#belive - Hello Poetry

I still doubt the notion ...... love is blind When people love It's because they SEE the good in others And only those in love Can see the real intensions deep down their partner's heart Isn't it written that God is love? If love is blind, do they mean that God is blind? Love ain't blind Rather love is blight Too blight for the naked eyes I guess that's why they said Much brightness can cause blindness I guess that's why it can penetrate in the inner part of the heart I guess that's why it's written You can't look at God with your bare eyes Because you can just die They said love is blind I believe love is blight

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Sep 20, 2024

Sep 20, 2024 at 5:37 AM UTC

king-symonie

THEY SAID LOVE IS BLIND

I still doubt the notion ...... love is blind When people love It's because they SEE the good in others And only those in love Can see the real intensions deep down their partner's heart Isn't it written that God is love? If love is blind, do they mean that God is blind? Love ain't blind Rather love is blight Too blight for the naked eyes I guess that's why they said Much brightness can cause blindness I guess that's why it can penetrate in the inner part of the heart I guess that's why it's written You can't look at God with your bare eyes Because you can just die They said love is blind I believe love is blight

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If i could write the world a song it would start with a drop all pray for it never to stop the people would join in on the melody, they would all belong every word that was uttered would make you fall in love no one would be waiting for heaven above there would be no insecurity, no violence, no doubt There would be nothing you were living without it would make you start wanting to live for today and let you get over the fears of yesterday when the song would end the world would stop it would no longer feel like a ticking clock the birds would still sing and the wind would still blow why the song ended no one would know but from that day on goodness would flow through the wounds of the people, the world used to know this song would show how its ok to fail but if you keep on singing you'll surely prevail so don't stop singing my wondrous song because believe it or not you DO BELONG

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Jul 19, 2020

Jul 19, 2020 at 3:30 AM UTC

AubryDuncan

If i could write the world a song

If i could write the world a song it would start with a drop all pray for it never to stop the people would join in on the melody, they would all belong every word that was uttered would make you fall in love no one would be waiting for heaven above there would be no insecurity, no violence, no doubt There would be nothing you were living without it would make you start wanting to live for today and let you get over the fears of yesterday when the song would end the world would stop it would no longer feel like a ticking clock the birds would still sing and the wind would still blow why the song ended no one would know but from that day on goodness would flow through the wounds of the people, the world used to know this song would show how its ok to fail but if you keep on singing you'll surely prevail so don't stop singing my wondrous song because believe it or not you DO BELONG

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keep whispering piercing promises until my ears started to bleed make me believe make me believe you won't ever leave

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Mar 18, 2019

Mar 18, 2019 at 3:42 PM UTC

Lunawrenn

whispers

keep whispering piercing promises until my ears started to bleed make me believe make me believe you won't ever leave

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What the hell you know about getting upset? What the hell you know about living in debt? What the hell you know about pinning up ket? Then wondering why you have no self respect What the hell you know about living a dream? What the hell you know about leaving your team? What the hell you know about being a fiend? This is the first time I seen you on the scene. . What the hell you know about breathing this poverty? What the hell you know about not eating properly? What the hell you know about using candles to heat and light your so called property? Five days straight eating nothing but broccoli Maybe it's just my own shadow that's stopping me Got me under lock an key But when I break free they'll be not much stopping me The weight of the world will not get on top of me My grandfather already clocked you watching me

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Nov 19, 2018

Nov 19, 2018 at 10:00 AM UTC

If I could do anything I would be controlling clocks And go right back to that mouldy box With the broken locks And the electrics off Those days when I would sold me socks for cake and drops Whist cooking rocks ***** this K detox I feel like a baby fox Thats I been ***** by all 3 bears and goldilocks But day by day with my tool box and theese building blocks I'll build my very own fort knox Il see the light shine when I stike the fire from my matchbox Listening to my old jukebox

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Nov 19, 2018

Nov 19, 2018 at 9:27 AM UTC

turtle-shellington

Control

If I could do anything I would be controlling clocks And go right back to that mouldy box With the broken locks And the electrics off Those days when I would sold me socks for cake and drops Whist cooking rocks ***** this K detox I feel like a baby fox Thats I been ***** by all 3 bears and goldilocks But day by day with my tool box and theese building blocks I'll build my very own fort knox Il see the light shine when I stike the fire from my matchbox Listening to my old jukebox

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When you were younger they planted a seed To seek to sucseed But over time this seed Succeeded in greed Now what do you really need? Material possessions Just to feed and breathe Or maybe just belive we can all exceed And create something positive to leave

