Giving Poems | Examples of Giving Poetry

As the pale, pacific moon hung low, silent and still, waiting for this day's receipts. When echoes of day's purchases will be absorbed either in the heavenly or hellish holes of the waning moon. Weary with wars, the deceit of greed, where hate is heralded more, the selfish, superior ones, their darkness dimming their light,...

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Perfume of tremendous worth, Emptied from an airtight jar, Left a sweet fragrance in the air, As roses on a spring morn. Promptly brought a harsh rebuke, Labeled as a wasteful sin. Others had an insightful view, It’s too precious to contain. Basic goods must always flow, Not withheld with selfish greed, By the “haves” from the “have not” poor We must respond to their need. If...

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A promise from God, his sign in the sky, Never again will all unjust men die. A rainbow appears as His sign to man, Water will not cover all of the earth’s land. He’ll not with water, wash all life from earth, Because of our sins or our lack of worth. He offers His gift of eternal life, And gives us the...

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I wrote something a while ago I was mad that you were back But now I feel myself letting go It's all numb and the anger I lack I am giving in to you again Hold my writes out And let you tie them "Why can't you just figure this out" The thought sparks in my head And stabs through my heart The glass shatters...

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On Friday, 2024.06.28, at 11:13:07 I first played piano at the M Central. It was BB who introduced me to a world of music, The 1st song played was his favourite. It has been exactly one year. Many things have unfolded here. As I genuinely seeking for music therapy, I have also shared that to many. On my 2nd and subsequent visits...

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Friendship doesn't always mean having contact daily But yet it's like the calcium in your dairy It strengthens the core of your body It is there to prevent you from braking Hearing your voice makes my heart rejoice I'm counting my blessings at that moment The smile I do get to see once in a blue moon Can reflect a message like...

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What of life’s bounty will a long life ensure? What value is purpose as life we endure? Is it beauty, talent, or money we need? Is it fame or glory, or some secret creed? From the dawns early light ‘til twilight’s sunset, Which way shall I travel, which way’s my best bet? “Is all I am that which I eat”, someone...

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When someone can forego her id and ego publishing poems of her friends to heal those on the mend Her...

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I’ve heard others talking as if He were dead, But He rose to give life to others instead. I’m only one, small it may seem, But He died and He rose my life to redeem. And likewise, for you He was crucified, Don’t make it for naught that He died. Accept His offer, redemption of sin, And the Spirit He left us...

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I wonder what he’d say to me as we strolled along the way. I think a truth he’d share with me, and here’s what he might say. “It’s not a message you’ll understand, at least not right away.” “It will always be here with you, although I cannot stay.” “My truth I leave with you,...

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Peaches and pies, apples mixed with steamed rice Come and have dinner with me tonight; my stomach is growling, and my appetite is rising There is nothing on the table to eat except passion fruits That fell from the tree and sour mango cream But tonight I have something special for you And it will make your dream come...

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In a world that spins both fast and wide, There’s one sweet place where hearts abide. Not built of brick, nor stone, nor gold— But love and laughter, strong and bold. A family, stitched with threads so tight, That even storms can't dim their light. With arms that hug, and eyes that see The best in you, and let you be. They fight...

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On my 46th Father’s Day I’d finally have my say For I’d heard the pleasantries before they all seemed like cliches Ties...

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Red roses in hand, A lad gives on his way— First flower blooms bright. ________________________________________________________________ Author’s Note: This haiku captures the tender offering of a first flower—a quiet symbol of new beginnings and the unspoken bloom of feeling. In its simplicity lies a powerful gesture, marking the quiet start of something beautiful, hopeful, and unknown....

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