Best Howbeit Poems

The tears well up, and scarce could she not moan
When father, brother, husband, all have died.
She now has no possessions, neither home,
But travels to a distant, unknown land:
Once so secure, yet now compelled to roam;
Once rich in love, she treads through foreign sands.
Her weary feet...

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KJV: Isaiah 2:4, " ... they shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruninghooks:" ... by Isaiah son of Amoz re last days of Judah & Jerusalem

Insomuch, the northern rains be as brief,
and the winds tear the southern plains relief,
sobeit, that the...

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Aduke
Beat the sky to coma
With the string of your heartbeat
I will wait for the striving thunder
Then seize the light from coming

Aduke
Smile back at the rain
Your love has developed wings
To dance to jerusalem
Howbeit we've come to the end of the road
When I needed you more.

Aduke 
Dance...

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Birds don't fly with clipped wings
But here you are; flirtatious beyond boundaries. Now gazing at the limitless sky.
Take courage, you've cried enough. Wipe away the tears. Now is the time to take the reins.
In stale air, in every weakness, in every breathless state; all brought...

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Speedier than lickety-split
Ready to jump tall structures in a hit
More powerful than an electric bolt 
In a solitary bounding jolt

Look up in the sky! 
It's a creature, lowly flying high
Think, it's a robot, I admit 
Hmm, what is it?

Our own selves underneath, the vapid worn-out...

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God showed Himself to me through my parents firstly
Appearing with their sweet smile, welcoming me warmly
Manifesting fatherly kindness wondrously
Highlighting maternal love-care abundantly.
   
     Growing, I was acquainted with God midst home’s bliss
     Where teaching of...

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The day you conceived me in your womb
I greeted my creator with a thousand thanks
In your womb i laid happily and grateful
I merely died of laughter in there because
You harboured me in your womb like a god
You have a dancing shoes with nimbles soles
Whilst i...

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I was then and I am now, 		
Never a time when I wasn’t around, 
Warm I am, howbeit frigid I can be, 
Been through times when have been on my knees.
Always to lift both spirits and sand,
Across the sea, lashing at the stands,
 
The forests...

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Homeward, on an hungry belly
En-route a quick long trek, perhaps
It’s the hard day-after-day norm
And the poor little boy is mind-full
He deserves some respite– 
and even more
If only to furnish a compleat cycle

But, couching in an utopian suite,
was miles from the priority– 
‘twas scarce and sparse;
like...

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Poem Title: “SAD FACTS”
By: Amb. Woyea Writes
Date: April 19, 2022

Certainly, not wholly,
Life stretches its,
hands-of noble souls, 
noble hearts are transformed,
not for the best,
but the worst.

Dreams and aspirations,
Not realized are gone.
Notwithstanding, the pain of sowing,
without reaping. Education without success
plans without implementation,
projects without completion,
school without graduation. 

One...

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Turn me on animator
I have nowhere else to go with these suit-cases 
Will you play one for us tonight
If we promise to forget the plate glass?
Will you pick the noise from the silence? 

The further the wager squanders,
My smile leaps across the maritime prospect 
The...

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Here, me on the shore,
Botched to retrospect the apathy of the world.
One in charity, one in triumphant,
Herein lays a callous heart without remorse. 

Here, me on a mission to win,
Unkempt the very thing I wanna covet.
The tasks without forbearance is annoying.
Herein lays the gimmick of...

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A Conquest- Last line prompt





When ink of romance
subdues respect for nature,
Exploitation begins
treasures seem perpetual,

Obliterated thoughts
drop down the curtains,
Devastation knocks 
on constant failure to unveil,

A wake up call, wake up
with hunger to introspect,
Satiate this appetite
howbeit, the fancy foods,

A conquest .... 
for luscious bequests
bestowed by Him,
Instead of...

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"LEST YE YOURSELF BE JUDGED.”



Spite simmers, in a cauldron stirred by Hate,
Infecting those, past trials rend, inward blind.
Whose toxic thoughts spill forth, in verbal spate,
Some poisonous concoction of their mind.
Howbeit, they themselves are far from pure;
For all are prone to miss the mark, and groan.
Revenge,...

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Athwart Without Surcease — Edzel

Erelong the sphere was contrived,
intrinsically safe with His arms.
Born— soon derived,
and molded from His heart so warm.

Fain to live,
hight to be a no man in an island.
Sith ere He do forgive,
our sins be reprimand.

Teened with so many misdeed,
but He do acquit;
our...

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