Long Uplifting Poems
#uplifting
Long uplifting poems. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Spiritual Healing
Through this life we are sometimes faced with challenges that will break even the strongest of us, whether it's a relationship or marriage or friendship or lover even family. 🤔 But yet it's a huge thing to have, to learn to navigate through the process, of the ups and downs. As this to is apart of life 😔 For sure sometimes it will affect us, in ways that we may never truly really understand, For sure it's necessary to understand, that there are those things that will be, out of your own control as this is true, with honesty and truth and trust. Which will leave you alone and...
#emotional
#metaphor
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#uplifting
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Still Aflame
I don't know what's about it.
And I don't know how to say this.
I don't know how to tell this.
Or how to explain it.
On one side is a dimlit light.
Strong,powerful firelight.
Near a strong,warm fireplace.
Yet at the same time,something feels cold.
Like a forming disease or mold.
The fire is slowly burning out.
But you can still see it well.
The fire still seems bright.
After everything I tell.
Long ago,a fire burned.
Screeches sounded and peace hurled.
At first,the fire was...
And I don't know how to say this.
I don't know how to tell this.
Or how to explain it.
On one side is a dimlit light.
Strong,powerful firelight.
Near a strong,warm fireplace.
Yet at the same time,something feels cold.
Like a forming disease or mold.
The fire is slowly burning out.
But you can still see it well.
The fire still seems bright.
After everything I tell.
Long ago,a fire burned.
Screeches sounded and peace hurled.
At first,the fire was...
#despair
#hope
#motivational #uplifting
#motivational #uplifting
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Becoming...
I’ve been here before.
In the shadows of doubt,
Where dreams are whispered, not shouted,
Where the weight of yesterday presses so hard,
It suffocates the breath of tomorrow.
But I’ve learned…
That growth doesn’t happen in comfort zones,
It happens in the cracks of your heart,
When you step out, stretch wide,
And dare to grow in the places you’ve never dared to see.
It’s like this:
The seed, buried in the dirt,
Doesn’t dream of the sun,
It feels the pressure of the earth,
Of everything trying to hold it down. ...
In the shadows of doubt,
Where dreams are whispered, not shouted,
Where the weight of yesterday presses so hard,
It suffocates the breath of tomorrow.
But I’ve learned…
That growth doesn’t happen in comfort zones,
It happens in the cracks of your heart,
When you step out, stretch wide,
And dare to grow in the places you’ve never dared to see.
It’s like this:
The seed, buried in the dirt,
Doesn’t dream of the sun,
It feels the pressure of the earth,
Of everything trying to hold it down. ...
#learning
#motivational
#PersonalGrowth
#SelfDiscovery
#uplifting
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Memories
It was almost buried in the sand.
I remember the sunny sky and his hand.
It feels like I took so many things for granted.
All the memories I had above.
I was a kid and had almost all I wanted.
And yearned for the things I never had.
Like he smell of sand in the air.
And my long,dark brown hair.
I remember just having fun.
No stress,and no need to run.
But sometimes,you don't miss something until you lose it.
If only I could be a kid once again.
I would feel better than a changed man.
I remember the way we...
I remember the sunny sky and his hand.
It feels like I took so many things for granted.
All the memories I had above.
I was a kid and had almost all I wanted.
And yearned for the things I never had.
Like he smell of sand in the air.
And my long,dark brown hair.
I remember just having fun.
No stress,and no need to run.
But sometimes,you don't miss something until you lose it.
If only I could be a kid once again.
I would feel better than a changed man.
I remember the way we...
#hope
#memorial
#nostalgia #uplifting
#nostalgia #uplifting
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I deserve it all
Twice the peace; twice the grace... Sound mind; steady pace
All the heights; I’m meant to chase... Man; I deserve it all.
Fewer foes; sharpest plans... Golden stocks and bigger brands
Built it up with my own hands... Yea; I deserve it all.
Shining stones; my wrist aglow... Seats reclined; the engines roar
Waves that kiss my private shore... I deserve it all.
Respect my name; let praises ring... Islands where the palm trees swing
Every blessing wealth can bring... I deserve it all.
For the my sister who left too...
All the heights; I’m meant to chase... Man; I deserve it all.
Fewer foes; sharpest plans... Golden stocks and bigger brands
Built it up with my own hands... Yea; I deserve it all.
Shining stones; my wrist aglow... Seats reclined; the engines roar
Waves that kiss my private shore... I deserve it all.
Respect my name; let praises ring... Islands where the palm trees swing
Every blessing wealth can bring... I deserve it all.
For the my sister who left too...
