Birth Poems | Birth Poetry and the Celebration of Life

The Will to War. We are living in a difficult time for European  leaders They are preparing us for a war that will go on forever beneficial for the manufacturing industry They don't want a real war, but need psychoses  of war and steal our democracy  people in the Nordic countries are asked to buy food to reserve at home should a...

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Games at the baby shower ...

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Value people when they have life Strangely, people understand lately Everything is loud and clear, yet blinds Still, people find it challenging, but why? honestly Wait, let’s unpack the fact. Dead people do not speak Neither response is to pick a fight They are calm and quiet Due to which they candlelight Celebrate the opponent's flight Words flow with compassion disguised The love poured out...

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We as human beings are characterized by different stages or periods across our lifespan, and while individuals experience these stages in their unique ways, there are some commonly recognized patterns and challenges associated with different decades of life. Each decade of life brings a developmental task we need to complete in order to move forward in...

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violet spirit comes birthing through channels and layers room becomes vast souls linger about, radiantly receiving onto Earth dimension task complete ___________________ ...

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Standing in the library of lives. Trying to decide which one to learn from. Picking up each book, reading the lines that have yet to be. This life lies, this life hides, this one dies. Which one is brought out of its slump? Which life needs careful care? This life cries, this life tries, this one looked me in my...

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Contest : Alice through the Wormhole Sponsor : Tom Woody 29. 7.26 ______________________________ warm sun sweet liquid dark moist hole bristles soft sand wonder exquisite * ...

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Contest : Prior to Intent Sponsor : Unseeking Seeker 29.7.25 PLACED 2ND IN CONTEST _________________ IN THE BEGINNING intentions set luminescent spiralling quarks already written as codes at birthing of Soul from Divine Mind intricate patterns of His-Her inconceivable eternal infinite Plans tracings of filigree Love dormantly waiting for its Time to flower then fade so Soul descends carrying its precious curriculum safely packaged spiritual...

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A part of me wants to be With my family to take care- Of them and lead the responsibilities- Which needs to be fulfilled. A part of me wants to be In solitude to catch up with- My goals and have an identity of my own- Without care about today’s society. ...

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At the threshold of tomorrow, Where commitment meets the dawn, Understanding whispers softly, In a master class of hope reborn. A moment of not knowing, Yet calm before the storm— Two sides agree in silence, As futures take on form. Thanksgiving for the journey, Each step...

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Doc struggled to pull me from the womb In that small "room" I cared more to stay! Bad neck and spine are the price I pay...

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Vibrations from a Verso 7-25-25 Sponsor: Nette Onclaud Theme Chosen: Dark Coal of Night ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Dark Coal of Night Moonbeams, morning’s prophet, Chase coal of night Into wombs of white fire As flames imbue Dreams with clarity’s gems Facets of light, Glittering stars of dawn ~ Diamonds of dew. ...

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I love the home of the free I love the home of the brave I love my freedom of speech United States of America ...

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When I was born, there was no one to hold my mind. Only a faded sky and a mother trembling above a forgotten prayer. My thought was born fatherless. And I raised it alone, with hands dirty from paramedics and alphabet. I wrote before I spoke. I spoke before I was heard. And still I search in all the words I never dared to write....

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Cover your mouth and laugh it out. The world blinks, Clink, clink. Every bottle comes with a label. Every child comes with a mother. Every person comes with an identity. Every murderer comes with a motive. They explain, They birth, They express, And they kill. But someday will they become the meal? What if it was reversed? Would they try to become more diverse? Or become mentally...

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