simmer - Hello Poetry

Not a day is wasted, nor a second left for spoil For our plan is in His hands, over our head We musnt mistake, His precious "Wait", foolishly as senseless toil We are refined in the forge of "not yet" Each act of silent obedience serving as hot breath Fueling the embers that Shape us For there will come a day When we are tried on the Sharpness of our faith With nothing to fall back on but the fruit of our fire.

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Dec 19, 2025

Dec 19, 2025 at 6:18 PM UTC

Silent Obedience

Not a day is wasted, nor a second left for spoil For our plan is in His hands, over our head We musnt mistake, His precious "Wait", foolishly as senseless toil We are refined in the forge of "not yet" Each act of silent obedience serving as hot breath Fueling the embers that Shape us For there will come a day When we are tried on the Sharpness of our faith With nothing to fall back on but the fruit of our fire.

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How quickly he forgets Lashing out in revenge Just to watch helplessly as God turns his outrage into righteous uproar He lit a flame in hope of chaos Only to see the word of God spread like wildfire He took his shot, crosshairs centered on war Only to learn we fight on our knees Some don't long for light until there is none And he showed the world how dark it really is Leaving the name of Jesus shining brighter than ever Foolish angry man..

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Sep 12, 2025

Sep 12, 2025 at 3:29 PM UTC

Foolish Angry man

How quickly he forgets Lashing out in revenge Just to watch helplessly as God turns his outrage into righteous uproar He lit a flame in hope of chaos Only to see the word of God spread like wildfire He took his shot, crosshairs centered on war Only to learn we fight on our knees Some don't long for light until there is none And he showed the world how dark it really is Leaving the name of Jesus shining brighter than ever Foolish angry man..

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Your name brings me comfort All these year later I say it to myself when I feel most alone For then another presence enters the desolate space between my ears Warmth and familiarity replace lack there of And just for a moment, in a time where I am lost I am reminded of when every aspect of my being felt fully known

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Mar 31, 2025

Mar 31, 2025 at 3:02 PM UTC

Your Name

Your name brings me comfort All these year later I say it to myself when I feel most alone For then another presence enters the desolate space between my ears Warmth and familiarity replace lack there of And just for a moment, in a time where I am lost I am reminded of when every aspect of my being felt fully known

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Lord As I’m washed clean by your blood Please wash my ways as well Reside within me Belittle my desires Let Your Love Encapture my whole being Leave no room for worldly interests I humbly beg O God Please

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Mar 8, 2025

Mar 8, 2025 at 10:01 PM UTC

Lord Please

Lord As I’m washed clean by your blood Please wash my ways as well Reside within me Belittle my desires Let Your Love Encapture my whole being Leave no room for worldly interests I humbly beg O God Please

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Shut off the device: phone, tv, speaker Stop the scrolling, binging, and rotting Notice how small the world gets when the only problems are at your door At which point it is your choice whether you answer the knocking Stressors that were not meant for us shrivel Less distractions to impede our walk Less comments to knock us down/leave us crippled Less idols to build our foundation on, in place of the rock If given thought, each clip attaches us evermore to the past For that was when they were made By the time they reach our eyes to see Their time has passed so hastily And fleeting time wasn't made to last So sit in a room and stare at the walls That for a moment hold you in confinement To be present where you are, in your own little world Is peaceful however you define it

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Mar 4, 2025

Mar 4, 2025 at 10:49 PM UTC

Small World

Shut off the device: phone, tv, speaker Stop the scrolling, binging, and rotting Notice how small the world gets when the only problems are at your door At which point it is your choice whether you answer the knocking Stressors that were not meant for us shrivel Less distractions to impede our walk Less comments to knock us down/leave us crippled Less idols to build our foundation on, in place of the rock If given thought, each clip attaches us evermore to the past For that was when they were made By the time they reach our eyes to see Their time has passed so hastily And fleeting time wasn't made to last So sit in a room and stare at the walls That for a moment hold you in confinement To be present where you are, in your own little world Is peaceful however you define it

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To toil with people you love Is to curse someone already broken For anger is a sign of folly And an impartial heart is revealed in words spoken Calamity will take all the help you can give it Instead exclaim "I love you" Wrap them in your words And watch as their heart melts softly from forgiveness

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Mar 3, 2025

Mar 3, 2025 at 12:34 PM UTC

Soften Up

To toil with people you love Is to curse someone already broken For anger is a sign of folly And an impartial heart is revealed in words spoken Calamity will take all the help you can give it Instead exclaim "I love you" Wrap them in your words And watch as their heart melts softly from forgiveness

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Something told me that I need you Unknowing if it was my heart, pride, or conscious And so I fought To my surprise I won Then that shady culprit backed away Desire gone You're here Yet they left me completely alone

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Feb 28, 2025

Feb 28, 2025 at 12:11 PM UTC

with you alone

Something told me that I need you Unknowing if it was my heart, pride, or conscious And so I fought To my surprise I won Then that shady culprit backed away Desire gone You're here Yet they left me completely alone

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Why do I cower behind this pen Ducking behind expression in the form of comfort No problems solved People less wronged Just words on a page And yet here I am Pen in hand

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Feb 22, 2025

Feb 22, 2025 at 10:56 AM UTC

Coward

Why do I cower behind this pen Ducking behind expression in the form of comfort No problems solved People less wronged Just words on a page And yet here I am Pen in hand

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Here alone in my thoughts The place where I find comfort I toil around Blissfully Keenly remembering thoughts that make my mind race Enjoying my own company with the voice that echoes in my brain That is until suddenly, reality shows its face Leisure turns into chase I find my self ducking and dodging Revisiting that which was a peaceful place Dashing to happy thoughts, desperate to get away Once a playground, now used forcefully as a dire escape But the truth is you can’t outrun the truth Nor can you hide And so in that realization I fell on my knees I prayed to the one who listens Whose burden is light Then I stood up, looked it right in the face, and in total terror it ran from me Why did it cower? Such a long chase just to run Just then a tap on my shoulder.. There He stood towering behind me “Well done my good and faithful son” And to think I was alone in these thoughts

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Feb 12, 2025

Feb 12, 2025 at 5:33 PM UTC

A Shared Mind

Here alone in my thoughts The place where I find comfort I toil around Blissfully Keenly remembering thoughts that make my mind race Enjoying my own company with the voice that echoes in my brain That is until suddenly, reality shows its face Leisure turns into chase I find my self ducking and dodging Revisiting that which was a peaceful place Dashing to happy thoughts, desperate to get away Once a playground, now used forcefully as a dire escape But the truth is you can’t outrun the truth Nor can you hide And so in that realization I fell on my knees I prayed to the one who listens Whose burden is light Then I stood up, looked it right in the face, and in total terror it ran from me Why did it cower? Such a long chase just to run Just then a tap on my shoulder.. There He stood towering behind me “Well done my good and faithful son” And to think I was alone in these thoughts

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I don't miss you in the way I think I do For those scars are still showing Those horrid words still echoing But time does soften their frequency

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Feb 3, 2025

Feb 3, 2025 at 12:45 PM UTC

Deaf

I don't miss you in the way I think I do For those scars are still showing Those horrid words still echoing But time does soften their frequency

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