Best Cleanse Poems


Premium Member A Forest Soul Cleanse

“And into the forest I go to lose my mind and find my soul.” - John Muir



The forest is a calm spiritual place,
a balsam scented and serene space.
Rabbits hide in mossy dens,
with fresh mushroom gems.
Magical!
Cleanse.
Fanciful,
trees, flowers and stems.
Where creatures sleep and some race.
A place to treat with kindness and grace,
the forest is a calm spiritual place.


1/21/23
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Cleanse Me

I want to take a shower
Not the kind with shampoos or soaps  
I want to get soaking wet 
With your passion and your sweat
 I've been thinking of you all day long  
I had to touch myself
Now that you're in my sights
I could really use your help....

When we are done
Are nice and clean
It's into your arms I go
So I can safely dream.....

Premium Member The Storm

Distant sounds
Of thunder
White clouds turn gray
Darkness moves in
Lightning strikes
As the storm begins
Wind and rain
Pouring down
Cleansing the pain
It washes away
Fresh
Renewed
Clean as can be
The storm it came
And set me free


Premium Member My Pen

In tears and sorrow
                                          it would be
                                      When I lay down
                                             my pen
                                       If never I could
                                         Cleanse my 
                                             heart 
                                       Through poetry 
                                             again
          

                                   'Bite Size Poem no.5'

Cleanse Time......

Oh to cleanse time, a different life.
A life and time when all's true smile.

Oh to cleanse time, to cleanse the slate,
to go back to a time, before pain.

Oh to cleanse time when love was new,
the beginning’s so beautiful; memories 
won’t leave you.

Oh to cleanse time when you knew
the true me and, I the true you.

Oh to cleanse time, before chemicals
addiction; oh reason to celebrate with
just smiles you re using.

Oh to cleanse time, when free not a,
dream. A time for life, a life's new 
meaning.

My time being cleansed, a voice on
the line. A time to cleanse the lonely,
leave lonely behind.
Tess...

Cleanse Without a Knife

My body's on screen
The see through of me
And I'm clean

Never felt so free

My hearts a machine
My lungs make me breath 
Their function is seen

The picture of health was my dream

I stand here and work
My glowing metalurg 
My magic is out
On a truck and then a plane
All around your world

Health's our life 
We work it right
Crystal clear
Like the sun in all its might

The rainbows shine
After rains 
We strive
To make you smile
We have actively 
enhanced a life

We tare atoms apart
We radiate from the past
Cleanse without a knife
Actively enhancing life

Make it count 
Think it safe
Make it count 
Watch your way
Stay a hand
In the way
Of cancer 
Everyday


Premium Member - Intensive Colon Cleanse -

Crows are scavengers

                     ... they eat dog poop in my garden every day

                     When I bring my shovel and bag they scream :
  
                                ... "we want more .... more" ...

                                          ... they love it

                                               A crow

                               will fight over a dead man's flesh

                                But, stay away from my garden








07.06.2019
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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Premium Member Anger Does Not Cleanse the Wounded Soul

Anger does not cleanse the wounded soul;
Invites no healing to the bosom scarring
By thoughtless word or unintended scroll.

‘Tis more than hurt the mind so marring
Nurtures the malignancy that sears inside
Invites no healing to the bosom scarring—

The constant ache signals the ailing pride
Self-loathing eroding from deep within,
Nurtures the malignancy that sears inside.

More than merely misnomer’d fragile skin
One’s whole being suffers from self-defeat
Self-loathing eroding from deep within.

From crippling anger the soul must retreat
Before the whole personality is eaten alive
One’s whole being suffers from self-defeat.

One so consumed must want to thrive
Anger does not cleanse the wounded soul,
Before the whole personality is eaten alive
By thoughtless word or unintended scroll.

Cleanse, To Plant 'A Seed of Virtue'

Cleanse - To plant 'A Seed of Virtue'...!


Cleanse my mind, cleanse my heart 
and cleanse my thought I pray;
seething anger, insatiable desire
and pangs of fear way-lay!

Easy prey for stimulant, that prowls 
for a hunt and looks out to vent;
feeds on from incubates in the mind,
held by an incidental stent!

Feelings follow thoughts without a barrier,
like fire and heat awaiting a pyre;
to drag me down, scuffle with me to drown -
deep into awaiting quagmire!

Stuttering words spew venom on,
maybe in offence or in defence;
sequel to inward feeling in a spurt, 
finding no way to renounce.

After what is told and heard comes action,
all without knowing - true notion;
waxing and waning emotions, only herding,
mind and intellect to utter commotion!

Does it matter to look at cause and effect,
as a 'dent' done once is done forever;
chinks tinkered, brought back to course -
visible and invisible scars - be guised never!

Repentance may dawn on own guilt - haunt
and later steer towards an apology;
but, the heart and mind of the victim 
though has distanced itself beyond 'apogee'!

