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How do I acquire a place where I can forgive? How can I stop blaming myself for my mistakes? I can't recall the version of "Intrinsic", but it's conflictive, None can quash them If you can't forgive rattlesnakes. It's difficult to forgive wrongdoers who won't swage, It's cruel to excuse inner suffering from a rapist's rage, It's difficult to grace louts who have killed your family, Spirits will not retaliate but can whip you clearly. No, I'm not a saint; failure is not the same as forgiveness., That doesn't refer I must trust or favor the chorus, He seems angel but he throws his seat through the window, He is tiled with a shabby female tattoo on his elbow. I felt vulgar, stupid, and useless, Close to the leech and slimy worm, that's sageness, Every smile contains a malicious chart, so I lack faith, I endure on wobbly legs, wiping away tears and scathe. How can I resist the urge to do things right? Some people mind me a skeptic. My kids guess I'm bright, In fact, they suppose I'm an incredible winner, If they view suffering, it will improve my manner. No one understands what I endure, I am not in a position to reveal such rancor, I'm tired of seeing and living a shabby life, I wanted a widely used headline in some rife. The tombs of our ancestors are everywhere, Earth's soil is the body's dust, walk lento, and care, The suffering of death is greater than the joy of birth, O cooing doves bestow to the weeping, some mirth. Some actions are held liable, but none are shrewd, Every devout soul has a past, and every deceiver is lewd, Who can you forgive if not the toughest opponent? You are fully ungrown with this Atonement. The blast radius of your grief can harm the soul, What if the people around you are shown a rays hole? What if you cling to someone else's roots to be injured? It all begins with a runic visceral fear of the biohazard. I select my destiny and discover myself, Say farewell to my harsh youth with purity and pelf, Today I saw the opposite of what you taught me, I also forgive you for everything before I flee.
1st Place Contest Win. Written: June 25, 2022 Forgiveness Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Anoucheka Gangabissoon

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Date: 7/18/2022 8:39:00 AM
Congratulations on your win. A "Wonderful" write. I love your line, "No one understands what I endure."  Yes, forgive and then let God handle it. Have a blessed day writing away...................
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Date: 7/18/2022 6:01:00 AM
Glad my prediction has come true ! Congratulations on your first place win dear friend !
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Date: 7/3/2022 10:36:00 AM
So much passion and authenticity conveyed through the words of this poem, Lasaad. Should be a winner, but I'm not the judge. lol One of the greatest lessons I've leaned in life is we all possess both light and shadow. The one we feed and give our attentions to grows the strongest. The other thing I've learned is my greatest victory, thus far in my life, have been the times I've been given the courage I've asked for and been able to forgive those that have brought me my greatest pain. Bill
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Date: 6/26/2022 9:33:00 AM
I can only complement to what Vijay has voiced here. A stupendous effort at rhyming and a marvelous poem. I am sure you are in for a win ! May our predictions come true, great poet...!
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Date: 6/26/2022 6:50:00 AM
Your poem should win for the tremendous effort you put in to convey your thoughts. Not easy to write such long poems in rhymes. Yet, you do so effortlessly--or, so it seems. Best to you Lasaad for a win with this intellectual discourse you convey.
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Date: 6/26/2022 7:07:00 AM
Really appreciate it, man. And as you know, winning isn't the most important thing to me; rather, it's more important to me to compose poetry of great quality, therefore your praise means the world to me. The art of rhyming is a lot of fun for me, and I get the sense that it's growing simpler and easier to do all the time. Have a nice weekend.