Least Read Poems About Gratitude
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
12th Jul 2023 10:49pm
12th Jul 2023 10:49pm
SONG FROM THE DARK
Treading through the blood of my sins
Tainted by the dark shadows of my errors
Stained by the lack of knowledge of years past
Paved with inscriptions of my scarlet letters throughout my body
My mouth with the horrid taste of death, itself
The result of foul speech, vulgarism, and slander
The stench that reeks through the essence of my pores
Creating an atmosphere around me of pestilence of all my accumulated wrongs
Of years past and of long ago
Drowned soul of mine in pools of demonic waters within me
My...
Tainted by the dark shadows of my errors
Stained by the lack of knowledge of years past
Paved with inscriptions of my scarlet letters throughout my body
My mouth with the horrid taste of death, itself
The result of foul speech, vulgarism, and slander
The stench that reeks through the essence of my pores
Creating an atmosphere around me of pestilence of all my accumulated wrongs
Of years past and of long ago
Drowned soul of mine in pools of demonic waters within me
My...
#love
#regret
#rejection
#gratitude
#redemption
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
9th Oct 2020 2:27pm
9th Oct 2020 2:27pm
I'm At Home
Endlessly I sought the lines of a poet’s verse
Writing day and night in a sheltered hearse
My pen was the sanctity that kept the beasts away
It littered my cardboard in a hieroglyphic display
I wrote on the back of my world and tucked it far within its mind
My residence was pillar to post and sometimes an inadequate find
I lassoed the moons dimmest rays of light
Rebuking fell creatures of the night
Wild and free was my imagination
Creative liberty my motivation
I dug through landfills of words
Feasting off the worms of early birds
I...
Writing day and night in a sheltered hearse
My pen was the sanctity that kept the beasts away
It littered my cardboard in a hieroglyphic display
I wrote on the back of my world and tucked it far within its mind
My residence was pillar to post and sometimes an inadequate find
I lassoed the moons dimmest rays of light
Rebuking fell creatures of the night
Wild and free was my imagination
Creative liberty my motivation
I dug through landfills of words
Feasting off the worms of early birds
I...
#happiness
#strength
#motivational
#gratitude
#emotions
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2018 7:41am
2nd Jul 2018 7:41am
My Everlasting Amor (Spanglish Poem)
Come, mi amor, draw closer to provocarte
Let me besar your labios and tocarte
Correr my hands sobre your cuerpo
Recostar my cabeza on your pecho
O, to taste the vino from your lips
When I draw closer to darte un kiss
O, that you would not turn lejos de mi
Knowing how much I can’t stand being sin ti.
Eres mi corazón my reason to despertar
Each morning and my joy to poder respirar
Me traes el sol to shine my mundo
Con caricias y dulzura yo te inundo
Mi vida, me sacaste de un mundo de...
Let me besar your labios and tocarte
Correr my hands sobre your cuerpo
Recostar my cabeza on your pecho
O, to taste the vino from your lips
When I draw closer to darte un kiss
O, that you would not turn lejos de mi
Knowing how much I can’t stand being sin ti.
Eres mi corazón my reason to despertar
Each morning and my joy to poder respirar
Me traes el sol to shine my mundo
Con caricias y dulzura yo te inundo
Mi vida, me sacaste de un mundo de...
#love
#kindness
#hope
#gratitude
#admiration
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
24th Oct 2020 6:27pm
24th Oct 2020 6:27pm
My Firebug
The passion you express
Is hotter than any hot spring
Mother nature can possess
And deeper in spirit than any celestial zing
The heat of your desire
Emblazes a slow and steady fire
Assembling our love amidst the pyre
Composing higher notes amongst our duo choir
The elevation of your mind
Ascends beyond the highest Fahrenheit
Slow to wrath when inclined
Sweeping away the dust mites of any fight
The steam of your patience
Showers morning dew
As it represents the cadence
Of your character to never act upon cue ...
