Best 100 Words Poems


Premium Member My 100 Words of Praise

God be praised and thanked for He loves me so
He sees my heart of great awe to His name
My soul that yields to His might---He knows well
As He hears glad words* of trust from doubt's fright
His hands hoist my faith that serves by His grace.

Oh, I sing with joy; my mouth shouts blest hymns
Since the Lord* sets me in His grand best will
Full of peace, bliss, hope, I can share midst care---
His light guides my steps from snares of sin blight
Now freed from hell’s sting, I do live for Him.  

*Isaiah 61:10 I will greatly rejoice in the LORD, my soul shall be joyful in my God; for he hath clothed me with the garments of salvation…

September 18, 2019
Edited on April 29, 2020 
Honorable Mention, "STRAND PICK H, any theme, any form" Poetry Contest Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 4/30/2020.

100 Words About You

100 Words About You

By Gregory L.

They gave me one hundred words to tell the world of you,
I knew before I started that a hundred wouldn’t do.
I wasted three on “I love you”—too common for something this rare,
Spent ten describing your beauty, then wished I had them to spare.

I burned through twenty on your smile, still never caught its light,
Spent fifteen on the peace you bring that lets my soul sleep at night.
Twelve tried explaining why your touch can feel just like home,
Yet without you, every word felt alone.

I spent ninety-nine describing everything that makes you shine,
Then saved the final word to thank God you are—

Mine.

Life In 100 Words

Then...
Born amongst confusion
Orphaned
Left behind
Lost the ones I love
Life was a hot potato
No family
Imagination was my only true friend
In the sky
Crashed in a new land
Unknown
Scared
New faces
Made friends
Lost friends
Found love in music
Found love in writing
Found where my soul belonged
Now...
I am older
I want to be immature
I want to be childish
Life should be new
Grateful for the opportunities
Grateful for the chance at life
Life can slow down
Life can speed up
I cherish every moment
Cause it may never happen again
Tomorrow...



as written when I was 15


100 Words the Closet Door and the Modest Carving

 "...and 
the modist 
carving 
into the 
closet 
door 
read: 

"I do not place my life, nor my trust, 
my belief nor my faith within 
the 
resume 
of man, 
nor within 
his cause. 

For he 
proclaimed, 
is but a 
mere 
farthing 
of his 
merest 
self; 
and not 
of Me. 

He is 
an avid 
boasting; 
ungrateful, 
in the end 
still unwilling 
to know Me 
and share Me 
with all life. 

Yes, time 
is only a 
vergence 
forgone 
to him. 

His final 
day he 
will bring; 
and in the way, 
he brings this 
he cannot rest. 

I am certain of this."  

                                                                                        "Signed: "Peace"



An ever reflective heart, spirit, mind, body, and soul, nice to meet you, friend. 


Some have once called the dreamer as self-serving within the jest that they carry for themselves. 


I have no resume of security, nor the double mind found through shame, pain, without submitting this effort to our Creator. 


I will not seek to please the mere twist of myself. for in applying myself towards this effort, means dishonor in death. 


How best may we serve, because I've said my prayers and am learning, I must apply myself to nothing less? 


If this effort is merely for myself, be forewarned I will lead us off of a cliff with the pigs. 


As I am being moved today, I am being formed into shape.  


I mean to say, I am not the wonton victim today. 


I am my very own jailer alone, no, I have no pardon for myself, all by myself. 


Jesus, come, protect, Jesus, save who needs to be saved, save us from ourselves. 


Jesus, keep us willing, bless us to share You as we will with the truth that carries all of us even in and through the very pain of death. 


Keep the breath of life within us, bless us to save face in Your Presence, let this effort be our only wealth.
© James Long  Create an image from this poem.

100 Words Not For Contest

To be exact of 100 words does 100 count as a word?
If I count 100 as a word then and only then I would have 100 words
Do I include the title as five words confusing but I will try
Do all the letters in the alphabet count as one word each?

So far I have 56 not counting these now 64

Five letters in the alphabet are vowels A E I O U may I count theses to?
Counting words is so much work now I have 90 only 10 to go now 96
I am so tired 101 darn I went over 106
© Bobby May  Create an image from this poem.

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