Best As Many(A) Poems

For miles silence reigns
For years solitude,
My heart is heavy
My spirit low
And I have a long way to go.

In life's eternal journey
I walk alone,
The night is dark
Somewhere yonder
lies my home
And I must traverse
many a silent shore.

I cannot laugh
Try as I may,
I cannot bring
myself to weep,
My joys...

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Crown Him, Our Christ!

When the saints march forward 
Win the spiritual warfare in their bid
To prevail against the bits 
Of don'ts
When heart- darkened sinners
Are saved,transformed
Are able to abide by the nook
Of the do's
We can with every confidence
Rock our regal swivel chairs
And say Christ has done...

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Love Weighs Souls, Says Both Hearts And God Above

They say that the human soul has no weight
They that have not felt heavy hand of fate
Shouting man is born but a fleshly shell
And there is no heaven, there is no Hell
The soul once broken sets a...

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Recruit Division

I never applied to join the Army, a nice man phoned me,
He said I was the type they liked, with a steel certainty,
Plus he happened to mention the nurses on the way,
And the simple matter of doubling up my pay,
I signed.

So after having passed...

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Some wounds may run so deep
They never fully heal
Until you discuss how you feel 
To the one who wounded you
It may not be easy
But heal your wounds with a band aid of love.

It may not be easy to forgive
Especially if it stops you live
And takes...

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When Cupid fired an arrow in the air,
Where it might land?  He did not care!
His only intent?  To lighten his quiver,
When he shot his barbed Love dart thither!
So came the time, or so twas said,
That another odd couple, came to wed.

On their great...

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MATTERS OF LIFE AND DEATH
Isn’t life short, today here tomorrow gone.
Switching the world off, turning eternity on.
How many before us, in the world have lived?
Just in a short while, to embrace their grief.
Many sort and earned great treasures
Many lived chasing around pleasures.
One moment masters of...

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Words
are
Like Birds
 
They fly out of clear blue skies,
out of thick gray smother,
out of black thunderclouds,
out of serine, colourful sunsets.

Words may be like Majestic, Eagles,
swift and elusive as Humming Birds,
enlightening and silent as wise old Owls,
or as irresponsible as the Cuckoo Bird.

Words may be like...

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The mighty warlord shakes his fist and sends his troops to the abyss
Families broken and torn because of an oath that was sworn
Fathers and sons die in vain but no one can feel their pain
Mothers cry as their children are sent off to die
Innocent blood...

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Thou moon child!

   Thou singeth love on the eve of circular whims, 

   and the whole world wide is thy disguise;

   the glint of wine in the stead of wild romance....


When making thy fermenting tides, she prancing 

 ...

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As I stayed by my window watching the reddish-
yellow sunset while the sky was a bit wailing
It reflected onto the ocean as the sun reflects onto the moon
wave upon wave as many a grouped of penguin was
playing at the coastline while some was swimming,
their minds...

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The force of the righteous is full of the misguided, a forsaken realm to which we're never invited.  
The gullible minds of weakness, led by their own obliqueness.
"Take your children (Psalms)  and thrash them about the sharp edged rocks"...
Thus is one of the...

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Asper sweaty palms, 
and other physiological ills
nothing beats infusion of
spine tingling electrifying chills -
experiencing psychological nirvana,
(nope NOT even 
prescription medication pills)

except attaining, experiencing, and succumbing
delivering to bodily flesh, sans
nightly cathartic, intrinsic dream changing stills
and pacific inner calm gained,
thru shuteye, which tranquility
vis a vis REM hark...

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these places 
have keys 
the doors are open
you don't need it, the key

what do you want 
once you get inside this or that room?
as you sift through these boxes, drawers
room fulls of people, these faces
you only barely see, touch, or smell them...

working them over is...

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It's all the way in the ignorant dark
I have my small steps put forth in my stride
As some light visible beyond blinds arc
Favoring the fear of strife, lest I hide
As many a mind have asked me to cease
For I leave them mine defiant deaf hear
To...

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