Sure to help if the thought is reigned,
curbed well or changed in course;
asserted and affirmed on a positive note 
will not head-on to anything so coarse!

Plant the seed of virtue in thought and see it
transcend in nature - to boast and hold a toast;
it always does a lot of good to remember the dictum 
that "anger first consumes the host"!
© Ram Ram  Create an image from this poem.


Cleanse

C ompiling drops of coated beauty,
L ightly crooning simplicity among
E arly blossoms of blooming colors,
A rdent sensations chant along…
N umerous droplets of tender rain, 
S hall sluice upon ebony pain, and shall
E ternally sway among the ivory of skies,
                                                       Cleansing…

Cleanse Me Oh Lord

With you redeeming blood o Lord
Cleanse me this hour
Sprinkle all over me your blood
Let me feel its redeeming power.

I'm now a repentant child
My being has become synonymous with sin
I want to feel your redeeming power so mild
I need to become clean.

I've dined enough with the devil
I want to be with you from season to season
They say your redeeming blood is a marvel
Can I ever be forgiven?

Look down upon me compassionately
Sanctify my being
Touch me o Lord reassuringly
So I'll be worthy of entering heaven.

Jsus Needs To Cleanse the Sin In Churches Today

Jesus Needs to Cleanse The Sin In Our Churches Today!

Many in church allow things in their life, that don’t belong!
This is why they’re weak,
 and not spiritually strong!

So much filth from the world is what’s often enjoyed…
While so many lives are being spiritually destroyed!

Even prayer time seems to be a “thing of the past.”
Many want “cheap thrills…”  And they want them fast!

Any kind of holy living is often being replaced.
“Anything goes,” as long as it brings a “smiling face.”

“If it feels good, do it!”  Seems to be the “new rule.”
“We don’t want to offend anyone.”  “We want to be cool!”

Many want to have services that are called “contemporary.”
Whatever “peace” and “love,”
 many have…   Is just temporary!

Many don’t want to hear about God’s holy way of living.
“All is o.k.”  As long as they go on Sunday and keep giving!

Any respect for God’s house is often “thrown out the door.”
God’s convicting presence, they don’t want anymore!

It’s about the numbers, and how many people come in…
“Let’s not offend anyone.”  “Let’s no preach about sin!”

The truth of God’s word has too often been watered down.
Would God himself, would be welcomed on their side of town?

It’s time for a Holy Ghost shaking of the wickedness within!
It’s time we preach on what is holy, and what is SIN!

Judgment shall begin at God’s house.  It’s almost here!
Christ is coming soon!  His return is very near!

Please come Lord Jesus! And restore our churches today!
We need your cleansing power! 
 And our sins washed away!

By Jim Pemberton   05/10/13

Cleanse This House

God grant me 
The ability to have peace
In this house 
From the decease
Banish them all
For the rest of their days 
So I don't have to suffer 
From their evil ways 
I know I cant see em 
But I know their there
Cause i can feel their presence
In the still frigid air
They seem to match me 
Step for step 
Though I cant seem them
I feel their breath on my neck
In the midst of the dark
As i drift off to dream 
I'm startled stiff from the sound
Of demons when they scream
I sit straight up 
And am frozen in place 
I try to cover up 
As i wipe the sweat from my face 
Hear my cries oh lord 
Our god of mercy 
Protect this house and my soul 
From that which that which tries to 
hurt me
Come into this house 
And stake your claim
Evil and demons be gone 
Hallowed be thy name

Jesus Needs To Cleanse Our Churches Today

Jesus Needs to Cleanse The Sin In Our Churches Today!

Many in church allow things in their life, that don’t belong!
This is why they’re weak,
 and not spiritually strong!

So much filth from the world is what’s often enjoyed…
While so many lives are being spiritually destroyed!

Even prayer time seems to be a “thing of the past.”
Many want “cheap thrills…”  And they want them fast!

Any kind of holy living is often being replaced.
“Anything goes,” as long as it brings a “smiling face.”

“If it feels good, do it!”  Seems to be the “new rule.”
“We don’t want to offend anyone.”  “We want to be cool!”

Many want to have services that are called “contemporary.”
Whatever “peace” and “love,”
 many have…   Is just temporary!

Many don’t want to hear about God’s holy way of living.
“All is o.k.”  As long as they go on Sunday and keep giving!

Any respect for God’s house is often “thrown out the door.”
God’s convicting presence, they don’t want anymore!

It’s about the numbers, and how people come in…
“Let’s not offend anyone.”  “Let’s no preach about sin!”

The truth of God’s word has too often been watered down.
Would God himself, would be welcomed on their side of town?

It’s time for a Holy Ghost shaking of the wickedness within!
It’s time we preach on what is holy, and what is SIN!

Judgment shall begin at God’s house.  It’s almost here!
Christ is coming soon!  His return is very near!

Please come Lord Jesus! And restore our churches today!
We need your cleansing power! 
 And our sins washed away!

By Jim Pemberton

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