Best Forgivenessme Poems


Forgive Me

Forgive me Lord for all my past sins that I’ve committed
Help me to feel that through Your love I have been forgiven
I got to move on in my life
Not to continue to wallow in worries, pain or strife
I still struggle with the fact of who I was
Living my life in the streets with hoodlums, thugs, doing drugs
I lost everything in the world that I had
Including my self esteem had me feelings so sad
Lord, I want to love me enough to forgive myself
No longer being that person who’s always so messed up
You said in your word if I continue to trust and believe
To keep on praying soon I’ll feel relieved
So no matter what satan tries and continues to do
I’m going to forgive myself God through loving you.

Jeremiah 31:34b
……for I will forgive their iniquity, and I will
remember their sin no more.
Form: Rhyme

Hurt

When I look into your eyes 
It’s like I am alive
When I touch your hands
It’s like the world ends
When I feel you breathing near me
You can hear my heart skip a beat
We had fun and all the special moments

And then it stopped

I stopped

You hurted me with your lies
And all your fake smiles
But most off all
You hurted me with
Every touch you gave

I will never forget the good 
But will always have the bad

You ruined me, but at the same time
You made me, me
So I thank you for that 
And the fact that, thanks to you
I am me!
© Zetcke Mey  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Narrative

Inspiration Kick Push Lupe Fiasco

Kopastetic
Not even barely breathing chest thumping like a tamburine n
Trying to be decent 
But the whole situation has my chest wheezing head pounding heart leaking for what a bloodclot reason.
The explanation was just weak why not admit defeat when got the speaking
It just ain't kosher if shoe was on the other foot I'd be bowled over tenderized n put in the George forman 
roll-toaster-ry
Open dialect with open mindedness
Even said of how I'm understanding this 
Even tho I was so heated I was shaking n 
This isn't the end becuz it was turned around on me of past tense 
I couldn't even believe this but it did
Get to that extent
Yet it made no sense I open up this hidden agenda that wouldn't have been exposed if I wouldn't have 
looked for why my body had sleep kept from me ......peace
Form: Rhyme


One Last Goodbye

too many late nights out with who knows who

coming home and masturbating to a ***** instead of making love

slapping and pushing me around after coming home drunk

telling me you were out with friends smelling like purfume

lipstick stains around the whole on your boxer shorts

finding your wedding ring in the ashtray of the car 

late night and early morning phone calls that you reject

calling out sick to work to sneak off with eyvette

finding the bed sheets on the floor with wet spots on them

blond pubic hairs on the toliet seat when yours are black

not taking me out in public in the daylight hours

screaming her name at me when we fought ooops you forgot

stealing money from our account to go and get high

then turn around and tell me its all a friggen lie

not going to my mothers funeral or my grandfathers too

abandoning me when i went to prison leaving me all alone

sleeping with my little sister and blaming it on the alcohol

leaving in one outfit returning two days later in something new

changing your cell phone number and not giving it to me

locking me out the house and calling the police

                      you creep

these are the many things i forgive you for

i love you so much i need this to say goodbye

love and forgiveness comes hand and hand

loving and knowing when to walk away is hell

..............................for the jim fish love and forgiveness contest...............................
Form:

Holes In My Shoes

I keep getting holes in my shoes,
and even though I look at reality and shake:
I tell myself that changes are quickly coming
to stop me from wishing;
and what I learn from every mistake...
gives me a chance I can't lose! 

There's no perfection instilled in us,
we'll be tempted and will fall,
but not all will rise to face the new tomorrow;
its a hurdle to make life dull,
and if we are strong enough...  
lady luck will smile to make amends before long! 

I keep getting holes in my shoes,
and be ridiculed for trying something new;
before I took a step back,
and did I have a terrible set-back?
I lost many friends, and the truest one knew:
that persistence wasn't the reason for my blues! 

Just before yesterday I saw those old friends,
and they smiled...as if nothing ever happened;
and to my surprise, they shake my hand 
and truly wished me well with a friendly voice!
Look! It was worth getting holes in my shoes,
taking a step forward without feeling any bruise!  

Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci
me
Form: Ballad

Premium Member Long Good Byes

You left me, oh so, long ago
my baby, my only child
before I wanted to let go
you'd said your first good bye.

For you had so much work to do
you needed space to grow,
and surely could not do so
with a fretting mother in tow.

My son you walk beside me now
rejoined, grown up, a man,
trying to explain to me,
you're doing the best you can.

You didn’t mean to cause me pain
such anxiety and fear
all of those small good byes
were just meant to get you here.

The whole world we gave to you
and it took a quite awhile
to see the sights and sounds 
around to, wander and compile.

Now, you are searching for a wife
hope one day to have a child,
and as you walk beside me
we ponder your learning style.

How each of us has our own path
which parents can’t walk for them.
How children grow to be men
that’s what good byes were for then.


Contest: The Second Hand Emotion
Poet: Debbie Guzzi
 *Love of a child....emotions sadness /anxiety
Form: Quatrain


El Poeta

I once used to pen from my heart, beautiful verses they were
Then my heart i no longer knew, my verses reflected the rival that kept me alive
I lived without it, it held my gift, my pen
The lights were on, no one was home, still i smiled and got by
Past days have brought me closer the person i was always afraid to know
I was scared to know him, his verse is so beautiful, it binds the mind with the heart
The tone of his voice makes images take to life within minds
He has always been with me, why did i deny him for so long
Today is so new, and so is the gift to come, my present
I know him now, his eyes are made of broken stars that feed on dreams
His voice is truly enchanting, he is a poet, his verse shakes my spirit
He holds my heart, slowly they both come to me in aid
I could never run away from them, for that poet i speak of is me
I am the verse that shakes souls, the verse that makes minds imagine dreams to be
Let the old days hold back the memories when i knew him not
I am eduardo, and the poet inside me is eddie together we are edward
From here and on i hold my pen, and my heart is with me once again
The battle is over between us, i love myself again

To the Man Who Almost Killed Me

Don’t involve me in your suicide!
Did you see me coming,
On that lonely alpine bend?

Nowhere to turn,
Cliff wall to the right,
River to the left.

I hit the brakes,
But you kept coming.
Just stay in your lane!

The A.M. shift would miss me this morning.
Instead, they would pry me from my smoking car.
Pain breaking across me with every gasp.

Thanks! I spent Thanksgiving in the I.C.U.      
They carefully knitted my bones with titanium.
I  have a metal souvenir in my knee.

The scars have mostly faded now.
A plastic surgeon reattached my nose.
Still as good looking as ever.   

You could have carried more car insurance.
I spent it well.
But I have questions.

What were you drinking that night?
Why did you try to drive?
Why did you choose me?

Guess it doesn’t matter now!
It was you last drink.
The front end of my car was your last vision.

It is eerie to be apart of a stranger’s death.
Even just as a misfortunate target.
Our opposing forces snuffed your life.

You did not suffer like I did.
I still remember their coded description.
D.O.A. (Better known as dead on arrival.)

If somehow I could say three words,
To your drunken face,
It would sound like this,


                                                  “I forgive you.”

Begging For a Second Chance

Fall from Heaven's arms,
land on her "half-sister".
Look through the garden's eyes.
Still, I miss her.

Let me crawl with nature
or fly with the stars.
Landing on the "half-sister"
won't take me very far.

Treat me not with shame,
cuddle with me, my pride,
because dignity will take you far,
but wrong can't easily calm the tide.

I beg with honesty
forbidden from her land of peace,
for she call me, not again.
Not even prayers she answer at the very least.

Kill not, my hope.
Kill not, my freedom,
but don't treat me wrong,
like Adam and Eve have done.

Take me with you,
for i fly with broken wings.
Grant me my soul,
with the words that sing.

When Pride Ruins Others

One sin that annoys me most and takes me for a real ride,
Is when someone will not see their mistakes due to pride,
They will make you feel guilty and push every bit of blame,
Even when you showed love when they showed you shame.

