Blameless Poems - Poems about Blameless

Hello, folks. Happy joyful jubilation dayl We will gather hopefully down by the bay I feel excited and enthusiastic this happy Tuesday. Bliss comes into my mind, this lovely fifth of May....

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Declaring oneself blameless for the evils of this world is proof of ignoring cruel reality! © Demetrios Trifiatis 05 April 2017...

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I am not blameless I keep thinking it was you I keep pretending I was right I am not blameless I didn't fight for us I had to blame you for the end of us I think it's easier to say it was you The truth is, I am not blameless I had to tell everyone...

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People should try to live like Noah and Job who were in the Bible. Don't live a corrupted life because in the end, you'll be held liable. In the eyes of God, Noah, Job and others were blameless. Reject the world's wicked ways because it's what God detests. To be blameless, we must put an end to doing drugs,...

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She was a fair and blameless girl: An angel to adore Who trumped in worth the rarest pearl Like no one else before. Her parents lived, both old and frail, Though steadfast to the core, And her heart ached to see them ail Like no one else before....

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Blameless If you want to be glad then be glad, If you want to be sad then be sad. If you want to be altogether happy inside, Then don’t rely on a man. We are bad to the bone and bad for your soul, You should just let go and save yourself. You are blameless and you should go. We are the nameless...

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Nine months not hindered The gift is delivered Beautiful and innocent Playful but decent It is shown the path by the sire Not minding its own desire Everyday its mind expands And has to meet its demands Self discovery sets in Beyond recovery Everything it does gets upsetting Abuse Beatings Torture in the name of love, It endures before getting freedom So called citizen of the nation Filled with so much...

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Everything that happens Is not my fault I cant control all things Sometimes things Just have to change Sometimes its Noones fault And there's no Assigning blame Sometimes people Grow appart But life will Carry on Just because...

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Some parents set a bad example when don't make their children tremble: no fear of an omniptent God, no faith to sustain them in hard times; they themselves havel lied, and their seed have no love that fortifies. Tomorrow these boys and girls will have no vision, no future with an indelible event: young ladies impregnated by irresponsible boys, who smoke and drink...

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As I look at the shattered glass On the floor With the blood dripping off of it All i can think of Is the pain The pain at least lets me know That i am alive The shattered glass like my shattered heart Cannot just be put back together again Even though I try I have made it myself the way it is This pain I...

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Rebirth of an anxiety, of an abstract thought, takes on the impossible of something left between false and true. Out of spite some body was betraying the life. A bodiless lie becomes an imposter beats the truth and walks away. You,dumbfounded,discover a malignancy in the roots of a crying tree. The soil bacteria were taking over the grains. The price of the sick crop,...

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Long had it been since last you I had dreamed Life’s even worse more than it had seemed Can’t stop loving you even we’re so apart You might be happy but I’m living with a shattered heart It was hard Oh it’s getting even worse Even all I do is cry, I have no remorse Loved with all my...

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There are those who are doomed to be ruled by the moon's pull while stars clash; who are double crossed by Venus and Mars. Those who bleed are those who need but never learn. And there are those who burn those who love only in hell. Old tragedies played out in pain betrayed, denied denied again. Those who are blameless take the blame....

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Glass and fractured imaginings are trite Upon his blameless feet Even as he dance and play about them Toxic and perilous smoke are authority Outside his naive lungs While he freely breathes to ensure laughter Blood sprinkles and routine metal shards Within his innocent hands Presently, as he claps to the street’s tune Mordant activities be forever present Before his youthful eyes Just before...

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Am I but a puppet on a string left to the commands of a fragile mind Then what not responsible for anything least of all the blame be mine And yet a conscience to be reckoned ill feelings from somewhere deep below For that and...

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