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showyoulove Nov 12
I sit in stillness in this silent, dark room
Lit only by candles and the soft glow from the moon
I sit before Jesus, drawn in by his gaze
My heart is filled with a silent song of praise
I can hear my heartbeat: it beats for you
How my spirit aches to be united to you
The stars above- a hundred billion tiny lights
Comfort me even on the longest of nights
In your arms you lead me through a heavenly dance
You chose me to be a part of this sacred romance
Together we glide across the celestial dance floor
I am dancing with the one whom I most adore
I am taken by a love so profound I am shaken
And when I turned away, I was not forsaken
I sit with you and watch my worries disappear
You open my eyes, and it all becomes clear
All I need, all I want, is to be right where you are
I need you so close: please be never far
I am here just to burn in your presence
To bear witness to you in life's little moments
Just once, I want to spend an evening
With my Lord, just being and receiving
Not talking, but listening not rushing, but waiting
Being filled with courage and confidence, not hesitating
I sit here and surrender my heart for you gave me your own
Spending an evening with Jesus is like nothing I have ever known
It brings me in my weakness, down upon my knees
But there is strength and peace and the whisper of a breeze
The feeling of this fleeting moment
My soul holds now and forever
A memory so powerfully potent
To strengthen it in spiritual endeavor
Àŧùl Oct 29
Depression can affect you.
When things go against you,
Or they go unexpectedly away,
But don't blow your heart away,
All this is temporary, you know,
When you know, you know,
So, don't cry over things.
However, take care,
If you lose yourself,
You won't know.
It will be known,
To you unknown,
And to the world,
It will be known.
It is the whiskey,
To you, it is risky.
But take care of your liver.
If it fails, after all the abuse,
You wouldn't get your glass,
The Precious Evening Glass.
My HP Poem #2015
©Atul Kaushal
Junévaple Oct 14
Get comfy, I want ponder
my head on your shoulder in sleep
Wait! We walk first. Really?
Hello, Poetry! Fourth post ^^

This is my 2nd sequel haiku to "tonkotsu ramen". Contains silly romance here :p

Stay creative n create! 𝄞
Junévaple Oct 14
Dimlitten streets at Saturday evening,
you know —— hillarious couples around. We'll spend
remainings at your dormitories room?
Hello, Poetry! Third post ^^

This is my sequel haiku to "tonkotsu ramen", you know what's happening here :D

Stay creative n create! 𝄞
© Junévaple, All Rights Reserved.
Junévaple Oct 14
In midst of cold weekend
can we intertwine our hands——steps to
grab tonkotsu ramen as promised?
Hello, Poetry! First post!

I'm Junévaple, poem and songwriting enthustiast from Indonesia :)

This is my silly haiku "tonkotsu ramen" inspired by my tonkotsu ramen liking! I'm scenario-ing a tonkotsu ramen date at Saturday evening in this haiku ^^

Stay creative n create (PS This is my tagline)! 𝄞
© Junévaple, All Rights Reserved.
Ylzm Sep 27
When evening comes and evil rouse
When howls and shrieks of terror without
The Day is here and within we're ready
Assured dark shall pass and into light
We'll walk when the doors are opened
But the fight's the despair and fear
From sights and sounds of evil's triumph
It's cruel rampages and idolatrous boasts
But that Day comes in the dark of dusk
The Sun's hid that dark destroys dark
And a pleasant land refreshed revealed
And our eyes behold only beauty and light
Immortality Sep 26
In twilight,
In one another's arm
a gentle embrace,
we whisper secrets to the fading light,
the sky blushes soft,
as if sunlight day kissed starry night goodbye.
Gentle intimacy............<3
Good Evening, Let's chat
How about we go and
have ourselves a night cap,
The day was hectic,
Yeah, I'll drink to that.

I'm just glad it's over and
the weekend is here,
We toast our drinks and
we both give a cheer.

This week was a rough one,
If you only knew,
Just so glad that we pushed and
made it on through

It felt like this weekend
would never arrive,
The week did moved
slowly but, yet we Survived,

Let's not fuss and grumble,
okay my dear friend,
Let's get this thing started and
enjoy this weekend


B.R.
DATE: 9/25/2024
Zywa Sep 3
The evening comes with

colours, birds, sounds, reflecting --


everything to me.
Poem "6. narratief van die parkboer" ("6. narrative of the park farmer", 2000, Antjie Krog)

Collection "SoulSenseSun"
neth jones Aug 13
sunset bleeds out the day
depleted
thoughts take charge and toy with me
10/08/24- date of the original notes

alt version
sunset bleeds out the day
i am dog-tired
my thoughts turn on me and toy
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