Holds Poems - Poems about Holds

"In life we learn from love, hurts, mistakes and from the ones we have trusted." By Poet My heart once held love overflowing, joy was bursting at the seams and glowing. That was before you came along, you did me so very wrong. Filling my loving heart with pain, I will never do this again. Now I will guard my hurt and...

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hairline chasm threads cobweb white through obsidian— wrapped around carved names once warm on living tongues. those who lived visit with heads down, pretending it’s superstition— not guilt. not memory. not fear of love ending abruptly in a plot...

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She rises not with trumpet’s call, But gentle hands that tend us all— A morning song, a knowing glance, The quiet grace of circumstance. She bears no crown, yet rules with ease, With wisdom woven into peace. The hearth she builds is made of soul, And every touch, a sacred role. When storms have come to test our way, She stood—unshaken, come what may. The...

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I was shaken and shaking. Meeting your eyes, for a second. But it could have been a million years. The space that moment holds in my head could have been used to build the pyramids....

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The breath becomes the anchor soft and slow, A gentle tide that ebbs and flows unseen. The clamor of the thoughts begins to go, A fading echo of what might have been. No grand pronouncements sought, no battles won, Just quiet witness to the restless mind, As layers peel like petals to the sun, And deeper currents start to intertwine. The world outside...

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He perforated her ideas with an axe Alternative facts; alternative facts She ignored his staunch idiocy A union between them could never be She was as open as he was closed and opposed She exuded honesty, he usually looked stiff and posed They will never get along, one of us said after another Opposites sometimes do well, said our optimistic grandmother...

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I know you tired. Mind thinking about what my hands could do. Heart filled with hope is heart beats with a purpose. Tears of joy you never saw. Let missing you be a choice and right thing to do. Because the heart has engraved the picture of you. The smell of your scent cuts through the nose. The warmth of hands...

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The world does not beg to be held today Doesn't demand my voice or my chase It simply asks that I sit in the space between Where breath is enough Where time just is There's no urgency here No need to carve my name into the hours Only the soft surrender of being So I loosen the grip on the reins of time Letting...

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Every event carries purpose, hidden deep within. Waiting for the right moment to reveal its true intent. Realizing ignorance is to blame for actions wishing to be undone. Unaware of the outcome, when consequences are spun. Regrets of the past linger, unchangeable and stark, Echoes of our actions, leaving an indelible mark. We often fail to see the cost of love...

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The Name of Yahweh holds a reputation The Name of Jesus holds a Reputation No wonder His Name is attacked But this name can never be defeated Jesus upholds the status of his Glory He carries the Pattern of His Father Jesus is Jehovah the Saviour His Eternal Spirit changes our behaviour! He Saves us—He Delivers us The Name of Jesus holds a Reputation Do...

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God Holds Tomorrow Miracle Man 8/10/2024 Yesterday is a boarded up hotel, where memories seek their rest. We keep them locked up tight, but on review at our behest. Today is the sidewalk where many, are forced to pitch their tent. Added to capacity daily, by each clock tick that’s spent. Tomorrow is mere uncertainty, which never sees the light of day. For each welcome of...

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Love clutches memories like precious pearls, A necklace of moments, each a treasure. It grasps hope, a kite in life's wild swirls, Flying high above storms we can't measure. Love clings to promises, fragile as lace, Yet strong as the roots of an ancient tree. It embraces trust, a warm, safe place, A harbor in life's tumultuous sea. What love holds on to,...

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Rearranging my priorities making more of family time and less of time spent working enjoying the little things that matter most you live every day so make the most of it...

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My heart speaks words that want to be heard the need for my soul to hear those words my mind receives those actions that my spirit holds so dear 12/8/23 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2023...

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who holds the passion eyes who painted the blue skies who Embraces my soul who calls me son daughter ever so he who calls me so beautiful Who rides this above my enemies who has sent me ever free who hung himself allowed himself to die on a tree he did this for me...

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