Is hotter than any hot spring
Mother nature can possess
And deeper in spirit than any celestial zing
The heat of your desire
Emblazes a slow and steady fire
Assembling our love amidst the pyre
Composing higher notes amongst our duo choir
The elevation of your mind
Ascends beyond the highest Fahrenheit
Slow to wrath when inclined
Sweeping away the dust mites of any fight
The steam of your patience
Showers morning dew
As it represents the cadence
Of your character to never act upon cue ...
#happiness
#love
#strength
#gratitude
#admiration
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
4th Feb 2021 11:16pm
4th Feb 2021 11:16pm
Hot Cocoa Kinda Day
Dear Old Man Winter:
Bless this day with all your chills
Let your snow cover the hills
My wife and I, we need a break
Send down a blizzard for our sake
We work so hard and very long
We are weak when we should be strong
Our bosses beat us down
We used to smile but now we frown
Our child suffers most
She almost thinks her mom’s a ghost
She sees her less than she sees me
We need some fun in this family
Do your worst bring on the ice
We will pay whatever price
Let your snow destroy the roads
Pour it down in...
Bless this day with all your chills
Let your snow cover the hills
My wife and I, we need a break
Send down a blizzard for our sake
We work so hard and very long
We are weak when we should be strong
Our bosses beat us down
We used to smile but now we frown
Our child suffers most
She almost thinks her mom’s a ghost
She sees her less than she sees me
We need some fun in this family
Do your worst bring on the ice
We will pay whatever price
Let your snow destroy the roads
Pour it down in...
#happiness
#love
#hope
#gratitude
#admiration
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2024 12:21pm
3rd Sep 2024 12:21pm
Unsung
She spoke light to the midnight sky
naked, the ravens cover her
bewitching though I know not why
in the darkness waits her lover
He comes to her where shadows speak
within the space beneath her dreams
his breath upon her soft and meek
a touch that captures all her screams
They kiss beyond the harvest moon
and dance entangled with the stars
alas the day arrives too soon
so in his heart he'll paint her scars
And watch the ravens fly away
her flower sweet upon his tongue
they move as soft as willows sway ...
naked, the ravens cover her
bewitching though I know not why
in the darkness waits her lover
He comes to her where shadows speak
within the space beneath her dreams
his breath upon her soft and meek
a touch that captures all her screams
They kiss beyond the harvest moon
and dance entangled with the stars
alas the day arrives too soon
so in his heart he'll paint her scars
And watch the ravens fly away
her flower sweet upon his tongue
they move as soft as willows sway ...
#admiration
#gratitude
#love #sexy
#love #sexy
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
5th Sep 2024 12:30pm
5th Sep 2024 12:30pm
Just a Glimpse
He weeps like a willow
but stands with a fist
contending with demons
for a dream that he kissed
inside he lies with her
to rest for a while
and he'd lie there forever
for only a glimpse of her smile
but stands with a fist
contending with demons
for a dream that he kissed
inside he lies with her
to rest for a while
and he'd lie there forever
for only a glimpse of her smile
#admiration
#gratitude
#love #TimeHeals
#love #TimeHeals
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
10th Sep 2024 12:14pm
10th Sep 2024 12:14pm
Love>Hate
The universal antiquities of love and honor
often succumb in the bitter cold of a season
of hatred
These energies that rise against us stripping
our warmth away are born of ourselves, it is
not an external hate that leaves us lost, but rather
the self loathing spirit within
If we the broken, often misunderstood, or the lost
hurt or abused could see that we are so
amazingly beautiful and genuinely love ourselves
the overflowing abundance of love would change
our world
Or maybe it wouldn't, but we will be happy ...
often succumb in the bitter cold of a season
of hatred
These energies that rise against us stripping
our warmth away are born of ourselves, it is
not an external hate that leaves us lost, but rather
the self loathing spirit within
If we the broken, often misunderstood, or the lost
hurt or abused could see that we are so
amazingly beautiful and genuinely love ourselves
the overflowing abundance of love would change
our world
Or maybe it wouldn't, but we will be happy ...
#gratitude
#hope
#inspirational
#love
#motivational
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Shadow_Dancer
Poem Published
5th Apr 2018 1:01am
5th Apr 2018 1:01am
Humbled...