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Nov 15, 2018

Nov 15, 2018 at 10:09 PM UTC

turtle-shellington

Create

When you were younger they planted a seed To seek to sucseed But over time this seed Succeeded in greed Now what do you really need? Material possessions Just to feed and breathe Or maybe just belive we can all exceed And create something positive to leave

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Every time I look into your eyes I hate myself I hate myself because I love you I hate me, I hate myself because I let you go through heartbreaks I hate myself because I was to late to save you your heart I hate myself because I wasn’t always there for you I hate myself because I couldn’t wipe away the tears when you cried I hate myself because I didn’t make you smile when you were frowning I hate myself because I never found you earlier in life I hate myself because I didn’t hold you at night when you needed someone there I hate myself because I wasn’t the first person you thought of in the morning and last person before you went to sleep But.... I do love myself because I will be your last everything And I love the thought of that

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Mar 9, 2018

Mar 9, 2018 at 11:31 PM UTC

Playing games To shield myself from everything That could hurt me outside My shattered core So when I for once want to reveal My broken soul Noone belives me

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Aug 18, 2017

Aug 18, 2017 at 2:15 PM UTC

Sadboys

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Playing games To shield myself from everything That could hurt me outside My shattered core So when I for once want to reveal My broken soul Noone belives me

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You're in a never ending cycle of telling yourself you are never quite good enough, asking "What am I lacking?" What a trick you play on yourself, and it seems you have lost yourself while you question your worth. Come to me, let me help build you up. Feel me right here as I put your insecurities to sleep. Let me remind you even at your worst that you will always be enough, remind you that you are deserving, and that you are worthy, until you believe it for yourself. -Rebecca Cerrone

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Sep 28, 2016

Sep 28, 2016 at 7:57 AM UTC

rebeccacerrone

You Are Worthy

You're in a never ending cycle of telling yourself you are never quite good enough, asking "What am I lacking?" What a trick you play on yourself, and it seems you have lost yourself while you question your worth. Come to me, let me help build you up. Feel me right here as I put your insecurities to sleep. Let me remind you even at your worst that you will always be enough, remind you that you are deserving, and that you are worthy, until you believe it for yourself. -Rebecca Cerrone

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If I were to travel around the world would you believe then any of my words?

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Dec 7, 2015

Dec 7, 2015 at 8:43 AM UTC

Hopelesscause

would you believe

If I were to travel around the world would you believe then any of my words?

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You inspire me to keep writing. You inspire me to continue fighting for what "I" belive in. You make me want to prove you wrong. To show you I'm so much more than a torn page in a book. To show you everything I do doesn't come from a dark place. What I listen to, what I write & what I say. You belive it comes from an evil place. Why? Song: James Arthur X By: Long Live The King

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Sep 5, 2015

Sep 5, 2015 at 1:24 PM UTC

andrea-armstrong

Inspiration

You inspire me to keep writing. You inspire me to continue fighting for what "I" belive in. You make me want to prove you wrong. To show you I'm so much more than a torn page in a book. To show you everything I do doesn't come from a dark place. What I listen to, what I write & what I say. You belive it comes from an evil place. Why? Song: James Arthur X By: Long Live The King

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The dreams that i hold, yes the ones locked beep in my sole. the ones forced to hide, hide from the fear of discovery. yes the dreams of, flying, high in the night sky where stars cover the world like a blanket. the dreams of dancing on a well light sea , as lights fill the sky. the dreams of watching the world from above. the dreams that i hold, yes the ones locked beep, within my soul, where my demons hide.

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Aug 12, 2015

Aug 12, 2015 at 12:27 AM UTC

Heretheirony

Catching Dreams

The dreams that i hold, yes the ones locked beep in my sole. the ones forced to hide, hide from the fear of discovery. yes the dreams of, flying, high in the night sky where stars cover the world like a blanket. the dreams of dancing on a well light sea , as lights fill the sky. the dreams of watching the world from above. the dreams that i hold, yes the ones locked beep, within my soul, where my demons hide.

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Man of dreams it often seems we ride the silken thread of words that seep the passion deep of soul where they are bred. In my mind the heart I find to buy the message whole and see it done the battle won because of the soul. Once...

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Jul 18, 2015

Jul 18, 2015 at 2:58 AM UTC

amy-ha

Dreaming on a time

Man of dreams it often seems we ride the silken thread of words that seep the passion deep of soul where they are bred. In my mind the heart I find to buy the message whole and see it done the battle won because of the soul. Once...

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