Best Lovefather Poems


A Special Place

*** I would like to give a shout out to the lovely Scarlett Williams who inspired this
thought... These feelings have been bottled deep inside me for many years and needed to be
released.... Thank you my dear...***

 She is devout catholic with a strict religious family...
 VERY strict...
 I met her in college..
 Her father was the dean of students....
 Could not stand me... 
She was pure when we met, it took three months... 
I fell deep in love well before sex.... 
Her mother loved me, her sister loved me even her Chihuahua loved me.. 
Her father thought I was a dog, which I was.. I am not going to lie....
She changed that about me, caged that animal... 
I fell deep in love.... 
Well, 
after two years together her father one weekend decided on a motorcycle trip... 
His front tire exploded at 70 MPH and he was thrown 150 yards down the freeway... 
Nearly died and he lost 45% of his memory... 
She was devastated, 
I became a stranger..... 
I have been through many since and have not found a woman who can
 capture my intrigue.... 
Make me fall once again... 
I yearn for that!!!
 I meet girls
 I NEED a woman

 I hold no hatred for her... 
She will always hold a special place in my heart... 
She changed my life, 
brought me into a new world.. 
I have many fond memories.. 
Like a picnic in the Oquirhh mountains in S.L.C. next to a spring... 
We ate, talked and made love... 
It was beautiful... 
We had something special... 
That was the past and will forever be... 
A memory..... 
 She WAS the love of my life... 

I look forward to creating new memories with.............


Jared Pickett
5/15/2010
Asavvy1

A Letter To Dad

If only I could talk to God face to face today,
I wonder what I could bring myself to say.
Would I try to point out how good I am,
Or maybe apologize for always seeming to get myself into jams.

Would I have the nerve to look our Father in the face,
Knowing that I don’t truly deserve His loving grace.
Could I touch those precious hands of Christ,
Knowing the pain He suffered and the reason of His sacrifice.

He shed His blood till there was none,
Abused, beaten, and nailed to that cross, God’s only Son.
And even in His pain filled mind,
He asked His Father to forgive us, how could He be that kind.

So  Father if I could speak with You today,
I don’t think I could muster any words to say.
Except maybe how much I love You, and how much I know that You love me,
And I am trying so hard to be the man You want me to be.



Inspired by: If You Could Talk to God: Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Matt Caliri

Premium Member Famous Fathers

FAMOUS FATHERS


George Washington was the father of our country
James Brown the father of soul
Duke Ellington the father of jazz
Elvis of rock and roll

Each one of these men was famous
As history books will attest
But our Father who art in Heaven
Is the one we should know best

These other fathers, though famous
Have nothing but their reputation
But God, our Heavenly Father
Gave us the plan for our salvation

This was all made possible
By the death of His Son on the cross
He died for the sins of the world
So that none should have to be lost

But consider your earthly father
Remember all that  he gave
Recall that he taught you of Jesus 
Praying that you would be saved

So now through your Heavenly Father
Follow your earthly father's desire
Let the wonderful plan of salvation
Save you from the heat of hell's fire

Come and kneel at the altar
Let Jesus show you the way
This will honor your father
And you'll have a great  Father's Day


	Curtis Moorman
	Father's Day 2004


Patradoot Or the Messenger 1 Many

Patradoot or The Messenger  1/Many


English version by Ravindra K Kapoor


I am in meditation for the same God,

Whom you also pray, praise and meditate,

You who is born from my hand and pen,

Have a better destiny than your originator.


Ravindra

Kanpur India  9th May 2010		to continue in 02/Many

Note: The entire poetry work  created by my father 
is addressed to a Letter.


Transliteration of Hindi poem in English- Patradoot or the Messenger.


Main  Bhi Dhyata,  Usi Murti Ka

Tu Bhi Dhyan Lagata  Hai,

Mere  Kar Se Janmaa Tu,

Mujhse Saubhagya, Bada Tera Hai.


Original work in Hindi written by my late father Late Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
way back in 1932.

English version is more than the exact translation of my 
father’s Patradoot or the Messenger.

