Believes Poems - Poems about Believes

Strutting in place Message defaced Words left to spew Bombast in view Worshipping mirrors Begging for fame Image debasing Vanity’s — claim (The New Room: March, 2025) ...

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This Dame no longer believes in luck even my existence doesn’t make it real I’m the spitting image of prosperity still she doesn’t believe.. not at all sitting here wishing for another time another day another melancholy face what turned your brandy bitter what turned all those dreams sober eyes that would always roll the dice that inner light has become...

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The tortured Poet Expresses only that which they truly believe No matter how hard That truth is to accept Or to tell As the truth is hard Sometimes may even be taken And misinterpreted as a lack of care Whereas a poet who paints pictures Unto others about hope and the joy of life Personally to me are choosing to be rather a Non believer Of...

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Everyone believes it Who told you that? I don't need telling. I know it's a fact A fact for you It may not be factual to another. They have thoughts too Thoughts you would like to smother/ I know a fact if proven true Is, in fact, a fact But how can you say Everyone believes it When they are not as informed as you Get your facts...

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When things are good pray the more; I will overcome the those walks in the valley’s of death MY SOUL BELIEVES GOD- My soul has sight based on my information My soul has Inner sight ~ MY SOUL BELIEVES GOD- I see these truths evident O’ Lord cleanse my, mind Inter-eyes MY SOUL BELIEVES GOD- Help me lead me to see, clearer FOR MY SOUL BELIEVES...

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These are the Aborigines We have ruined there lives It is time to say sorry and meaningful goodbyes We had different believes and stories to tell But not all of them were happy They weren’t settling down very well And I am sorry to say, the war was hell! They got there swords and spears And we’re ready to fight But...

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Introduction: one of the nice aspects of having an oeuvre as a poet is the ability to see where you have changed over the years. this is such a poem where i can see the step from the eristic with a quiver full of quodlibets to the fruition of a close relationship with God. here...

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When one believes, That God has chosen him for a special mission to accomplish, He has to do everything in his power, Not to disappoint, our Lord, for putting HIS trust, On him. © Demetrios Trifiatis 22 December 2021...

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Dutiful chaos, the structure divinity chose Symbiosis brims with stoicism elemental Due decay faithfully fathers subsequent growth Gracious renewal rebounds with tennis...

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She no longer wears a habit, our nun. Does this make her less holy? Certainly not. She has been called penguin, our nun. By those who have not been called to serve And are confused by her faith. She does not seek extra attention, fortune or fame. She works selflessly Helping others She spends her life mothering children not of her...

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Now there's no old man sitting there, just an empty rocking chair. But the things he said will always be around. The Gambler is now at rest, on a train bound for nowhere., and sometimes all the nights can be so long. I've longed for love like everyone else does, longing for shelter from all that we see. While she lays...

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Nobody believes me! We are killing ourselves and each other everyday. And no, we don't need a gun. But, come on, they tell me, Stop being a party pooper! No, I won't get on the train of yours. Anymore than "Old  Sparky." The train called "Technology Express" Heading down all nations, ruining brains, and bodies with no discrimination. The engineer called WiFi infecting all. It's not my...

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Where is my love Where could she be Somewhere out there my poor heart seeks On some lonely street as I pass by a crowd I thought I might have heard her speak Is it you I need to know Telling eyes would surely show A voice behind your smile Would lift my heart up to the sky But a chill comes over me When...

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You break down and cry as you watch him go; for you never thought he'd ever do so. And you're still struggling to understand why; as you watch him go, you break down and cry. You feel your heart break the moment he leaves; love's not enough when only one believes. The joy in your heart morphs into an ache; the moment...

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If someone disbelieves you, it’s his will Your choice matters more than anyone Follow your desire like wind over the hill When you get there, catch a glimpse of the sun Earned your guests in a certain level of kindness It is a decree of sure winning your fellow’s trust Repair false service to free them from blindness While I serve,...

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