
See all the tears shed behind it
The light that is held is an illusion you know
No one can be this good not even the white is...
#forgiveness
#kindness
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12 Comments
Lit Candle
I held a candle lit
For you to follow
You came close in fear of it
Scared to reveal what’s in the shadow
You ran to the light
Blew it out
Diminishing the spark
No one can see who you are
In the dark
You shed lonely tears
Not wanting to be held
Condemning all who want to hold you
Sending them to hell
Striking a match to light the wick
See all the tears shed behind it
The light that is held is an illusion you know
No one can be this good not even the white is...
For you to follow
You came close in fear of it
Scared to reveal what’s in the shadow
You ran to the light
Blew it out
Diminishing the spark
No one can see who you are
In the dark
You shed lonely tears
Not wanting to be held
Condemning all who want to hold you
Sending them to hell
Striking a match to light the wick
See all the tears shed behind it
The light that is held is an illusion you know
No one can be this good not even the white is...
#forgiveness
#kindness
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12 Comments
Eat, Drink, and be Merry!
Your anger will unbalance you
Claimed all the wise men ever,
And your soul, with hell, misconstrue,
To think bitterness is clever.
That's evil's favorite recipe
For getting humans off their game
And is just as bogus as can be
To try and have me be the same.
It's levity that people love
And maintaining a happy mood
As if we were a hungry dove
Pecking apart a sack of food!
Our preference is for merriment
Provided no one will get hurt
Or witness their life savings spent
Chasing a floozy in a skirt,
But even that's a...
Claimed all the wise men ever,
And your soul, with hell, misconstrue,
To think bitterness is clever.
That's evil's favorite recipe
For getting humans off their game
And is just as bogus as can be
To try and have me be the same.
It's levity that people love
And maintaining a happy mood
As if we were a hungry dove
Pecking apart a sack of food!
Our preference is for merriment
Provided no one will get hurt
Or witness their life savings spent
Chasing a floozy in a skirt,
But even that's a...
#forgiveness
#redemption
#acceptance #wisdom
#acceptance #wisdom
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Eat, Drink, and be Merry!
Your anger will unbalance you
Claimed all the wise men ever,
And your soul, with hell, misconstrue,
To think bitterness is clever.
That's evil's favorite recipe
For getting humans off their game
And is just as bogus as can be
To try and have me be the same.
It's levity that people love
And maintaining a happy mood
As if we were a hungry dove
Pecking apart a sack of food!
Our preference is for merriment
Provided no one will get hurt
Or witness their life savings spent
Chasing a floozy in a skirt,
But even that's a...
Claimed all the wise men ever,
And your soul, with hell, misconstrue,
To think bitterness is clever.
That's evil's favorite recipe
For getting humans off their game
And is just as bogus as can be
To try and have me be the same.
It's levity that people love
And maintaining a happy mood
As if we were a hungry dove
Pecking apart a sack of food!
Our preference is for merriment
Provided no one will get hurt
Or witness their life savings spent
Chasing a floozy in a skirt,
But even that's a...
#forgiveness
#redemption
#acceptance #wisdom
#acceptance #wisdom
227 reads
0 Comments
Eat, Drink, and be Merry!
Your anger will unbalance you
Claimed all the wise men ever,
And your soul, with hell, misconstrue,
To think bitterness is clever.
That's evil's favorite recipe
For getting humans off their game
And is just as bogus as can be
To try and have me be the same.
It's levity that people love
And maintaining a happy mood
As if we were a hungry dove
Pecking apart a sack of food!
Our preference is for merriment
Provided no one will get hurt
Or witness their life savings spent
Chasing a floozy in a skirt,
But even that's a...
Claimed all the wise men ever,
And your soul, with hell, misconstrue,
To think bitterness is clever.
That's evil's favorite recipe
For getting humans off their game
And is just as bogus as can be
To try and have me be the same.
It's levity that people love
And maintaining a happy mood
As if we were a hungry dove
Pecking apart a sack of food!
Our preference is for merriment
Provided no one will get hurt
Or witness their life savings spent
Chasing a floozy in a skirt,
But even that's a...
#forgiveness
#redemption
#acceptance #wisdom
#acceptance #wisdom
227 reads
0 Comments
Eat, Drink, and be Merry!
Your anger will unbalance you
Claimed all the wise men ever,
And your soul, with hell, misconstrue,
To think bitterness is clever.
That's evil's favorite recipe
For getting humans off their game
And is just as bogus as can be
To try and have me be the same.
It's levity that people love
And maintaining a happy mood
As if we were a hungry dove
Pecking apart a sack of food!
Our preference is for merriment
Provided no one will get hurt
Or witness their life savings spent
Chasing a floozy in a skirt,
But even that's a...
Claimed all the wise men ever,
And your soul, with hell, misconstrue,
To think bitterness is clever.
That's evil's favorite recipe
For getting humans off their game
And is just as bogus as can be
To try and have me be the same.
It's levity that people love
And maintaining a happy mood
As if we were a hungry dove
Pecking apart a sack of food!
Our preference is for merriment
Provided no one will get hurt
Or witness their life savings spent
Chasing a floozy in a skirt,
But even that's a...
#forgiveness
#redemption
#acceptance #wisdom
#acceptance #wisdom
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0 Comments
Indiscretions
Words are like crystals
of multifaceted rocks.
The words, secret come,
full of memories.
Insecure sail among us.
Since they are light and night.
Paraphernalia of meanings or
plethora of senses and nuances.
Vivid moments lost.
Panoply of possibilities.
In the language compendium
emerge as despots,
cruel, broken or mild,
helpless, innocent, light.
Who listens to them?
Who collects them
in their pure shells?
Evade among the foam,
Green, neutral and opalescent…
in joy they revive.
of multifaceted rocks.
The words, secret come,
full of memories.
Insecure sail among us.
Since they are light and night.
Paraphernalia of meanings or
plethora of senses and nuances.
Vivid moments lost.
Panoply of possibilities.
In the language compendium
emerge as despots,
cruel, broken or mild,
helpless, innocent, light.
Who listens to them?
Who collects them
in their pure shells?
Evade among the foam,
Green, neutral and opalescent…
in joy they revive.
#anger
#CallToAction
#forgiveness
#politics
#rebellion
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DU Poetry : Poems About Forgiveness Published by Members Recently Online