Protected as per Poetry Soup’s copy write protections

We Are the Beloved

Our Father God loves us so much He sent His only begotten Son
to guide us, to comfort until our time on earth was done
Jesus the Christ our Brother of whom our Father God was very pleased
He was a beloved son but His life was not a breeze
His greatest claim was that He knew how much by our Father God He was loved
thus He led an authentic life in preparation for His place up above

At the core of our being some of us are truly unaware 
of who we are?, why we are here? and if anybody cares
we've allowed our existence to be determined by what the media and society dictates
we don't believe we are loved by God and thus we're weak in our faith
we need to believe that we are loved unconditionally by Father God
for we are His beloved children, the children of His heart
God told us to have no fear and that He would always be right there
He told us He would never leave us nor of us would He forsake
He told us to trust in Him and to hold on to our faith

We shouldn't trust in worldly things that can't give us comfort nor care
we can only trust in the Spirit of the Lord which is everywhere
unconditional, unlimited is God's love, mercy and grace
remember all the blessings in our lives He has placed
we are the beloved, beloved by the Lord Christ
we are the beloved for the rest of our lives

We need to let the presence of the Holy Spirit which dwells within
perfect in us authentic lives that are free from sin
for us to be like Jesus there will be some tribulation
some pain, some strife, some struggle and some frustration
for us to be like Jesus we will suffer persecution
we need to learn to pray on it and let God form the conclusion
for us to be like Jesus some blood and tears may be shed
we need to trust in God and by the Spirit now be led
to let the Resurrection Power in us now be found
to let the Power of the Blood lift us up to higher ground
we are the beloved wholly, sure and true
we are the beloved in a way we never knew

He formed us in His image and gave us the breath of life
He gave us love, sound minds and our Savior Jesus the Christ
He's made us many promises and gave us many commands
He's open many doors for us and to us stretched out His hands
Abba Our Father, Our God from the heavens above
we are His children and like Jesus we are the beloved

Premium Member Jesus Lives

Once a very long time was born a perfect,righteous man 
He died upon a rugged cross, but yet, He rose and lived again. 
Jesus died that day but in the grave He didn't really stay 
From the clutches of sin and death He broke for us the chain 
As the boulder from his sepulcher rolled away they said. 
I am so glad to believe that Jesus came in order to save us all. 
And now between our Heavenly Father and us there's no more a wall. 
Because God to this earth His only Begotten Son He sent. 
And Jesus in total perfection his whole life He spent. 
But upon the cross He chose for us to bear our sins. 
He definitely did it all for us out of Love. 
He absolutely did it all just for you and me… 
He died while pleading forgiveness to His Heavenly Father above. 
Yes, death couldn't keep Him down as He rose again that day. 
The grave was found emptied and Jesus was never seen there 
And Jesus bought with his Precious blood our sins that day. 
The stone just rolled away and Jesus lives in my heart everyday. 
Jesus has risen!And He lives! He can wash your sins and mine.Be thankful and pray. 
Jesus my king and Savior lives and always will be here for you and me. 



Dorian Petersen Potter 
aka ladydp2000 
copyright@2009 


March,26,2009


Gods Gift To a Son

He is a Godsend blessing unto him,
who is uninfluenced and unlearned.
Strong and Faithful to his duty even when things seem dim,
at times when his respect may not have been earned.
But he embodied every thing that his son wanted to be.
For his easy spirit and godly heart captivated son.
He was never a great sport star or a great singer but he was very godly.
That was what mattered the most.
The knowledge of his ressurection all the way back to the creation of the sun.
His relationship with God and family was un parallel.
For his big heart handled it well.
He knew how to handle son like no other.
Never forced his thoughts on son but yet son got the picture.
Son never had a brother but his father was like a brother.
In son there is an urgency to get where his father is in the future.
For son's love of God has not yet reached its full potential but it will get there.
For his father's love is an inspiration unto him.
The lord knew what son needed for he has set the son to be the heir to Pastor Easter.