Nothing makes one weep more and watering eyes like rain,
They never say I am sorry PUBLICALLY for causing you  pain,
In this particular case I know I am right and this is very true,
But I will not stop writing poetry where I am because of you.


~~~~~~~
Form: Quatrain

Bolt From the Blue

I walked a long time on this earth with blinkers on my eyes
When one day suddenly I was struck by a bolt from the sky
Hey you down there what do you think of yourself?
I’m going to take away your health and your wealth
I had strutted like a peacock and preyed like a panther 
On the weak and the humble and on those who did’nt matter
Down went my scrips and I went broke
My heart could’nt take it and I got a stroke
Strapped to the bed, my body turned to lead
All I could wish for was to be dead
In my anguish I cried out aloud
Oh God if possible please lift up this dark cloud
I am sorry it is to you I have caused utter grief
Please give me another chance, I’ll  turn over a new leaf
God made me swallow a bitter pill indeed
To put aright all my misdeeds
But then He took away all my ills
And within me a new spirit instilled
me
Form: Couplet

Forgive

I forgive you for the things you use to say
I forgive you for the unfulfilled promises you made
I forgive you for the pain you put me through
And know in my heart I never hated you

I forgive you for the way you treated me
I forgive you for the many years you left me 
I forgive you for not taking responsibility
And know I never wanted to stop believing in you

I forgive you for the tears I cried at night
I forgive you for things you did that weren't so right
I forgive you for the pain filled days and endless sleepless night
Just know I'm still waiting for you to make your wrongs right

I forgive you for all that has happened
Now you must forgive yourself to
I don't forgive you for just you but for me to
Go ahead and do the same thing
I forgive you daddy
So does HE

Now the question is 
Do you forgive yourself or are you still
Living in the past where you'll never be set free. . . .
Form:

Ghost

i saw a ghost against my wall,
it made my skin just crawl crawl crawl,
it made me shiver to the bone,
because i knew i was not alone,
i tried to sent it to the light,
but man, did it give me a hell of a fright,
i heard it holler and i heard it roar,
then i heard it slam the door,
i had to pray, to the lord above,
i had to ask for forgiveness and love,
god came and sent this demon away,
and that is how it has always stayed
Form: Rhyme

I Think It's Called Love

As the days pass by,
They seem to creep.
Cause it seems no matter how hard I try,
I can't fix the leak.
The leak is deep inside my heart,
Within this body its falling apart.
It seems my heart has crumpled and died,
Because all I done at the end was cheat and lie.
I'll never forget the look in your eyes,
The day you told me goodbye.
It made me want to fall off the face of the earth and die.
When I was with you I never felt so alive,
I try to move on,
But no matter how hard I try,
The thought of you never leaves my mind.
I wish I could change things,
go back in time,
But no matter how bad I want to,
I'm just a normal ole guy.
Just a normal ole guy wanting to be loved,
And forgiven for what all he has done.
I don't know why i feel this way,
But then again,
I think its called love.
Form:

His Blood Still Runs Through My Veins

Was he a great father,
like the others were?
Should I indefinitely hate him,
and still despise his arrogance...
when I asked for understanding?
I saw less and less of that father figure,
as he occupied himself with wrongdoings,
neglecting a child's feelings...
 
His blood still runs through my veins,
and this undeniable truth is the intruder 
that should make me aware of his faults:
when temptation surpasses judgement, 
and silence is a dreadful deceiver...
to keep everything to myself,
and subside any sublime emotion about to rise,
which any good soul should be able to express!
Father, you are dead...buried for decades
into the family's well-kept chapel;
all that is missing is the sight of an angel,
and my presence to mourn your death!     

How can you justify yourself,
if the grave won't allow anyone to speak?
Before death carried you to a different place,
where all senses cease to induce a long sleep,
none other than certitude afflicted me 
more than a condemnation so cruel
from an endless God of mercy!
If Hell is only for the wicked ones,
and Heaven is only for the good ones;
why do we need a Judgement Day?
Let my opinion be so controversial,
to oppose a doctrine that's so universal!

His blood still runs through my veins,
and these genes are a reflection of what he was alike;
and to repress my gender and be ashamed of him,
would be wrong and dishonorable on my part!
Form: Lyric

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