Cord Poems - Poems about Cord

Scarlet reminds us of blood. There was an evil like a flood. Jesus was the last sacrificed life. God, through Jesus, stopped the strife, The power of evil cut like a cord, cut, Broken away and the torrent of horror shut Away from His beloved Creation; All people everywhere with no beration. The evil had gone so deep, sacrifices became daughters and sons! They...

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Fibrous Cord My fibrous cord who attach the muscles of the calf to the heel bone are sometimes as sharp as a sharp knife. ...

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Colours of the rainbow appear on my wall like dust so much like the dreams of yesterday I feel like I'm seeing nothing new My ship is coming in on an a cloud of broken promises Her words ring untrue ...

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The umbilical Cord of good economy Is good politics. ...

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We Dedicate to the living source this day flow the taste sweet the decree of the ley lines boasts the energy source be loose or be bound for the great God spoke that it will remain forever known the Decree is made in the book where people perish for lack of knowledge. The God of...

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Refreshing times, an oasis so bright, Falling on us in this wilderness land, Living waters pour, a pure delight, Blessing us and families with a loving Hand. Our dear kin we hold with grateful heart, Knowing our latter shall be greater still, As God's plan for our families will start, With blessings and love that only He can instill. In just one moment,...

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From seed to birth He moved forward Refusing to see the land The flow of humanity Out and about Created the caring hand Every touch Intricately woven With LOVE to connect A bond, unbroken WORD forever spoken A promise to protect Fellowship has a cord That lingers Til a question arises One must answer To eliminate Any surprises Angst, suffering Separation, pain No man should enter The cord cut Baby birthed The womb splintered Ripping the fabric Creating new Brings the...

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A bush lark in the Greenwood forest sings. She sings all day long near the mountain springs. Is she trilling in notes so plaintive of her missing mate? Unleashing her heart of its doleful weight? Or easing the pangs of a heart that starves For a soul mate yet to come for whom she craves? Or sending a missive through the...

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He keeps brandishing a sword That sort of him makes a Lord, Plus the Illicit gin they hoard And his plane they’re about to board That shall soon fly over a fjord; To his territory of control, quite broad. He keeps repeating that he is The Lord To co smugglers – A horde, In whom his words strike...

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The sweetest pup ~ a darling dog A lovely friend brought home So cuddly So sweet So pleased was I to meet Since childhood and for all my life I had a dog most of the time Then when my last sweet boy passed on Our tears we shed for he had gone And now that I am all alone Just me left...

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Once the cord is broken life is about to start You will be loved and cared for from the heart Every step you take every word that you say Someone will be with you each and every day A time will come when you can do this alone With this the love appears to be outgrown That...

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My umbilical scar is hollowed out Now it's like a tiny wormhole on my belly Its a cherished remnant of the coil that nourished me into existence I still feel a little tug through my bell button at times A reminder that its my lifeline even outside the womb As it now anchors me to the belly...

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Pulling The Plug And Cutting The Cord Written: by Miracle man 1-1-2020 As this new year begins, with value I’m teased, and I toy with thoughts over my coffee mug. Non-essential increases leave me displeased, I’m about ready to tell some to just pull the plug. Once I agreed, to sign up using auto billing, They must have assumed I was a tired...

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Saša Milivojev - THE UMBILICAL CORD Far away Beyond the Sun I hear the aching beats Of a broken heart The umbilical cord has ripped apart Scattered through the desert the milky drops are glittering In your trail your abandoned „baby “ is crawling and howling Remained but an empty Sandy nest Now the time has come to rest All things now cried bitterly to standstill brought the Infinity Weathered...

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Peter Pan Syndrome the most accurate way to summarize psychological mindset of yours truly, particularly as a boy with brown eyes, who did NOT holistically acclimatize himself with peers, which insecurity latched deadbolt draw bridge guaranteeing Harris parasite to cannibalize (figuratively), sans rip pull sieve flesh eating das guise nanobot, while clinging with dear life to mother's apron strings, no surprize unavoidably, predictably, inevitably, trauma did successfully burglarize (more serious...

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