To my father with......Much Love

He Was Being a Father

Being a father wasn't easy,
when he tried to understand.
He forgave what most could not.
Being a father, wasn't easy, he had to worry a lot,
not to show partiality, in love, and kindness.
Being a father, wasn't easy,
when he was needed, and knew not,
what to say or do.
Being a father, wasn't easy,
when he awoke at dawn with the rising sun,
to find that time was, running out on him.
Yet, being a father was easy,
when he got the needed love, and support,
as he tried, to fill the footsteps,
of the one, we all loved so much.
Copyright ©2005 Carla F Cox
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Lillian Jean

Lillian means "Heaven's Flower."
I wonder do you know who I am?
Life is kinda empty without you in it my daughter.
Love between a father and daughter should be unbreakable!
I've watched you grow up these 7 years in photographs.
And it kills me I haven't been able to hold you.
Not a day goes by I don't think of you Lilly.

Jean was my momma's middle name given to you.
Everyday i pray you're doing well baby girl,
And you need to know you're my world.
Nothing or no one will ever change that!


*Lillian Jean Anderson is my youngest.  She is 7 years old!

Sinned

This melody this melody 
Flows through me so heavily 
With strengths that brings me to my knees 
Oh lord please 
Bring me some understanding 
Of which my faith can find a clear landing 

Punish me father for I have sinned 
I have stood at the feet of Jesus, and did not kiss them 
I have turned my back on the father, the son and the holy ghost 
and it is you that plead to the most 

Punish me father for I have sinned 
I have given myself to a man that did not love me
I gave birth to a bastard son 
O'lord how I have gambled and not won
Punish me father for I have sinned

Dear Mija

You wonder y,ill not explain for I now u love me if I do or 
not,
Yes I know ur still young but ur still my daughter,
I have done many bad things n wrongs, but I'm glad I had u.
Ur the reason I stop n made a turn from wrong to right,
Since u became my daughter I became happy,joyful, n so 
damn lucky.
Cold n heartless n uncarring I was, but when u cried for me 
I couldn't but just to cry also,
I dnt knw y, u getting hurt when u were learning how to 
crawl push n moved everything out of the way because I 
hear u cry n when I notice I have ran through the door n 
push away a 300 pound drawer just to pick u up n let u 
know u father luved u, when it came to u I always got tht 
extra boost,courage,happiness or wht I need it, but now I am 
not going to be there sorry, all I ask is for u to think of me n 
when u want me ,ask for me, trust me ill always be by ur 
side, from now on ill have a new guarding angel , never to 
leave ur side n always guide u to the right side. 
Once again ur father n proud of u to have been my 
daughter. I luv u n adore u my baby ,keep me close. 
Well u let me in ur heart n let me ur angel?

A Book I Read

T’was a book I read not long ago,
Told of foreign places and disasters and woes.

Much blood was spilled in those days of old,
It also spoke of riches of silver and gold.

Hardships were many but were a part of life,
And how they survived this life so full of strife.

It told of kings and slaves and ordinary men,
And the way things were a way back then.

It spoke of travel and the way they went,
Then it told of a fathers love and the son he sent.

It told of how the son a carpenter by trade,
Would give his own life for a debt that had to be paid.

A debt that separated man from his father above,
But blood built the bridge so we all now can share His precious sweet love.

The debt has been paid by God’s only Son, 
So we all can receive salvation each and everyone.

So give thanks and praises each and everyday,
Hallelujah to the Lord, thank You my Father for guiding my day!

Let Not-- Your Heart Be Troubled

With the worries and cares in life
Come... to Our Savior 
Live Free.. With Jesus Christ
When Life seems to be unfair
Come... to Our Lord in Prayer
For He's the Only Way
For Us to become Saved
Redeemed From Our Sins
Become Born-again
When things in Life Can Get you down
Jesus is waiting, He can be Found
With His Love and given Grace
We All have a place
All God?s Promises we can obtain
By accepting and Believing in Him 
Or His Holy Name "Jesus Christ"
Jesus went a way, He Will return.. any day
Jesus said "I and My Father are One"
You can't come to the Father 
Unless you Come to His Son.. "Jesus Christ"

Come Jesus is Waiting
Receive God's Full Protection
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He's Still With You

Child, cry not

Where sand and surf so meet the sky
You’ll find your father there
When closing eyes, you’ll dream and fly
You’ll find your father there
Where man and God do say hello
You’ll find your father there
Where you stand, but question though
You’ll find your father there

Cry not, oh child, for love resides
As a presence in your heart
His body may be lost to you
But, in you, he stays a part

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