Least Read Uplifting Poems
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
15th May 2024 1:45am
15th May 2024 1:45am
THE ARTISTRY OF SILENCE
He filled the echo of silence
With the scented incense
Of his sweet-sounding flute
which decorated
each echo soud of the selah
.
The beautiful artistry of the echoing silence
Resounded as a hollow sound
Bounced back against the concrete temple walls
With the silver-tints of the soft winds
From his flute.
With the scented incense
Of his sweet-sounding flute
which decorated
each echo soud of the selah
.
The beautiful artistry of the echoing silence
Resounded as a hollow sound
Bounced back against the concrete temple walls
With the silver-tints of the soft winds
From his flute.
#escape
#uplifting
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1 Comment
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2023 10:40pm
22nd Aug 2023 10:40pm
GIVE THEM TO EAT
When you feel you are passing through a desert
Faltering and fainting, unbalanced and nothing resolved
When you feel the dryness of your soul
Which you know you are in dire need of a Savior
Mediate n those favorite verses
So that you may eat in the desert the Bread of Eternal Life
When tempted to open your mouth to gossip or share a rumor
Remember not to allow your lips to smack together like clanging cymbals
And resound…Gossip, rumors, malice, and slanderous speech are empty.
Therefore, do NOT abandon words of life from your lips
The...
Faltering and fainting, unbalanced and nothing resolved
When you feel the dryness of your soul
Which you know you are in dire need of a Savior
Mediate n those favorite verses
So that you may eat in the desert the Bread of Eternal Life
When tempted to open your mouth to gossip or share a rumor
Remember not to allow your lips to smack together like clanging cymbals
And resound…Gossip, rumors, malice, and slanderous speech are empty.
Therefore, do NOT abandon words of life from your lips
The...
#motivational
#LifeGoals
#uplifting
#meditation
#PersonalGrowth
5 reads
1 Comment
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
14th Mar 2022 11:38pm
14th Mar 2022 11:38pm
Take The Miracle
There are things money just cannot buy.
Your smile, your laughter, your sweet memories.
If you were in need f a miracle
And they’d give you a chance to chooe between money or a miracle,
Would you pass the money and choose the miracle
Or would you choose the miracle ad pass the money?
Why go through life requesting the least
When you can request the most and the best
For everyone can always settle for less….
Take the miracle!
Great outdoor adventures with fields of grain and fire camps,
Sitting at a park is therapeutic….even...
Your smile, your laughter, your sweet memories.
If you were in need f a miracle
And they’d give you a chance to chooe between money or a miracle,
Would you pass the money and choose the miracle
Or would you choose the miracle ad pass the money?
Why go through life requesting the least
When you can request the most and the best
For everyone can always settle for less….
Take the miracle!
Great outdoor adventures with fields of grain and fire camps,
Sitting at a park is therapeutic….even...
#strength
#inspirational
#LifeChangingMoment
#uplifting
#acceptance
10 reads
1 Comment
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 10:52am
25th Jan 2025 10:52am
The Ship Sails
High in the mountains,the sun veils.
Cloud dances and ship sails.
They say the magical tales.
Of flying ships,ocean whales.
They say it's full of treasure.
Big,with no specific measure.
They tell he legend of an air ship.
Full of magic and whit.
You can see it in the clouds during day.
If you just look up,far away.
They say it runs by magic.
And nothing tragic happens to it.
Nor to its treasure.
I know it's just a legend.
But this myth about the treasure.
Everyone looked high and low. ...
Cloud dances and ship sails.
They say the magical tales.
Of flying ships,ocean whales.
They say it's full of treasure.
Big,with no specific measure.
They tell he legend of an air ship.
Full of magic and whit.
You can see it in the clouds during day.
If you just look up,far away.
They say it runs by magic.
And nothing tragic happens to it.
Nor to its treasure.
I know it's just a legend.
But this myth about the treasure.
Everyone looked high and low. ...
