Declaration Poems - Poems about Declaration

We were on our own Minding our business Weighed down by crushing unemployment Thoroughly disillusioned by the art of promise and fail We were disoriented by the perennial lie Of being leaders of tomorrow While we watched the promised future Dissipate before our very eyes Stolen by evil forces that have held the country Down since after the...

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Freedom isn’t a delicate flower; It’s the fist that goes through the ground, the teeth that grind at the chains, the howl of a wind that won’t ask for permission. I refuse to bow to the crumbs of tomorrow, I won’t let my bones sink into decay, a shell waiting to grow scraps. I’ll carve out freedom from this stubborn rock— bloody-knuckled and relentless. Do not...

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"The devil's finest trick is to persuade you that he does not exist." ...

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Messages came thru coded And the messengers appeared in disguise Such was their fate as the group of 300 Made Stronghold their place of refuge Twas all going according to book But the twisted enemy was all around One but must pass great hurdles To attain the prophetic anointing ''Came the Message Thru the prophet gad Depart ye from the stronghold.. and David's The...

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My dearest one, come hold me close and hold me tight. Kiss me softly, with tenderness come kiss me light, We'll wander in our garden, all scented with thyme For I have given you my heart for all my time. As the red blood moon smiles and shines above full bright My heart flies high above like a colourful kite. We'll...

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I love women who gracefully dance And sweetly sing; and women who Avidly read and who brilliantly think; I love women who love to love— And who despise to hate—and who Receive and give of themselves, as well. I love women who are outwardly Lovely—and inwardly beautiful; And whose beauty is obvious or hidden. I love women who graciously...

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Four legs quiver like clumsy cabrioles striking smooth gray rivers of zig-zag sidewalk barrios in rhythm with happy shivers syncopated on a muffled drum as we talk and stroll On our way hand-in-hand we persuade and pretend this day away taunting and cajoling to demand laughing “hide and seeking” chasing and skedaddling poking and peeking like cuddly pandas or canoodling otters splashing and clambering We roll and meander impetuously twiddling all the way atop gregarious...

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There is God He has you I accept you as you are as is-- a declaration of a LOVE a declaration unto you whom am I to judge you as is-- a declaration of a LOVE beautiful, perfectly made in Him There is God painted you created you mild you are just His child as is-- a declaration of a LOVE a declaration unto you I love you just as...

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Having your hands I yearn your kisses I wish your skin on mine I desire your fingerprints I offer you my heart and all life......

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What he wrote in a room got darker, he could hardly see the static snow he was printing his mind upon. He knew that there would have to be a change, a mind-shift. His place in his world was becoming precarious. "Next summer" he thought, "I will take my desk and laptop out into the public square." He smiled at the thought of a...

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Poverty that made my spirit blow There, from no one to borrow Looking for something to swallow But, nothing to eat even a willow Left the house to implore Stretching my hand being on the floor Minute replaced seconds; seconds, replaced hours; Yet, no one ready with a Godly valor People passing by, a young after elderly Witnessing, me beseeching for life dearly No one...

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Yet instill I pray Yet in still always I will Still I believe it Your deliverance is ever so near I believe it your blessings here I pray for your well being I PRAY for your children For their enduring completed happiness I pray for yawl safety grand good new days I pray for you always I pray for longevity of life on this earth I pray...

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If it's for the general well-being of poetry I declare that I will remain a poet even without honors and earnings... If it's for the total well-being of humanity, I will continue to be human, even if compliments or awards never receive... call me a fool poet, dreamy... all in complete harmony, I will not abdicate on being who I am...! A fighter for...

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( Always believing creations divine, ...

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Communities are built on pioneer toil and generational links, with building, road and railway, applied to how a council thinks. There’s sporting ties and country hall, to form the social hub, and of course a meeting place - the central local pub. Settlers come from o’er the world to satisfy their dream, clearing land and felling trees with axe and...

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