Best Set Free Poems
Lord Jesus Christ, You have set me free
From the clutches of hell for eternity
By shedding Your last drop of blood for me
On the Cross of Calvary;
Jesus, You are my Lord and destiny,
My friend forever in the years to be,
By Your grace, with faith I follow Thee
And every day, You are guiding me;
Of Your love, I sing with glee,
For it is my pleasure filled duty,
Let the whole world hear and see,
Lord Jesus Christ, You have set me free.
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26th May, 2016
How romantic, the fall, so far above the pleading waves.
The heights, the depth, to look the deep in eye and weep.
Air space between the lovers’ arc and shallow graves.
The tangible singsong of wedding bells and tragic leap.
Imagine it, the harp-like spray, the call of gulls, the fangs
that scared it up - the fade of white, of pearls and lace.
The cleft, the crags, the foaming ebb and flow, the overhangs,
the rage and misery one cursèd night, of love’s erase.
Romantic and tragic body of sea, a bride set free.
for she’d not live eternity of blood, thus spills her own.
He has no heart, but tears. Before his fate - a honeybee.
The heaviness of weight, the sea frothing with moans.
The scene has wings that fly and dive and sweetly catch
the widower’s debris. Invisible, the flight of ghostly light.
From precipice, how many tears do claw and scratch…
Hell laughs, but jealous witch wished bride to be first bite.
Writing poetry is my life's passion- amen,
exciting to see what falls from this bleeding pen,
sometime, I pen at night then let my words fly,
sublime on wings they swirl into the morn' sky.
Love each poem like a child born from deep pain,
above they float and my soul is ever left with a stain,
spill my ink again and again until I cannot write words,
fulfill my poetic thirst creating poems like song birds.
Our caged bird will sing no more
Though her songs will live on forever
Angel wings she now adorns
With our tears upon each feather
The freedom she sought
The love that she taught
The words that she strung together
Are treasures to keep
While in sorrow we weep
For a world that will never forget her
From the bodily cage
Her soul now flies free
And ascends to the heavens on high
The songs that she sung
She sang for everyone
With a dream that will never die
I will miss our sweet bird
But will remember her words
That she sang from inside the cage
As we hear them repeat
In verses sown sweet
When she was the star of the stage
ashes released~
Red tail Hawk Hovers
as loving Hands drop blooms.
Heart Set Free
Betrayal stirs his dormant shiver
Regretful tears flowed out to sea
Broken promises failed to deliver
Silent goodbye set her heart free
Penned: 02/26/2021
1:22 p.m.
Intown Suites
Riviera Beach
Florida USA
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Rules is rules
ain't they?
Blood moon follows, blood ties undone
Revealing players under righteous sun
No hostages to fortunes, emotional bonds
The self awakens, new dawn begun
A sudden shortness of breath,
The clenching of the chest.
You hear the news fail like you're deaf,
The first thing you want to do is confess.
A young man's life cut short,
In a foreign country away from family.
You scream that he needed more,
But atleast his spirit can now roam free.
A whisper on the wind brings tears,
A breeze full of heat as if it's someone's breath.
You turn quickly to abate your fears,
And find that your all alone all by yourself.
I thought the previous version was a little too long, I feel that this shorter one captures the essence with less story.
A place to belong,
Neither here nor there
Shadows of one's self,
to shy from scrutiny
Aching heart,
Unbearable thoughts
In its murkiest depth,
A little child, crying
"Where is my peace?"
Cries to be set free.
As I lay my heavy heart and mind down to sleep,
If I fail to wake come morning, please do not weep
I have suffered in this cruel world for way too long,
I have awoken to the Heavenly Choir singing redemption's song
All my suffering, on earth below
The mockery and taunting from friends and foes
Those thoughts shall no more flood my mind
As I stepped into eternity, all sorrow I leave behind
I will run to meet my sweet Jesus first
Thank Him for never forsaking me at my worse
I will take some time to marvel His face
Then fall to His feet and thank Him for His amazing grace
I will hold to His hand while strolling the streets of gold
Knowing that eternity is forever and to never grow old
With no knowledge of what my old life once held
Only in the land of a joyous eternity I will dwell.
I will sit down by the river of life
As peace overtakes all worries and strife
I will fellowship with loved ones gone on before me
From all chains of bondage, I've been set free
So come morning, if you can't find me in my usual place
Like a thief in the night my Savior called me away
I will be flying high with the Angels, my body transformed
The raging sea left behind me, I have weathered the storm
If there must be weeping, weep for those left behind
For perilous times shall overtake them unless Jesus they find
For I have been set free from a world full of malice and hate
Beyond the clouds, I will be, just inside the sweet Eastern gates..
Written by: Donetta Harless
I am a Broke Man, with a father in a home, but
Yet I feel fatherless in my on home.
I'm A Broke Man, I have no father at all, because we lack a father In our lives we Struggle and Suffer in life.
I'm a Broke Man all I ever want was Acceptance, Respect, and Appreciation from you father.
I'm a Broke Man that lack Security, because never made feel it father.
I'm A Broke Man all I ever wanted Approval from you Father.
I'm A Broke Man that was lacking Encouragement, you didn't give to me dad.
I'm that Broke Man that need Support, Comfort, and Affection from you Father.
I am an Angery Broke Man that really need you there in my life.
But, Now I am no longer a Broke Man for I have been set Free and I forgive you Dad.
I Am not a Broken Man, for I have made the Lord my shepherd.
I Am not A Broke Man for I vow to be a good husband to my wife and a father to my children. I am that Village Dad to the fatherless, for I know not just boys needs father, but the girls need their fathers too.
I am not a Broken Man for God has healed me and place good role models in my life.
Yes I am set free and I No longer label myself A Broke Man.
I should not have been surprised
I have seen it before
the isolation,
making yourself a priority
then the withdrawal
the disinterest
I am not holding a grudge
I am just hopeful
that one day,
you will realize, the self destructing path you’re on..
No talking behind your back
I’m better than that,
I wish you well,
with a thank you from me
for setting me free…
I hear behind me
the fleeting sounds
of a large green alligator
slithering through the weeds
it snaps at my butt
and takes a smallish chunk of me
setting me free
to ponder
behind a tree
how lucky
one can be
to be set free.
my soul is set free .
you will never understand my dreams.
i am the moonlight that sets the sky whispering insight.
that rooster that roo;s to your every morninig light.
the rain that droughts in the stormy lighning night.
the invisible air you cant physically hold tight.
you will never find my key to heart .
the day you think someone cares is the day you will find yourslf
suffering from pure hell.
even i remain a mystery.
i can shoot the stars right into your dead heart.
maybe the lighting will strike me back .
then i can finally say i did my thoughts in peace as i sat here
wishing upon that miracle typoon
in the sky i knew was my mystery through the night as the birds fy i look up sill wondering sometimes ,
bout life.