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Poems about inspirational
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Forgiveness / / It is so hard to forgive innocence lost and love betrayed. Instead we hide our feeling away. Scared, alone, and afraid.
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What do we truly seek? / Our lives are so busy. / We forget whats important, / Chasing fame, wealth and power. / / Our hearts become lost,
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I hit the ground running / Never stopping to look behind / What there's to lose? / If I fall I stand back up / / Who can hold me down, I'm
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This is another song. This one I wrote years ago and performed in church. It's pretty much completely paraphrased out of the New Testament.
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CLARITY / / Like never before, I feel life pulsing through me / Feeding to every section, every corner of my being / A shield previously guarding my soul, now stands down / Allowing light to flood its halls, / Forcing the negativity out, slow
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Twas the week before Christmas and all through the day.
All the parents were frantically running each way.
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The porcelain peace of winter's shawl.
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I see dreams flowing through the sky / The surface over the lake is still / My heart is strangely restless / Yet this place is nullifying m
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I'v tried to bring out a concept here - internal battles are much harder than the ones we fight outside
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An old Well offers its fresh water / Day and night in equal saunter. / / Life like this is full benefaction / To give and give with real attraction. / / My life is to resemble that Well / Living to serve with my heart’s cell. / / “Wil
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I miss something but I don't know what, / It feels like love but maybe not, / Inside of me, lives the entirety, of the united subconscious energy, / A world full of hope and positivity, / A world full of dreams and sensuality, / And I look aroun
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I stand next to her / She nervously looks away / Love seizes my heart / / Sushi speaks to me / with all those colors and shapes / I eat i
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I make my living from the market-place / Just as my fathers would; / I move between the avenues / Selling and
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Midnight is for poetry,
when undernourished imagination feasts.
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Silence around me, sitting on the rocks / Silence sweeps over me, my sense unlocks. / Silent beauty surrounds me at sunset / It covers me when the new day is met. / Standing on the beach, sand between my toes, / Silence speaks to me by waves com
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A Bridge / / Lined by old towering trees / The river mutters its stories – / Of magical times. / / Rippling waves convey the words / In waving twigs sing the birds – / In golden sunlight. / / Beneath my feet soft cool grass / The
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God’s love was with me from the start / He paints my path of life each day / Protects me throughout any darkness / With Angels beside me all the way. / / His source of love enlightens my soul / My heart learns how this love is shared / Grat
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It is built when the storm gone by
With sunlight by a Divine hand
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When days’ time is done, I consider how blessed I’ve been
And remember the love and joy saved for tomorrow.
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Stop. / Breathe....Deep. / Pause...Sleep. / Let the tightened brow, the tired smile / halting high to heavy-handed wiles / Slide smooth and
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Life is like a fight. / Drag out, knock down. / Bones ache / and muscles groan. / Knuckles bleed and lips split; / taste of salty red in yo
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568 words, 47 comments,
on May 7 9:33 PM 2006
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