Gem Poems - Poems about Gem

Give me the colors of a rainbow and I'll be your heart's extol or a petal from your favorite rose so I can place it in my soul; Send me the pillow the fairies have gleaned with watermark I'll hold it to my chest until I hear the melodious coo of a...

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The self-obsessive free-will seemingly dormant, envelopes the possessed mind with an illusory veil, obscures the ordained destination God decides, l need to reach, for I’m subservient of His will. The unseen glow of the omnipresent light floods my possessed essence, but I don’t perceive, for I formulate the free-rule tenets enslaving the ego in the realm of...

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Heartbeat drumming Inspiring soul song Blood flow of red humming Inspiring life along Pregnant with purpose Bold boisterous blue breathing In goes the indigo ideas Out flows the light like chandelier From gems inside me Darkness is transforming For without the onyx sky How can one know appreciate light The beatitudes are within Soul is glowing and mends Wounds of the wilderness world Turning purple...

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Matthew 13:46 “Who, when he had found one pearl of great price, went and sold all that he had, and bought it.” secreted, within in my innermost life where the best stories start is a lifetime – of memories and grace, joys that will never replace the music that settles here, reassuring and soothing inspiring me to believe in the beautiful sound of hope...

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Nothing I love more than God— He made me, moulded me with precision. When the tides of life toss me up and down, left and right, He's there—guiding me, guarding me. So in my heart, I built Him a mansion~ a palace carved of dream and truth, vast beyond all measure... a forte of my comfort, a fortress for my rest, my quiet haven— a path that leads me...

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Within the hush where fleeting thoughts decline, I find a gleam that never seems to fade— A crystal truth beyond this frame of time, Not shaped by fame, nor pride, nor accolade. Its radiance glows in silence, not in sound, A whisper beyond thunder's vain display; It roots itself beneath the surface ground, And guides my failing feet when skies turn gray. No...

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The spiritual gem inside me, sometimes sounds like a huge buzzing bee. This rumbling sound makes me want to flee, flee to peace and not for glee. I know when my soul needs to rest, as I put it back into my chest. This crazy world has it dressed, now my soul needs to pass the test. Even when we are both all...

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T-he A-rt R-eally A-mazes H-uman M-ind A-nd E-motion, A-s C-reation O-f S-uch T-reasure A-muses ©bfa051325 Monocrostic (Birthday of Tarah Mae Acosta)...

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I considered a gem today A gem that I will one day own A gem that brought such splendor A delight that I had never known I considered a gem today A gem that I intend to keep A gem that brought such beauty A brilliance that caused my heart to leap I considered a gem today A gem that I desire...

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jade gemstone dangling gold trim, made for royalty monarch chrysalis...

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a sparkling gem blossoms b r i g h t in s~p~r~i~n~g~ radiant with life ...

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The Jewel of Jesus Jesus is more precious than the most expensive cut diamond. No gem can compare to Him ...

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FOLASADE: LIKE A GEM 1. Dark and radiant, softly shining, No blemish mars her flawless lining. Polished, gleaming, rare in form, Like onyx, she defies the norm. 2. Her eyes—deep wells of soul untold, Clear as streams, yet warm and bold. Their promise whispers, calm yet keen— Like aquamarine, she reigns serene. 3. Poised with grace, a queenly air, Each step majestic, beyond compare. Her beauty timeless, fresh and...

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(Funeral pyre in Katmandu) A Wish Fulfilling Gem The world is a karma burning engine. We resist it, we curse it, we do our best To try and make it something different, But it is what it is, And this honesty deserves to be respected Celebrated, embraced and even dove into As a fish into water. It is after all our karma that...

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In the wee hours before the sun rises on this Winter’s morn, With gentle grace twirling through crisp cold air, I saw the arrival of the first burst of snowflakes of the year, In the garden, every leaf they adorn. Delicate patterns intertwine like ribbons of white lace, Fluttering and spinning in a dance so pure and full of grace, Snowflakes...

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