#hope
#magic
#motivational #uplifting
#motivational #uplifting
20 reads
0 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
10th Nov 2017 3:13pm
10th Nov 2017 3:13pm
Seize The Opportunity
There may come a time a golden opportunity will come around
And you'll have to shut off the voices that surround
Heed not to the fears that whisper in your ear
That golden opportunity may be the one to wipe away your tear.
You may have to bend and break some rules,
Hear the scorns of those who will say you're a fool.
You may have to break out of your circle and forget all that you were taught
To obtain that which you so badly sought.
You may have to endure the rising wars within and around you
But letting go of the gold you'll regret...
And you'll have to shut off the voices that surround
Heed not to the fears that whisper in your ear
That golden opportunity may be the one to wipe away your tear.
You may have to bend and break some rules,
Hear the scorns of those who will say you're a fool.
You may have to break out of your circle and forget all that you were taught
To obtain that which you so badly sought.
You may have to endure the rising wars within and around you
But letting go of the gold you'll regret...
#LifeStruggles
#religion
#spiritual
#humankind
#uplifting
23 reads
3 Comments
Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
5th Apr 2020 5:02am
5th Apr 2020 5:02am
Beyond The Horizon
Melodic waves onward,
the unknown pictures of tomorrow’s past,
As trails engulfed void -
less of breath.
Succumbed to watery skies,
Sunny tears across the west.
Chains released and run-away traditions.
Inadvertent fizzy presence,
Explored visions; trickery reflections.
Intellectuals conveyed artistic evolution
amid precarious culture ‘s prospect.
Depicted rugged excavation,
The arctic motion,
Intervention of flawless petitions.
Floral incenses
Moved across nations,
Clouds of rain reign
And cleansed the...
the unknown pictures of tomorrow’s past,
As trails engulfed void -
less of breath.
Succumbed to watery skies,
Sunny tears across the west.
Chains released and run-away traditions.
Inadvertent fizzy presence,
Explored visions; trickery reflections.
Intellectuals conveyed artistic evolution
amid precarious culture ‘s prospect.
Depicted rugged excavation,
The arctic motion,
Intervention of flawless petitions.
Floral incenses
Moved across nations,
Clouds of rain reign
And cleansed the...
#strength
#hope
#uplifting
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
24 reads
18 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
20th Jan 2018 6:42pm
20th Jan 2018 6:42pm
EVERY NICE GIRL'S DREAM
Every nice girl dreams of finding love one day.
Until she does, her own imagery sweeps her heart away.
She dreams of loving and being loved in return.
That’s the ONLY boundary she cares to discern.
She doesn’t think of his flaws or faults
When others raise concern, she brings them to a hault
With piles of excuses and reasons reaching sky-high
Of why the man she loves is perfect in her eye.
Every nice girl dreams of finding love one day. ...
Until she does, her own imagery sweeps her heart away.
She dreams of loving and being loved in return.
That’s the ONLY boundary she cares to discern.
She doesn’t think of his flaws or faults
When others raise concern, she brings them to a hault
With piles of excuses and reasons reaching sky-high
Of why the man she loves is perfect in her eye.
Every nice girl dreams of finding love one day. ...
#love
#women
#dreams
#uplifting
#feminism
25 reads
5 Comments
Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
24th Aug 2017 10:58pm
24th Aug 2017 10:58pm
Cross-Country Drive
Riding on the highway
With the wind blowing sideways
Zooming passed acres of land
With rustling cornfields forming a band
Observing the changing colors of the sky
As the sun begins to set from up high
Almost Tasting the aroma of sweet croissants
Filling the air As we cruise on
Nothing like diving
Into Cross-country driving
Catching A breath of fresh air
As the hours linger and minutes stare
Nothing makes me feel more alive
And gives me more pleasant delight
Than blasting the stereo from a car
As...
