Born Poems - Poems about Born

made in God’s image, we are living light each soul then is a part of His heartbeat as of His will onto earth we alight where distanced from source we feel incomplete though God’s love is felt as magnetic heat kundalini the means, also the end purifying heart we slowly ascend...

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Graciousness forms the apparel of the meek, tempered in blistering hues of aura crafted with the breath of exhaustion sinking deep into the soul of the soulless, there it wanders with eyes open wide, a pop of life silenced by its surroundings, forsaken lands filled with despotic nature, crucified their interior along with their exterior, proceeding cautiously as it gravitates toward the center, connecting humble origins placing the palm...

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he’s got a face like a rotted pear, eyes yellow as the bottom of a cheap pint glass. his hands move like old leather belts— cracked, heavy, well-worn. he counts the minutes like coins dropped in a greasy pocket— clinks them together— a smile as sour as sweat on a Monday morning. he watches me, one boot on the scaffold’s edge, smoke curling from his...

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My firstborn son, my heart’s new dawn, Your tiny cry, the light that shone In that first breath, I learned to be The mom I’d always longed to see. Your love, so pure, so bright and clear, Awoke a strength I never feared. You took my world and turned it round, In every smile, a home I found. You made me whole, you...

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Where am I? Don't tell me I'm in Nigeria Did I tell you I want to be born here Is this wickedness or something. Where am I? Why Africa why not the world? Why subject me to the colonial masters Why making me a slave to westerners. Where am I? Why the world why not Heaven? Is this mere wickedness or Ignorance? Why bring me to...

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He was reborn & rebuilt brick by brick from casted stones meant to destroy A heavenly construction approved by the most high employed angels from every corner & angle high to low The convoy driven by unseen forces came in droves remorseless in their destruction & unmoved by any attempt to dismantle No one holds a candle to his flame for it burns like earth's core & he's...

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Sometimes, it is in the most difficult times That the strongest leaders are born. Not by chance. But crisis, Vision, and transformation. Look at the life Moses in Egypt, He was born out of circumstances. Out from the Jews united aggrieved prayers In Egypt Pharaoh's wanton slavery of the Jews. Look at the life in a beehive without a Queen. The ordinary workers...

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The Centerfold On Frost Field. As I lay on my back dying I heard the cry for help. With the last of my endurance I stand on my feet. Valiantly I break ground! As I grasp my axes within twain of my hands. Though exasperated, I release my mournful cry! With my last aggression, I let loose my inner berserker! To bastion,...

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Abraham born before Jesus They were born holding selfie. They booked flight from the womb Are the children of this generation. They speak louder without sense Yet wiser than Solomon himself They sees beyond their parents With food remnants on their mouth. Right in the womb they ate wheat Before they were born they saw you What is it you know I don't know Says a...

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I gave you a daughter To have and to hold I gave you her gently More precious than gold I stitched her together And formed her with care Created her lovely Then born to me bare Was bare as a baby I held her to me Then she upturned her gaze Looked sweetly at me You gave me no child But something unfinished Deformed and ugly...

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If I could tell you what silent universe is born in my heart, The words would come when my tongue dances freely on the stage of desires, But in front of you, my control melts like snow under the touch of spring, Your presence steals my thoughts and turns them into butterflies of light. If you gave me a...

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Between now and then, a timeless longing is born, A place where the heart sings its straight lines, Neither today nor tomorrow, just a suspended moment, A secret bridge between life and death, unengaged. In the veil of silence, red quietness hides, A place where presence or absence is but a shadow, I wish to be swallowed by space, yet not...

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Born in innocence. Family sin and shame is hurled upon thee No hope or reserve in sight Shadows of doubt and shame Thrust into the world to survive No hope or support Met with embarrassment and failure Looks of disgust and disgrace No family to turn to Only turned backs and sounds of silence Fighting for a chance to live Living turns to fighting for love Love...

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Born into an existence I never asked for told love of this world was equal to the fate of a thief a murderer a whore. asked to expect less but I desire for more.warned from the pulpit by those who claim that they know that hell is my destiny and there I would go.like a...

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In the hidden corners of the heart, a deep longing is born, for dialogues that go beyond the mundane of the day, a symphony of souls where words dance freely, unbound by the chains of social pretenses. I yearn for authentic and deep connections, where vulnerability is embraced, not feared, for exchanges that go beyond simple information, becoming shared journeys, discoveries, and...

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