"peacemaking" poems
Laughter,
Rib Punching,
Bone Popping,
Innocent Laughter,
The Purest Form Of Happiness,
Jarred Inside My Soul,
Packed For A The Trip I'll Make Someday,
As I Go Up A Yonder,
I Will Release This Music,
Like A Million Balloons,
Sound Made From The Cello Of Love
Smiling,
Eye Squinting,
Cheek Bursting,
Perfect Smiles,
The Purest Form Of Any Type Of Love,
Slow Motion,
The Strings On The Violin Of Life,
Strum A Steady Heartbeat
Thinking,
Head Grasping,
Stinging Thoughts,
Swarm My Mind,
Our Future,
Our Path On This Ever Stretching Road,
The Bass,
The Harmony Of Our Actions,
The Layout Of Our Life
Words,
Peacemaking,
Heartbreaking,
My Drug,
My Addiction,
I Love Hearing Your Voice Responding To Mine,
I Can Pick Your Voice From A Crowd,
If You Are Afraid To Be Loud,
Whisper,
I Can Still Hear The Viola,
The Viola Of Life's Orchestra,
Each Word,
Each Note,
Deciding The Fate Of Our Song
You Are My Companion,
My Family,
You Are The Music Of My Life,
And I Never Want To Hear,
The Silence,
Ever Again
Oct 5, 2012
Oct 5, 2012 at 10:12 PM UTC
I'm not into politics
i don't care who the president is
if you're a communist, go ahead.
i'm not into debates and rallies
i don't vote for one side, i'm three dimensional
i don't care for democracy, fascism,
or whatever it is you are putting
in my hair, underneath my fingernails.
I'm not into that volcano of
confusion and opinions, screeching for
security of the word "true" but
all i hear is the ringing in my
ears saying OPINION
and sure, i have a few
I like to think that everyone is
misinformed and my way is not left
but when religious ********
start the stabbing
they're going to go for the throats
of the sad souls that betrayed them
the cigar smoking;grunge wearing;music loving;peacemaking; hippies children
and i will survive the fight
because i had nothing to do with it?
no
i will never be a part of your
war
on policies
and your
****** hating
I will live my life as a lovechild
in a perfect world
where there are no idiots waving their ***** around.
these are
happy days we live in
Aug 16, 2011
Aug 16, 2011 at 6:28 PM UTC
Bullying seems to only be accepted
When performed by government officials
Terrorism is viewed as legal
As long as it is carried out with a badge
Since when did it become okay
To label innocence extreme?
Peacemakers "troublemakers"?
I'll tell you,
When peacemaking interferes with power
When war is the goal
When scheming for personal gain & greed rules
Bullies are leaders
World rulers who take dignity away
Downtrod good people
Put love to shame
They think they are the end of the line
They title themselves almighty
Little do they know the consequence
Their hands are bloodstained guilty
Minds bloodthirsty
Hearts black as coal
The vengeance of Jehovah
Comes upon them in an instant
It is then, they will know.
Mar 29, 2017
Mar 29, 2017 at 10:44 AM UTC
Peacekeeping is the unattainable absence of violence. Peacemaking is the presence of peace in the midst of violence.
You cannot fight fire with fire, guns with guns, hate with hate.
"Father forgive them..."
It's as simple as that.
Jul 15, 2016
Jul 15, 2016 at 9:49 AM UTC
"Let us rebuild, so that,
we may be no
longer a reproach",… it is just
business/ Nehemiah spake
put this on your business card
directly, in spirit, to David
Barton, inspirational director,
for many a proud warrior for truth.
Jesus lives, we rise, we agree, in me.
Where lay the Kingdom of God, back then,
when he is recorded as having said,
I will, my will being done, abide
side any who hear the knock,
as an innocent, or a lying, cheating scoundrel,
that's the good news, war has never worked,
peacemaking all ways works, one on one.
Honed most point, tip to tip... touch
spirit face to spirit face
messenger to message, dare we say
in the presence of at least as many as
have testified to seeing grave dwellers walking,
most certainly there was darkness, and that curtain,
between the holiest of holies, and every day sanctity,
ripped… rippity re-occurence right down the middle,
opening all reality
to the Wizard
of Oz's most esoteric
special effect
on the ensuing Easter audiences, seeing
it, over and over, until the metaphor, the riddle becomes
dabar, a very humble word translated many ways, see::
Pens with motors are more powerful than swords,
of any sort… logos significant cannot loose dabar yah, we
in this form minding manners men agree to abide beneath,
but
but
but
on good advice,
from bar mitzvahed friends, dead and living,
the use of labor, during interesting times, as mobs
to make unified mind form encase believers in
situations indisputably dangerous, used right
by godfearing law enforcement officers, right
used by a leader exactly, to the hairs on his head,
like the guy on television who crashed all those casinos.
Jun 14, 2025
Jun 14, 2025 at 2:56 PM UTC
peacemaking is rewarding
when all agree to agree
even they say it is ok
to disagree and agree
to disagree
what is the point
of disagreeing when
we can agree on
agreeing to disagree
why does everything
have to be so complicated
when it is much easier
to just be simple and
not convoluted
it must be the mind
is a complicated thing
since the mind really
isn't that simple.~~lorilynn
copyright*lorilynn 2010
Oct 5, 2010
Oct 5, 2010 at 10:57 PM UTC
We are the human stray dogs,
All we breathe are street smogs,
We roam with slogging legs,
To humans, we are begging ***** pigs!
With excess food, you stand on obesity,
On the dustbins, we stand for charity.
Hunger eats us every second,
As we beg, humans abscond,
World has let us to fall and despond,
Will the so-called God respond?
