Harden Poems - Poems about Harden

frozen harden hearts soften by God's Holy Hands mode me renew God ~ take this bitter cup clear make new mine mindset heart give me a new start ~ God renew mold and shapen my harden heart so... that I be revived 10/14/24 written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024...

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A HARDEN HEART NOW SET APART SOFTENED- All I had was a heart of stone; My Father came along and molded it Made it soft, softer than clay Remade me whole, a better way All I had was a cold, cold heart Jesus came along and warmed it up Now I am a part of His fresh warm breath He placed me upon...

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was she unruly, unholy questions placed and asked she stood before me blacken in her silhouette she was dark shade and shape of black draped down her strains of hair colored dark nothing but midnight loss of color roth absent of pigment color loss invisible at night yet at daylight, days she shines she glows out her spirit soul is light as her heart is hard and...

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Solid harden black stilled heart Blood flowing yet spiritually stuck Tired and exhausted toward the mouth Cold, miserable distain spewing out spinning, twirling like a flag on a pole Dripping, driving like a man on a mission Repented on the fallen on knees Solid harden black stilled heart 2/11/2023 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. ©2023 An Octopoem verse poetry...

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Inspire lines, Lord Grant my mind' within these treacherous turbulent times; Misdirection now so normal, masks great evil in modes quite formal. The forces at Dunkirk; faced death, yet shared their courage and laboured breath As from their islands boats were readied, by good hearted folk; intent and steady The churches filled; and so many pews, exhorting God...

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his heart is hardened rock solid emotionless no apathy found ~ concrete thoughts bottled spirits rains in lots distrust hardened his heart is Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022...

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A heart coldest now stone Stone doesn't pump anymore tensions build solid to the core Love has gone And the heart no longer beats on Such a hardened heart Does so now in part --a solid crust it's love lost 12/20/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021...

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a softly moist beating heart Has somehow hardened in retardants Hollow mind a splinted soul A wandering spirit A cold Frozen Heart No one comes near it Beating heart fleeting heart Harden heart come soft again 1/28/21 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021...

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Thought in vain rests on rock Deep thought enters the heart Rock is to heavy for the soul It crushes deep thought Those who live in a rock house Should not though glass Eventually cutting deep into a soul Emptying the love of a heart A rock will never warm without fire Tears of a heart will only roll off Place this rock among the...

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O my life's pleasant breeze, my only dream, Let fresh breeze of better days waft again, Come, feel my heart-felt woes, if not just feign, To make lurid nightmares seem not so grim; O come, let me once again look forward To meeting you and make my grey life green, Let me pretend...

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The darkness settles in my chest like a heavy beast crouched waiting to pounce patiently he counts the minutes that add up to years storing the repressed tears and smothered hate that only add to his weight. He keeps the dark memories alive catches me by surprise re-running scenes on my mental movie screen. Their clarity is unaffected by the passage of time. They plague me without reason or rhyme, sabotage...

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con't I watched in disbelief as I saw her hand reach flash of white sleeve her back as she turned to leave and the brick that fell as time stood still it tumbled down in slow motion. And I was only three and powerless to move or voice a warning stuck in the molasses of that summer morning. It knocked him cold and truth be told he was out for...

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con't So Chris and I became aware very young that she really didn't care and might even watch us die without blinking an eye. Our goal was to survive until we were old enough to be missed should her control slip or temper ignite on some hot summer night. We were never free of her clutches we'd cringe when she'd touch us but we would have given our lives to have seen...

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con't The damn memories are still so clear. And now I am alone, the only one left because my brother sliced his neck in what has become a family tradition, that is, to leave of your own volition. If I could only get the reruns to quit maybe my goddamned head wouldn't split and I wouldn't feel so fragmented broken into a million disassociated pieces in a fugue until it ceases....

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