With the wind blowing sideways
Zooming passed acres of land
With rustling cornfields forming a band
Observing the changing colors of the sky
As the sun begins to set from up high
Almost Tasting the aroma of sweet croissants
Filling the air As we cruise on
Nothing like diving
Into Cross-country driving
Catching A breath of fresh air
As the hours linger and minutes stare
Nothing makes me feel more alive
And gives me more pleasant delight
Than blasting the stereo from a car
As...
#happiness
#music
#uplifting
#culture
#StreamOfConsciousness
26 reads
6 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 10:54am
19th Jan 2025 10:54am
Cursed Collar
There was a girl long ago.
Who had a cursed collar.
The collar slowly grew tighter.
And time quickly flew.
She hoped someday,it may fall off.
That it'll grow looser and fall.
She hopes she would grow tall.
Without the feeling the collar's toll.
As time slowly passed.
And she grew up big fast.
The collar stayed the same.
The collar got tighter with time.
And she began to forget her name.
She hoped for someone ,something.
To take it off,away.
In another world,she daydreamed.
And began...
Who had a cursed collar.
The collar slowly grew tighter.
And time quickly flew.
She hoped someday,it may fall off.
That it'll grow looser and fall.
She hopes she would grow tall.
Without the feeling the collar's toll.
As time slowly passed.
And she grew up big fast.
The collar stayed the same.
The collar got tighter with time.
And she began to forget her name.
She hoped for someone ,something.
To take it off,away.
In another world,she daydreamed.
And began...
#dark
#depression
#hope
#inspirational
#uplifting
28 reads
0 Comments
Shon
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 4:38pm
5th Jan 2025 4:38pm
Your a poet.
Your
a poet
my son.
When
your balls
Hit
your
bum
a poet
my son.
When
your balls
Hit
your
bum
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#uplifting
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0 Comments
Liziantus-Marantus
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:56am
Yesterday 10:56am
Dear Reader
This must be what they talk about.
When they enter the fictional world,in and out.
So let us travel to a fairytale.
Written fully by ink.
It may not be real,but it makes you think.
Read this story as it evolves.
And we get rainbow clothes.
Our story eventually subsides.
After a thousand magical nights.
This story will end - so let's go to Neverland.
Write our story in this magical land.
I know there's adventures that await.
Let me be Wendy to your Peter Pan.
And use a glass,ink filled pen.
Promise...
When they enter the fictional world,in and out.
So let us travel to a fairytale.
Written fully by ink.
It may not be real,but it makes you think.
Read this story as it evolves.
And we get rainbow clothes.
Our story eventually subsides.
After a thousand magical nights.
This story will end - so let's go to Neverland.
Write our story in this magical land.
I know there's adventures that await.
Let me be Wendy to your Peter Pan.
And use a glass,ink filled pen.
Promise...
#books
#dreams
#hope
#love
#uplifting
29 reads
0 Comments
Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
19th Dec 2019 2:22am
19th Dec 2019 2:22am
Po-erotic Uniqueness Of Yours
The flow of each rhyme,
Entice my ….
Erotic would imply,
The act of D… lick....ing ,
milk.....ing and ...eating ,
Instead I tell you what arouse me mostly,
Is the enlargement of the P…in your Poetry
and the gaze of readers commenting,
It’s the smell your words invoke
When you stop by to say hello
invites me to become
A scavenger on a quest,
to hunt your most intimate fantasy
Admit it,
Writing poetry is lovemaking,
to the one reading,......indeed;
Sounds creepy ,
Think it...
Entice my ….
Erotic would imply,
The act of D… lick....ing ,
milk.....ing and ...eating ,
Instead I tell you what arouse me mostly,
Is the enlargement of the P…in your Poetry
and the gaze of readers commenting,
It’s the smell your words invoke
When you stop by to say hello
invites me to become
A scavenger on a quest,
to hunt your most intimate fantasy
Admit it,
Writing poetry is lovemaking,
to the one reading,......indeed;
Sounds creepy ,
Think it...
#hope
#identity
#motivational
#uplifting
#SelfWorth
31 reads
11 Comments
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