"nonjudgemental" poems - Hello Poetry

I am a Love Warrior protecting my faith in love True Love unconditional nonjudgemental pure Love soft kind peaceful open but first of all knowing that I am Love(d) just because I am I am beautiful I am a Love Warrior

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Jul 23, 2015

Jul 23, 2015 at 10:48 AM UTC

anniepenney

Love Warrior

I am a Love Warrior protecting my faith in love True Love unconditional nonjudgemental pure Love soft kind peaceful open but first of all knowing that I am Love(d) just because I am I am beautiful I am a Love Warrior

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Nothing makes me happier than being a set of nonjudgemental ears for those who have never had someone to listen. But sometimes, the mouth attached to the head of the ears, also needs someone, to non-judgementally listen. A therapist also needs a therapist.

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Jun 2, 2015

Jun 2, 2015 at 6:11 PM UTC

ohperri

A therapist also needs a therapist.

Nothing makes me happier than being a set of nonjudgemental ears for those who have never had someone to listen. But sometimes, the mouth attached to the head of the ears, also needs someone, to non-judgementally listen. A therapist also needs a therapist.

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Heart tormented throughout the age Seeing nothing but destruction Cruelty the best of the worst Scarred for life By a mother's emotional abuse Never feeling comfortable around men Afraid of anything more indepth than *** Finding a nonjudgemental man Thinking to repairing the past Unknowingly mimics the mother Finally swept away off the feet Married, optimistic of the future A child born early New mother now turns the page Happy as can be Hormones a woman's curse Cause heartache and despair Mixed with the abuse of the past Trying to over come Badly, wanting to be good Years pass by like rain Flooding the family as it grows No desire felt, yet in love for sure Lost, scared Self preservation reigns high Sins of the mother passed down Sharp tongue, quick wit Cutting deeply through the love Wants despartely to want, need Tries to hang on to give not take Illness prevails Striking down Hormones and desire all put aside Attempts to reach out Just cannot You stop trying and give up It gets worse Make it stop mommy Don't leave Daddy Tear paint the canvas Have I been so cruel Ungiving and cold Cirumstances piling up Body becoming older Beggs and pleads to try to fix Isn't just a cold hearted woman A beautiful soul inside Just needs nourishment Don't turn away Don't toss tthis lifeaway Not into the trash Try harder Meet a quarter of the way Whatever you decide Please Don't turn away

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Nov 13, 2010

Nov 13, 2010 at 1:36 AM UTC

jennifer-humphrey

Turmoils

Heart tormented throughout the age Seeing nothing but destruction Cruelty the best of the worst Scarred for life By a mother's emotional abuse Never feeling comfortable around men Afraid of anything more indepth than *** Finding a nonjudgemental man Thinking to repairing the past Unknowingly mimics the mother Finally swept away off the feet Married, optimistic of the future A child born early New mother now turns the page Happy as can be Hormones a woman's curse Cause heartache and despair Mixed with the abuse of the past Trying to over come Badly, wanting to be good Years pass by like rain Flooding the family as it grows No desire felt, yet in love for sure Lost, scared Self preservation reigns high Sins of the mother passed down Sharp tongue, quick wit Cutting deeply through the love Wants despartely to want, need Tries to hang on to give not take Illness prevails Striking down Hormones and desire all put aside Attempts to reach out Just cannot You stop trying and give up It gets worse Make it stop mommy Don't leave Daddy Tear paint the canvas Have I been so cruel Ungiving and cold Cirumstances piling up Body becoming older Beggs and pleads to try to fix Isn't just a cold hearted woman A beautiful soul inside Just needs nourishment Don't turn away Don't toss tthis lifeaway Not into the trash Try harder Meet a quarter of the way Whatever you decide Please Don't turn away