Cradling fresh fragrant yumminess an eerie stillness prickled my thought
Alone in the predawn I quickly took stock of the strange unfamiliar calmness
Settling back the unease of ease gave me pause
A soothing smoothness jolted an awareness of keen thought
My hands my hips my very being had gentled even with the zip zap zinging of all things named pain
Soft whispered sighs filter sameness of wonder in thought
A peacefulness quieted the norm of racing chaotic thoughts lulling us into a state of reverence
...
Alone in the predawn I quickly took stock of the strange unfamiliar calmness
Settling back the unease of ease gave me pause
A soothing smoothness jolted an awareness of keen thought
My hands my hips my very being had gentled even with the zip zap zinging of all things named pain
Soft whispered sighs filter sameness of wonder in thought
A peacefulness quieted the norm of racing chaotic thoughts lulling us into a state of reverence
...
#strength
#inspirational
#gratitude #LifeChangingMoment
#gratitude #LifeChangingMoment
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Poem Published
20th Oct 2020 5:00pm
20th Oct 2020 5:00pm
2 hrs. of Peace
The house is in disarray
Drawn to life in a trail
Her toys and stuffed animals lay
All lifeless and war-torn
Memories of a 3yr old’s tale
Her bowl lays -bruised and battered
A washed-up waterfall
Full of victims of the war
Those brave enough to float
In her oval ringed lake
Quietness brakes my train
All is still all is quiet
I hear the minutes tick by
Those precious anniversary
Moments
That tumbleweed through my day
The house is mine
Drawn to life in a trail
Her toys and stuffed animals lay
All lifeless and war-torn
Memories of a 3yr old’s tale
Her bowl lays -bruised and battered
A washed-up waterfall
Full of victims of the war
Those brave enough to float
In her oval ringed lake
Quietness brakes my train
All is still all is quiet
I hear the minutes tick by
Those precious anniversary
Moments
That tumbleweed through my day
The house is mine
#happiness
#hope
#gratitude
#emotions
#AiOgwaga
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Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
16th Dec 2019 4:29am
16th Dec 2019 4:29am
Between You And Me
Memories of you and me,
The way it used to be ,
daylight and nighttime …..we scribed ……..
I realized I had ten thousand reason to never forget you ,….
And write our way away from reality.
The light in your eyes,
Sparked my most intimate desire
You were and will be the one who painted the best of me on a screen,
Not a knight on a horse with a sword, ……but a winner of my passion …
giver of words incitement.
As time has grown us apart,
In my being you remain…………until time marks the end ………of our intimacy,
I was...
The way it used to be ,
daylight and nighttime …..we scribed ……..
I realized I had ten thousand reason to never forget you ,….
And write our way away from reality.
The light in your eyes,
Sparked my most intimate desire
You were and will be the one who painted the best of me on a screen,
Not a knight on a horse with a sword, ……but a winner of my passion …
giver of words incitement.
As time has grown us apart,
In my being you remain…………until time marks the end ………of our intimacy,
I was...
#love
#kindness
#BestFriend
#WritingPoetry
#gratitude
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oskar
Poem Published
25th Dec 2024 10:30am
25th Dec 2024 10:30am
25/12
This morning 25/12
We got up late, the night had been mild
No, wind making a noise attacking the building
I have to go out to buy petrol and to find
An Indian grocer which is open
My wife had bought a classy wine, which I found too strong but had a fine reputation from a professional winetasters
I think those winetasters are secret drunks ready to extoll any wine for a free bottle
I drink wine sold in cartons, it is cheap and not
Strong, one can drink a few glasses without getting pissed, the taste is more and less the same
Drinking morning...
We got up late, the night had been mild
No, wind making a noise attacking the building
I have to go out to buy petrol and to find
An Indian grocer which is open
My wife had bought a classy wine, which I found too strong but had a fine reputation from a professional winetasters
I think those winetasters are secret drunks ready to extoll any wine for a free bottle
I drink wine sold in cartons, it is cheap and not
Strong, one can drink a few glasses without getting pissed, the taste is more and less the same
Drinking morning...
#emotions
#gratitude
#hope #respect
#hope #respect
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