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silvervi Jan 24
Just experience.
Experience what's in front of you.
See it. Feel it. Smell it. Hear it. Touch it. Taste it. No judgement. Pure exploration.
Reminder for myself to focus on the now instead of the interpretation of the now.
A constant reminder Of life sustained.
Remain within oneself.
Let go of pleasure.
Live a life chained.
Live the insurmountable,
Your only claim to fame.
In the dance of days, where moments fleet, I greet with a smile so sweet. In the whispers of dawn, in the hush of night, I bless your soul, in love's pure light.
For in each greeting, a bond takes flight, A connection deep, beyond mere sight. And in each blessing, wisdom found, A sacred echo, a timeless sound.
So let us greet with hearts so grand, And bless with a gentle, understanding hand. For in this journey, we all withstand, The beauty of life, so vast and grand.
showyoulove Jan 14
Lord, I live for you as you lived for me
I give you my all you gave everything for me
It is so hard to accept this gift sometimes
It's so overwhelming, this love outpouring
And it is all I can do to simply be adoring
You only want my happiness
You desire only my joy
You sing over me and you smile
You gaze at me in awe and wonder and love
What else can I do, but live for you
I believe Lord, help me to receive you
More fully into my body and my soul
Take it all Lord, for I give you control
I surrender to you though it hurts
So live and move and breathe in me
I make my life an offering of love
So as to live for you, my God, above

You are good: so, so good to me
Father in Heaven, you never let me down
All the good that is in me is from you Lord
You are Holy and Perfect and Blameless
And, by the precious blood, you make me spotless
You come running out to me to embrace me
When I turn around and come back home
You are waiting; arms flung open wide
You held me close while we both cried
Tears of sadness and pain, healing and relief
In this flood of tears comes a flood of peace
Lord, let me rest in your presence for a while
And Lord, always help me to live for you
The ancient forces challenge you.
To rise above or fall in line,
To seek the peace or cross the line.
The echoes of the past resound,
break the chains or heed the cries.
The path you take is up to you.
Your choice can shape the course of life.
Choose your path wisely.
See the beauty in tear-stained eyes. Soar above earthly trivial things, Touch the stars with hands unclenched, Taste the nectar of life’s sweetest quench.  Shed the armor of ego’s fight, Embrace the softness of a moon-kissed night.
See the beauty in all things.
hey,  how long has it been?
since i picked up a paper and pen?
a lot of things had already happened,
i'm not the same since then.

i felt so many feelings,
experienced a lot of things.
and it actually made me think,
maybe this is what it feels to exist and live.

i decided to write again,
to share my thoughts
to improve
to go back to my first friend,

to poetry.
i will promise myself this year, to come back to poetry, to be better at making poems.
Cool Ice Dec 2024
Yes, life may be cruel.
On some days, you might falter,
Under shadows of doubt, thinking
About letting it all slip away. But
Remember the strength within, and
Every joy that makes life whole, cause
Living is the greatest pride,
One that shines so bright. So, smile
Very wide, embrace your days, and
Enjoy each moment you hold dear.
Had to make the poem after seeing so many... yk, depressing poems here.
Also, remember to check the first letter of every line :)

(I like to try something new with every poem I write)

Also 'you are love' is inspired from the same line from Minecraft end poem
Arcassin B Dec 2024
By Arcassin B

Childhood was complicated,
And the dirt was washed away and,
So many things made me frustrated,
Many things had me jaded,
shrouded in all this hatred,
Living here in the Matrix,
Not one decent person came into my life and made me sane,

There is no yoooooooouuu,
You just pretennnnnnnd,
Only got meeeeeeeee,
Your cycle ennnnnnnnds....
Full poem : https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2024/12/man-child-angel.html
T R Wingfield Dec 2024
Oh to be a blade of grass
Caressing her thigh
Gazing up longingly
Upon Persephone
And her spring of warmth
On a cold winters day

Would that I could;
That I should be so lucky

If only it were more than a dream
Cuffing season got me feeling things haha
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