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Now it might be hard to understand But just for a moment I ask that you try to comprehend The idea, the marvel, the miracle Of learning love’s true definition from a child less than 3 years young Her name was Amelia Lyon, but she was called Amy Lou And her hair was up like Whoville’s own Cindy Lou Who Dr. Suess would’ve been proud I’m sure he would’ve loved Amelia, as did every single person of every single crowd We would bring her with us to Disneyland The happiest place on earth for both woman and man And little Amy loved every second of it With a wide smile, never crying, not even a bit Bearing the power of a simple smile, and a thousand suns She would light the very streets she crossed Reaching out and attacking strangers was far from seldom With a beautiful kiss of innocence, sincerity, we watched as joy would blossom Did she discriminate? Did she decide who to incriminate? No, you see, Amelia would never If someone was hurt, and broken, she could make all things better A beautiful soul To match a beautiful girl I learned, let me tell you What true love is, something new Something that is rarely practiced But only talked about, and the fact is I’ve never seen love quite like this! It was sincere, and it was real and it was amazing A special perspective, a new trail she was blazing And now I know what true love is Humble, supportive, and nonjudgemental Kind, gorgeous and always gentle Thank You, Amy Lou. One day, I hope to be like you. But now she's gone, at two and a half you were taken from us So unique, Heaven, God, and the Angels were jealous Do I feel robbed? Do I feel cheated? Certainly not! Because I know who I shall see when I am greeted There she will be, adorable and precious That gleaming smile with a child’s eyes At the opening of the Gates, it will be glorious Because finally, that disguise, that shroud of earthliness Will have been torn away, and we will forever be united again My baby sister, my Amelia Lyon, my Amy Lou I miss you so very dearly, my little Cindy Lou Who With love, bittersweet tears, and a heart deeply aching Your brother, Remington Charles King

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Jan 17, 2014

Jan 17, 2014 at 5:03 AM UTC

remington-charles-king

Thank you, Amelia Lyon - (How I learned what True Love meant)

Now it might be hard to understand But just for a moment I ask that you try to comprehend The idea, the marvel, the miracle Of learning love’s true definition from a child less than 3 years young Her name was Amelia Lyon, but she was called Amy Lou And her hair was up like Whoville’s own Cindy Lou Who Dr. Suess would’ve been proud I’m sure he would’ve loved Amelia, as did every single person of every single crowd We would bring her with us to Disneyland The happiest place on earth for both woman and man And little Amy loved every second of it With a wide smile, never crying, not even a bit Bearing the power of a simple smile, and a thousand suns She would light the very streets she crossed Reaching out and attacking strangers was far from seldom With a beautiful kiss of innocence, sincerity, we watched as joy would blossom Did she discriminate? Did she decide who to incriminate? No, you see, Amelia would never If someone was hurt, and broken, she could make all things better A beautiful soul To match a beautiful girl I learned, let me tell you What true love is, something new Something that is rarely practiced But only talked about, and the fact is I’ve never seen love quite like this! It was sincere, and it was real and it was amazing A special perspective, a new trail she was blazing And now I know what true love is Humble, supportive, and nonjudgemental Kind, gorgeous and always gentle Thank You, Amy Lou. One day, I hope to be like you. But now she's gone, at two and a half you were taken from us So unique, Heaven, God, and the Angels were jealous Do I feel robbed? Do I feel cheated? Certainly not! Because I know who I shall see when I am greeted There she will be, adorable and precious That gleaming smile with a child’s eyes At the opening of the Gates, it will be glorious Because finally, that disguise, that shroud of earthliness Will have been torn away, and we will forever be united again My baby sister, my Amelia Lyon, my Amy Lou I miss you so very dearly, my little Cindy Lou Who With love, bittersweet tears, and a heart deeply aching Your brother, Remington Charles King

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Family is what we all dream to be We may not want to admit it is actuality Truth be known All humans instill A faithful knowledge Our true Father lives above Portraying nonjudgemental love Some humans refuse this truth forever Or for so long Humans we insist we are so independently strong We must constantly question life We even tell others of their wrongs We are so hard headed "You see He must have a plan for ME" It may be Our Fathers plan For this humanistic madness To never end He is teaching us lessons They may never come to a rest Because we humans aren't the best We keep slammin each other into the walls When all we have to do is LOVE ONE ANOTHER Give Him Our Faith And Peace May Come To Us All I'm just believing

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Mar 20, 2015

Mar 20, 2015 at 7:00 PM UTC

wendy-ronshausen

I'M JUST BELIEVING

Family is what we all dream to be We may not want to admit it is actuality Truth be known All humans instill A faithful knowledge Our true Father lives above Portraying nonjudgemental love Some humans refuse this truth forever Or for so long Humans we insist we are so independently strong We must constantly question life We even tell others of their wrongs We are so hard headed "You see He must have a plan for ME" It may be Our Fathers plan For this humanistic madness To never end He is teaching us lessons They may never come to a rest Because we humans aren't the best We keep slammin each other into the walls When all we have to do is LOVE ONE ANOTHER Give Him Our Faith And Peace May Come To Us All I'm just believing