When we beg at temple premises,
Giving money to us becomes dharma,
When we beg beyond temple premises,
People reply that it is our karma,
When we beg with untorn dress,
Fellow-humans say, “You have money at excess.”
When we beg with torn dress,
Fellow-humans say, “All you possess is madness.”
To the streets we are untouchable,
To the hunger, we are inseparable,
With money, we remained respectable,
Without money, we turned disposable.
Where is god? Where is god?
I searched with hunger very hard,
I discovered, he was none but a useless fraud,
Anger from hunger turned us a hot iron rod.
Life remains unlivable,
Hunger remains miserable,
Humanity is scarce and valuable,
As modern nomads, our houses are portable.
With loans, our farmlands were stolen,
With human treachery, our life was broken,
With menial physical jobs, our body started to weaken.
World remained cruel,
So hunger turned our fuel.
To our hunger,
Reply of wealthy humans was silence,
For a beggar,
It is larger than a bloodshed violence.
As we beg,
Poor humans bowed heads with guilt
Helpless their life,
With disappointments, it was built.
In the world divided into classes,
Many live as beggars in houses,
Many live as beggars in heart,
They were just ***** and smart.
In appearance, we remain a minority,
In the universe, we stand as a majority,
Self-reliant life is our priority,
We don’t want your publicizing charity.
There appeared a revelation,
A day we will steer a revolution!
Idols in the temple decorated with money,
Its time to turn them into bread and honey.
Give us dignified life and food,
We won’t steal,
This is nothing but a peacemaking social deal.
We proclaim!
As hungriness grow,
That make humans bow,
We will ensure; we make
Your money-flowing temple,
Will completely set down to topple,
We will take (steal) money spent for useless stone,
If an individual is left begging hungry-prone!
Feb 6, 2019
Feb 6, 2019 at 1:47 AM UTC
Warmth
Kindness
Respect
This is what we all deserve
The path is long
Worth it
You think you've given me that
Your peacemaking
Is for yourself
To think that you've done nothing wrong
That I'm not sitting here in Tears because of you
Peace
I'm not at peace
Not with you
They respect me
They show me kindess
They give me warmth
It goes both ways
Your warmth is nothingness
Your kindness is fake
Your respect is to yourself
When will you learn?
Insecure
Unsure
Lost
Their embrace give me hope
Yours makes me cry
Not because of what happened
but how I let myself down again
How much I hate your arms wrapped around me
Get off
You make me hate everything that is you
I'd blame it on you
I do
Not fully
You blame others
You do
Fully
When will you learn?
You're not in control
They have their own way to go
As I have mine
You lost my permission to run alongside with me
In the World that is my Home
Respect
Kindness
Warmth
It should go both ways
Your ignorance isn't bliss
Oct 11, 2017
Oct 11, 2017 at 2:51 PM UTC
There's a rhythm and order, a beat
to how things must be done.
There's a slim chance for us, to taste defeat
in this never ending war, but still we feel the heat,
even when the battle is won.
Targets marked
Fire for effect
Danger Close.
Call in the Artillery,
call in the Calvary
Call in the Devil Dogs,
the hounds of war,
for they are the few,
the proud,
the United States Marine Corps.
Oorah!
They are the brave men and women
who dedicate their lives to Country and Cause,
they are the peacemaking war mongers
whole fight and defend without pause.
They, the Army, Navy, Air Force and All
they are the bravest of us who heard
and answered the call.
Be that as they may be,
that, my friend, is not me.
I've never fought the hellish fight,
as they have for us.
But i'll fight forever and a day because I must.
To find you again,
I'll shatter and conquer worlds,
near and apart.
Just to know that you'll be safe,
in the confines of my heart.
One day I'll find you,
and you, home again,
this be my prayer, each and every day,
every day, amen.
Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 1:06 AM UTC
Remembered sensations
of cut stained glass dawns .
Rich in the embers of
fires from time passed .
Kissed in fury
Lost in tenderness.
The softness
The sweetness
The never diminished
Strafe of femininity.
A gentle peacemaking
roll of thunder .
Surveying the land
for promises kept .
Startled by glimpses
of echoed rememberances .
She was soft and eager
with a dangerous
primitive desire.
A hopeless appeal to
her lawlessness.
With no direction
she turned the corner
abandoning pride
neither giving nor taking .
As he’s finishing a painting
He wonders
would he hear from her again .
Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 11:42 PM UTC
“She is clothed in strength and dignity”
yet society views her completely differently
A refusal to see her as an equal human being
To be punished for simply disagreeing
“She laughs without fear of the future”
yet society fills her head with words that abuse her
words to degrade her are everyday nouns
the only lesson society has taught her is to conceal her breakdowns
how is a little girl supposed to continue to grow,
when society has already planned her future to plateau
“she opens her mouth in wisdom”
yet society disregards her opinions as just plain dumb
she is unable to speak her own thoughts ‘due to religion’
but society is writing a new bible and calling it a pidgin
“and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue”
yet society doesn’t let her speak, thus her merciful words remain unsung
she could be used as a resplendent virtue towards peacemaking
and their refusal to let her preach is heartbreaking
“she looks well to the ways of her household”
yet everything about her humble abode has run cold
her daughters restricted to a life identical to hers,
her sons taught to be the paradoxical abusers
“and does not eat the bread of idleness”
yet when she does anything other than demanded,
she becomes associated with unrighteousness
she could grow and blossom to aid the earth
but society diminishes any of her self-worth
Mar 31, 2021
Mar 31, 2021 at 5:47 PM UTC