#faith
#hope
#motivational #uplifting
#motivational #uplifting
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Foot Steps in the clouds
It's me again the story teller of unspoken words ✍️ Have you ever stop and look and listen to your footsteps of where, you've been and gone through the process of living your own life. As you've had your share of the ups and downs that came with life, for sure we will have and had some rough times as well as some good times. For let's be honest and truthful with thyself, as we reflect upon our steps through this cycle of your life. For sure we've had our share of disappointments, and moments when we shed some tears, when we were alone. But yet we somehow was able to stay focus,...
#emotional
#metaphor
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#uplifting
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Back to our roots
Sometimes we have to go back to our roots and speak to the elders, that came before us to realize that we are only human, in this vortex of life and love and dreams in search of who we are and where we came.from, and where we are going through the very process of being alive. For sure it's necessary to understand, that there be some mistakes along the way that you will have to make a decision. TO change your mind as you choose what pathways you are willing to change to make your life better. For it's at that point in our lives we have to learn to walk away, from the negativity of the outside...
#dreams
#PersonalGrowth
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#uplifting
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Yesterday's Dream
I knew him once upon a dream.
A dream like you have never seen.
And so have I.
But it seemed peaceful,with a light blue sky.
I saw a girl in that dream.
She was doubtful of all she's ever been.
She says,my pain I don't want you to carry.
I don't want you to worry,I want you to be merry.
The way she spoke in this vivid dream.
Like there is more to her than others have seen.
She says,but what if you don't like me?
What if you dislike the real me?
What if you don't like my flaws?
That stand out...
A dream like you have never seen.
And so have I.
But it seemed peaceful,with a light blue sky.
I saw a girl in that dream.
She was doubtful of all she's ever been.
She says,my pain I don't want you to carry.
I don't want you to worry,I want you to be merry.
The way she spoke in this vivid dream.
Like there is more to her than others have seen.
She says,but what if you don't like me?
What if you dislike the real me?
What if you don't like my flaws?
That stand out...
#dreams
#hope
#motivational
#sleep
#uplifting
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Things I Love
I love the smell of fresh wind.
And the colors of red roses.
I love the feeling of happiness.
That not always decomposes.
A memory I had long ago.
That to this day I don't feel foul.
I love the taste of sweet cheesecake.
A cup of juice and a breakfast pancake.
I love the way the wind blows.
The way the leaves rustle.
And the night sky shows.
Maybe his laughter or smile.
That you can listen for a while.
I love the way my pen feels in my hand when I write my poems.
Or with the feather of a hen.
...
And the colors of red roses.
I love the feeling of happiness.
That not always decomposes.
A memory I had long ago.
That to this day I don't feel foul.
I love the taste of sweet cheesecake.
A cup of juice and a breakfast pancake.
I love the way the wind blows.
The way the leaves rustle.
And the night sky shows.
Maybe his laughter or smile.
That you can listen for a while.
I love the way my pen feels in my hand when I write my poems.
Or with the feather of a hen.
...
#motivational
#uplifting
#ValentinesDay
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Bart’s Bouncing Donuts.
Bartholomew "Bart". My Buttercup. He’s a man of boundless enthusiasm, a heart of pure spun sugar, and ideas that would make a caffeinated squirrel look lethargic. I love him dearly. Truly, I do. But sometimes, his entrepreneurial spirit… well, it leaves me a little breathless.
For years, he’s been plagued with flightless business adventures. The "Chihuahua Chinchilla", the "Edible Eyeglasses", the "Self-Folding Laundry". (the less said about the hamster union strike, the better). I still find stray sunflower seeds in the dryer....
For years, he’s been plagued with flightless business adventures. The "Chihuahua Chinchilla", the "Edible Eyeglasses", the "Self-Folding Laundry". (the less said about the hamster union strike, the better). I still find stray sunflower seeds in the dryer....
#determination
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeGoals
#MyInspiration
#uplifting
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Song
We all have that one song.
That we remembered for very long.
The one whose lyrics is very strong.
And connects to us deeply.
The one that comforts us.
And stays in our minds neatly.
Maybe it's a song you heard as a kid.
Or a song you heard on the radio.
Maybe it's a song you like to sing.
Or a song you heard at a rodeo.
When the lyrics speaks to you in a way none does.
When the melody beats in your ears.
The way nothing else does.
Like the first time you heard it at a certain age.
And you grew up,you...
That we remembered for very long.
The one whose lyrics is very strong.
And connects to us deeply.
The one that comforts us.
And stays in our minds neatly.
Maybe it's a song you heard as a kid.
Or a song you heard on the radio.
Maybe it's a song you like to sing.
Or a song you heard at a rodeo.
When the lyrics speaks to you in a way none does.
When the melody beats in your ears.
The way nothing else does.
Like the first time you heard it at a certain age.
And you grew up,you...
#hope
#lyrics
#motivational
#music
#uplifting
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Sexual Freedom!

#confessional
#motivational
#sex
#uplifting
#women
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