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Altigani Sep 2019
Blessed be the nights,
the calm they imbue,
blessed be the sun's light,
ribboned across the sky's blue,

Blessed is the day,
A smile caresses the life in me,
blessed is the day,
love dances carefree
Nada Syafira Sep 2019
Some things are to be grateful for,
you're one of them.
Àŧùl Sep 2019

Juxtaposed are our hearts now,
Embracing me is your soul,
Near or far from glow,
Inside, like blood you flow,
Far you are yet so near, baby,
Amazed I stand in your precious love.

I want to say this now.

Love, care, or affection,
Oh call it whatever you may,
Very sure I am by the way,
Enjoying I am this infection.

You make your mind,
Only me you marry,
Unless death tears us apart.
My HP Poem #1768
©Atul Kaushal
Julie Grenness Sep 2019
I stand here, a plaster saint,
Somewhere else, I'd be a haint,
A ghost of a distant century,
But I'm a symbol of Christianity,
Or of another faith, you see,
People come to worship with me,
I present to them a gift of faith,
All who pray for blessed grace,
No sacred space is ever empty,
The divine is here with you and me,
We're all part of this mystery.............
Feedback welcome.
purple heart Aug 2019
when you are grieving, complaining, arguing
when you think no one's watching above the clouds.

when you are so exhausted, all you want to do is sleep but can't
when you think good souls aren't around anymore

then one usual day,
something terrible works itself out.

that's when i feel pure bliss
that's when i feel i am looked after

that's when i think he's way more near than i can ever imagine
that's when i think that my existences matters.
he's there, trust me! faith is something i hold very closely to me. but sometimes it's really hard, to hold on to your beliefs. just never give up.
Christina S Aug 2019
Though my path is not always clear
sometimes it takes a hard look in the mirror
I need to know where I've been
to know where I'm going and then
It's up to me to overcome all the strife
That I've been through in my life
and never lose sight of my dreams
For my kids and my family--we're a team
I grew up without hope and so much more
I'm glad my kids can be happy. They are adored!
For them to grow up free of fear
Is something I hold especially dear
I wonder how I avoided the pitfalls of this earth
But as I grew older, people saw me and found worth
Now I am free to live and love as I please
The times of enduring and persisting have ceased
Had a rough start to life..
Satvik gupta Aug 2019
I still remember our good old  days
I say the good days.

The days
When we used to
Cycle on watery lanes

The day !
When we first grabbed the pen
Questioned , which came first
White  egg or the hen?

The days !
Which didn't  differentiated
A girl or a  boy
We belonged to same class just like
An alloy

The days !
When we used to ate the lunch together
Those lunches  were the  best ever

The days !
When we used to wait for 14 november
Candies & Chocolates,
Do you remember ?

The days !
When exquisite promises were made

The days !
When we didn't loved  the sundays

The days !
When we used to celebrate the triumph of power rangers
In the space.

The  days !
Which i love the most
We all were  very close
No one ever divorced
Instead, we were reinforced
Wanted to live more
Woefully, fortune locked up the door

The days !
We spent together in the class
With u all on my side
I really had a blast


I wish i could live those days
once again
Do like this poem as it appreciates me.
Orion Jul 2019
Whispering in blessed curses
Under whine-tilted breaths
Fluttering eyes and furred chest
Beholden to a man left nonplussed

Begging and borrowing
Stealing burning touches from dewy skin
Whimpers cried into pillows within
Nails digging and hitched sighs following

Soft, searing serenades seek
Saints die to find heaven in something more
Dying small deaths for a moth adored
Writing patience with circled fingers over tongue and teeth

Pupils pulled into tiny beads
Staring up through lamplight lit lenses
Some bruises kissed splendid
Neck-, shoulder-, and lip-bitten pleads
(2/18/19)
Ryan V Jul 2019
Give me the weirdos and heroes, give me those who are fearless in the face of complacency for they are the ones who crave so fiercely and face adversity rather than forfeit to conformity
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