Contrition Poems - Poems about Contrition

Suffer the plot of the parking lot, Acts of attrition, lots of the disappearing shopping carts, I had the camera out Could hardly see where I’m going. I called just to set up delivery Then you laid out your whole life story And relayed your PTSD of living with an anarchic narcissist Neglected kids, a messy divorce, and the consequent fallout She took...

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O MY (ETERNAL) GOD I am heartily sorry for having offended You And I detest all my sins Because of Your just punishments But most of all because they offend You, my (Eternal) God Who are all good And deserving of all my love I firmly resolved with the help of Your grace To sin no more And to avoid the near occasions of...

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Tonight I’ve questioned my religion Second guessed what was a given 'Cause I found heaven, I was in it Left god with all my inhibitions Forked tongues do best to listen And I’m much like a politician So when he spoke our shared condition I found rest in the admission He’s an idol, he’s a...

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Act Of Contrition What can i do when the night comes .. I break into tears and wait for the time .. when things fall back into place I contrite.. Is who i am In this life Blessed unto me To confess my Mistakes and Tribulations. I have lied and Told truth. I was nervous and Confident too I have deceived and And assisted. I have cursed and was cold and Prayed and became warm. I have loved and Hated. I have failed and Was successful. I have stolen and Gave. I have mourned and Celebrated. I cry I laugh. I...

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I grew up with nothing but I know a lot about things in life. I gave myself time to learn about the truth I missed opportunities during my youth. My knowledge swelled up like confidence Well, it became a sort of arrogance It built me like a warrior: An invincible one! I never realized it was a self-destructive behavior; It destroyed...

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The Pope said he's sorry they lost Some children who would not be bossed Since those who refused Were raped and abused But the Pope had his fingers crossed...

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Contrition David J Walker help me divine creator fall in contrition that I might find favor and rise in Thy presence of eternal light...

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Were time in the abundance of our youth When days stretched out like plains to the horizon I’d see an endless space, await the truth Of outcomes that could come from chance arising But now the dawn but presages the dusk And time to pause in patience depletes My innocence no longer in the thrust To prove the righteousness of my conceit My...

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Contrition or sorrow for sin, is a hatred of sin and a true grief of the soul for having offended God, with a firm purpose of sinning no more The sorrow we should have for our sins should be interior, supernatural, universal and sovereign When I say that our sorrow should be interior, I mean that it...

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The sinner starts to repent To avoid endless torment On the great day of judgment. Form: Diona...

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Regret by Michael R. Burch Regret, a bitter ache to bear . . . once starlight languished in your hair . . . a shining there as brief as rare. Regret . . . a pain I chose to bear . . . unleash the torrent of your hair . . . and show me once again? how rare. Published by The HyperTexts and The Chained Muse White Goddess by Michael R. Burch White in the shadows I see...

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You’re addicted to Facebook if nightly you are scrolling and liking contritely. Will contrition affect how much life you neglect? Don’t delude yourself — not even slightly....

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They stripped us both bare - drove nails deep into our flesh - made me hold Him there ~ 1st Place ~ in the "Heavenly Monoku" Poetry Contest, Kim Rodrigues, Judge & Sponsor....

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Transparent Silver shiver of sanctity find my flesh, wanting to burrow inside Knowing I am not worthy to walk the clouds they offer, I turn my eyes away, pretend not to see How can I cozen good and worthy angels? To place my sins upon a platter? Sin-eater, who takes my sins away from me, willing to digest those wormy pieces of meat holding...

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There's no remorse for what I may have done It's been a long day, let's just call it one Just as well as we both know There no place we can go Take a deep breathe, come here let me hold you close Copyright © Alesha Roche' | Year Posted...

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