Answer Poems - Poems about Answer

There is no God in this lightbulb. Only the slow hum of its dying. My shadow curls in the shape of a fetus on the tile floor, unwanted by chairs, forgotten by the table. I sip yesterday's coffee like a ritual. Cold. Black. It does not speak to me but I pretend it does. The walls are beige and unjudging. They do not hate me. They simply...

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June 13 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Job 40-42 Key Verse – Job 40:1-2 Moreover the Lord answered Job, and said, Shall he that contendeth with the Almighty instruct him? he that reproveth God, let him answer it. FAITH IN GOD WHOSE ANSWER INSTRUCTS US God gives us answer that instructs us to pursue...

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Just name the day, and I will be there. This morning, the notification bells woke me up. With sleep still in my eyes, I reached for my phone. The tone lingered from that text in my ear: "Annie, I love you, despite the tears." We cannot ignore the world and...

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Angel's always answer, Life's tiny dancer, They hear all the banter. Enhance your understanding, We can be demanding, Constantly planning, Standing in our own way. Whispers come through all day, Through what others may say, Or what you see play out, Release your doubt, And how you want it to turn out, Angel's hear you...

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You ride through shadows, chasing dawn, But you never saw the storm you spawned. I’m not the girl you left behind-- I walk the dark with purpose, spine. Your wheels may spin on borrowed fate, But I was born to navigate. I don't chase ghosts or beg for grace; I set my fire and claim my place. The night knows me--I wear its...

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You don’t owe me anything. That’s the difference now. You're not asking. I'm not hinting for less. No one is dressing it up as metaphor. But I did leave something where you’d see it. Not a trap— more like a record that could be interpreted as invitation. Of what? Of how long the echo held after your part went missing. That’s all. I won’t chase it. I won’t rephrase. But if something...

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What is beauty? Can I sing to it? Can I bathe it in Honeydew lotion and read it ancient love poems as it fights the gravity of sleep? Can I feed it pureed applesauce and wipe its dripping face clean? Can I hold it in my arms and feel the weight of infinite potentials I will carry on my shoulders until it finds place for them on...

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One day as I laid in the ER bed. Thoughts of dying ran thru my head. This time I thought, I might not pull thru. Lord I'm not sure how, but I must trust You. I surrendered my fear to Him and just let go. I was trying to predict an end that I didn't know. Suddenly two people came my...

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Original poem: Tera hona jaise koi khwaab lgta hai Koi puche ishq kya hai To tu uska jawab lagta hai Khoyi hu mai jisme Tu wo khayaal lagta hai Uljhi hu mai jisme Tu wo sawaal lagta hai Mai sochti hu Jo kahaniya Tu uski kitaab lgta hai Koi agr puche ishq kya hai to tu uska jawab lgta hai!! Translation: Your presence feels...

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Before you ask The answer is no I will never surrender courage For a place of defeat and storage I will not abandon faith For a worthless attachment to an uncertain estate I refuse to relinquish love For a well-fitted but counterfeit glove I cannot renounce my goal For a destination that ambushes my true role I will not forsake confidence For a river that runs...

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I remember a guy who is Going to get married I asked him "What's your love for her?" He said "She keeps my peace as I keep her." This sounds to me like thunder Among the clear sky Came a lot of needles How come peace was not In remembrance to this It would sound easy Not to upset a person I thought so much ponder As I smile...

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To be feared or to be loved A king contemplates No right answer can be had...

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decision Buddha decide there is no mission i hate light they will ever speak never spear my ink's my ink's compass truist again, decide we aren't a mission tall clouds can't be ware? limp and mundane wags know feedbacks concepts? forty twenty seven seven sentences won many to still your next kick kicks, gone out of timecards my autumns a grain only a single grain know fame just independence...

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‘To be, or not to be: that is the question’ (Hamlet, Act 3, Scene 1) by Shakespeare the scary part-what if there is no answer ...

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I must be the only Living being To understand that Question exists For in the path gone It seems my question remains Unanswered Remains ridiculed So what makes Any sinner better than me as sinner? Am I the only sinner in this entire world? And the rest of humanity Are the perfect glorified... What the perfect glorified Requires answered Is that God forgave...

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