Admitting Poems - Poems about Admitting

It's you who disturb my mind, The mind might be active in your dreams. It's you who bring peace to my heart, Because you grab all my attention into your eyes. If you lie, then let me completely be in your lie, But only one lie that I am not yours!— How faithful your shadow might feel! That it is attached to...

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S Such is our flesh, natural "man" I In the language of Testaments, we plan N Not only to enjoy our sins, but confess sans decorum and plan NOTE: Norman Grubb on TESTIMONY advises one ought to confess ones hates and lusts, but in general terms, notvso detailed that hearers and confessor, take delight in...

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Be we stupid or stunningly clever, be we saintly or bad or whatever, when admitting we’re wrong, we will sing the same song. Its refrain: “I was wrong, yes... however..."...

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I’m tired of ironing out the creases from the same screwed up old shirt That you so carelessly sling in the corner Efforts wasted, the metal blisters me with hurt I’m tired of hoping the sun still rises When your storms bring more bad weather I’m tired of trying to keep the pages of this book binded When you...

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About Trump We Must Be Admitting About Trump what we must be admitting; If his childish behavior he is not quitting; Big bother be; No tranquility; Will need much more aid and babysitting. Jim Horn MSNBC and ABC seem to match my way of thinking. They represent a combined 75% of our total population. So guess I must fit there somewhere....

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Admitting Than Quitting Was truly my style to start sitting, While all my bad habits admitting; Started to count them one by one; Then when I was finished and done Them concurrently started quitting. What else is there left I should say Should make mine Poem of the Day And if the day has become bleak Can also make it Poem of the Week Have...

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Sometimes I am bothered by the haunted heart in him He hides the person from deep within, The kind who fears regret now tries hard - Defying mistakes as cautioned as he maybe Disguising loneliness in fraud of falling in love, He earned his master’s I've seen him smile without a joy Those bright eyes, now becomes smoky gray Like it left...

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I can take rejections; revise each line... and understand what really went wrong. It would be selfish to expect to win; yes, they deserve the glory... no, not I....

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