Born Poems - Poems about Born

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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Bound by the Streets, where the poor Class prevails, With Cold, hardened hearts, some are born by jail With slicked-back hair and a comb in our hands, We Greasers survive in a rough, Tough land Through thick and thin, Hoods are roots in the ground, A bond like steel, unshaken and unbound No matter the odds, we won’t face defeat Born by...

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From His cross is born a river of light that floods the hidden corners of the soul, Power and dominions have crumbled under the gaze of the One who weaves eternity into hearts, Each divine touch is a whisper that wraps us in the mantle of eternity and love, To the very end, He loved us with a...

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I was born with a foreign hunger, inherited from the shadows of those who were, they placed a dream in my hand like a shining blade and told me to carve my future, but the metal rusted in my deep sleep, leaving me to waver on paths of mist, now I chase smoke through iron halls, where ambition...

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It's not what goes in that makes us unclean. In our heart already there's an evil thing. Generating negative thoughts, all kinds. Causing us to do bad things some of the time. We wonder why some people can be so cold. It's because we're born with a corrupted soul. A cruel infection that exist within. No one is immune, it's name is...

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In the depths of that meeting, an echo of a silent love was born, like a hidden whisper in the cold wind embracing the sleeping earth, and every moment spent together became a page from an untold story, where words were unnecessary, and their silence was full of deep meanings. He looked at her as a winter miracle, a...

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I had a son twenty years He wasn't like most teens his age He didn't need many friends and girls He's choosy though a bit introvert My boy was born brave and joyful Past that I know he was secretly sick Alone, he made his way to heaven In heaven, he watches over me At night, I dream his voice and his face Saying...

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nature loving Lee she felt the soul of the stones a hippie born late...

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was born with the meaning of home running through my veins.- Lauren Eden Topic: Light Suzette Prime: BORN WITH HOME’S LIGHT A primal spark, a nascent gleam, "Home" in the blood, a flowing stream. From that deep well, a radiance springs, A light that knowing instinct brings. Each tendril born, a sunlit thread, Where hearth and haven softly spread. No searching gaze, no fumbling quest, This...

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