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i tried so hard to make you feel like you could open up. i did it a lot with you, to see if it would make you feel more comfortable. i tried to showcase how nonjudgemental i was, how open minded i was, how willing i was to be friends with you again. maybe it just showed how stupid, and naïve, and pathetic i was. and maybe now you think i was never who you thought i was. but i was always me. always. that's always been who i am. and this is also who i am. i take chances, i give people second chances, and. i wanted to spare another, but if i wake up in the morning, and i can't. i cannot apologize for that.

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Aug 3, 2016

Aug 3, 2016 at 6:43 PM UTC

nonexistentwalls

your turn to talk

i tried so hard to make you feel like you could open up. i did it a lot with you, to see if it would make you feel more comfortable. i tried to showcase how nonjudgemental i was, how open minded i was, how willing i was to be friends with you again. maybe it just showed how stupid, and naïve, and pathetic i was. and maybe now you think i was never who you thought i was. but i was always me. always. that's always been who i am. and this is also who i am. i take chances, i give people second chances, and. i wanted to spare another, but if i wake up in the morning, and i can't. i cannot apologize for that.

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I sent you a message last morning, still waiting on your usual reply... But I'm strucked with the dreaded news, your confidant...your friend, SHE DIED. Ofcourse someone must have lied because you told me you'd be OK... So, how is it even possible? How can this news be real? Dumbfounded... Left in utter shock... I'm fighting to breathe again, but my airway just seems blocked. 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔 Breathing has never felt this difficult. I keep hearing it will be ok... But OK would only be believable if you were allowed to stay And you weren't... Evil triumphs now in such an unjust way ---------------------------------------------------------------------- What have you ever done to anyone but be Sacrificial, Understanding, Sincere, Absolving and Nonjudgemental Yet, that never seemed enough- DID IT! We all stood and watch you take the fall. And Evil was only too happy, he took it all... Now, here I sit...waiting for my heart to beat again...at its normal pace But that seems almost impossible FOR... Yours has stopped beating And I've lost the comfort of your smiling face Your warm and affectionate embrace Your encouraging words despite your fears Your caring hands to dry my tears I'm still waiting to hear your child-like voice "ah girl!" "Hanging in there." Still waiting to see you typing... "Gm dearie🤗..." "God is all we need in this world" "No matter how things seem, God is in control" I'm still awaiting on our next church date I know I'll see you in eternity, but until then... I'm still here... I'm still waiting to BREATHE... For Susan who left me BREATHLESS

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Jul 4, 2020

Jul 4, 2020 at 8:23 PM UTC

Quvenshane

Still waiting to breathe...

I sent you a message last morning, still waiting on your usual reply... But I'm strucked with the dreaded news, your confidant...your friend, SHE DIED. Ofcourse someone must have lied because you told me you'd be OK... So, how is it even possible? How can this news be real? Dumbfounded... Left in utter shock... I'm fighting to breathe again, but my airway just seems blocked. 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔 Breathing has never felt this difficult. I keep hearing it will be ok... But OK would only be believable if you were allowed to stay And you weren't... Evil triumphs now in such an unjust way ---------------------------------------------------------------------- What have you ever done to anyone but be Sacrificial, Understanding, Sincere, Absolving and Nonjudgemental Yet, that never seemed enough- DID IT! We all stood and watch you take the fall. And Evil was only too happy, he took it all... Now, here I sit...waiting for my heart to beat again...at its normal pace But that seems almost impossible FOR... Yours has stopped beating And I've lost the comfort of your smiling face Your warm and affectionate embrace Your encouraging words despite your fears Your caring hands to dry my tears I'm still waiting to hear your child-like voice "ah girl!" "Hanging in there." Still waiting to see you typing... "Gm dearie🤗..." "God is all we need in this world" "No matter how things seem, God is in control" I'm still awaiting on our next church date I know I'll see you in eternity, but until then... I'm still here... I'm still waiting to BREATHE... For Susan who left me BREATHLESS

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