Hope Love Poems

Daily Devotion-TSF

For Sir Charles Messina's Two Sever Four Poetry Contest 

3 September 2025 



At dawn
I wake
With hope,
Thinking
About
Maker
Of life

I pray
To God
For faith,
To keep
Me from
Trouble
And strife

He knows
My mind
My heart,
All things
I'll do
He can
Foresee

At night
I thank
The Lord
For love
And care
He gives
To me

Let The Flowers Grow Again

Smiles of roses in our garden wither,
As the wings of our love mid-air dither,
Our songs are sung without their melody,
We live our lives in black and white,

Our love's colours stolen by the rainbow,
With our cloudy skies missing the stars' glow,
Rather our lean cheeks bear the pool of tears,
Enough to form two times the Pacific.

Though the

Let The Flowers Grow Again - Mystic

Let The Flowers Grow Again Poetry Contest// Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose
( 2nd Place )

Written: August 26, 2025


There are days the globe feels heavy,
when the garden does not answer back,
and every stem bows under the weight of rain.

I walk among the silence,
touching soil with trembling hands,
wondering if beauty remembers me
if blossoms still dream beneath the

Naive Faith

In the still of dawn, tears fall, heartbroken
Sorrows murmur of the past’s distant dread
Words won’t come and the fear goes unspoken
As my soul seeks, unsure of what’s ahead
My mind wanders to light I can soak in
Knowing my soul will read those things unsaid
Singing grace through the night’s quiet shadows
And tears play in the verses I

Head Over Heels

How can I tell if you really care?
How can I know you'll always be there?
There've been so many times in the past
I've had relationships that didn't last.
I don't know if I can go through this again,
I'm not sure that it's worth all that pain.
I managed to keep all the others at bay.
I even found that

HE IS MY HEARTBEAT

 
 He is the heartbeat of my soul; he is the one who takes control 
He leads me to the crossroads so that I can choose
how I could win and how I could lose, and for every error that 
I make he wii correct my mistake
I am but a lamb who can lose its

Pressures And Troubles - The Free Verse Style

~Pressures  And Troubles ~
 (Free Verse  ) 



~O~


Pressures and troubles build up and there you go
And keeping that smiling face is really very hard
That's when things have a way to add up and just go wrong
And then sometimes, nothing  seems to go our way and nice as planned.

~o~

As the years, months, weeks,

Fantasy?!

Looking back through a sea of doubts,

Wave after wave of choices, 

some of which I would have been better off without. 

Regrets like drops of rain in an ocean of reality. 

If only one by one, with all the hurt and pain, 

could disappear into its deepest depths. 

Oh! Silly me to ever believe in

Soul Song

Lost pieces of my soul
flow downstream, on rivers
where I once swam
amid the pearls of peace
bleeding from shadows
carved into the stones,
hallucinations swelling
on the sandcastle shores,
where I resort to paddling
like a dog swimming upstream,
singing of mysteries
who live amid the silent trees

listen to the gurgle of the waters,
melting into yesterday
with smooth, still colors
bruising the sinuous glow
of an afterthought,

THE ULTIMATE NATURE OF WAR

THE ULTIMATE NATURE OF WAR

Sown love reaps world peace,
While sown hate will reap world war:
Power its sower:-
Sharers of love will sow peace:
Profiteers of war, sow hate:-

World peace uprooted,
War’s deforestation plows
World devastation:-
Armageddon coming:
God plowing us a new day:-

Be ever mindful,
War is a power monger’s
Child of destruction;
And will be chastised by God:
Its navel giver uprooted:-

Lost and Broken

When all around sharp scattered fragments
of broken dreams bloodied my soul 
and pierced every thought that dared
to take a step  YOU  lifted me.

When burdened by an unrelenting weight
of cold and ice and snow, I bent,
until my crown was buried,
frozen in the wood.
Sounds of snapping, crashing limbs
shattered on the crust and slid
against my brow

In His Presence

There is a feeling, yet not a feeling
it’s more of a sense, sensitivity
to the touch, the joy, the love that flows
from the One who knows me
as I’ve never been known by anyone

He knows my heart, my soul, my spirit
the fears I’ve felt, the way I’ve met
with darkest days and sunlit praise
the gentling truths, the music

I'm a Puzzle Man

I was a poor boy from New Orleans.
Living in fear.
No one taught me how to steer.
My A.D.H.D made be focus on the fear.
The O.C.D made me re-live all the worst years.
Always told myself I was better ,
I  was a knight.
Still being pierced, by all the spears.
Thrown though me.
Always being  judged for missing pieces.
Im

Nishtlam

Look in the eyes, twinkling light, so alive... caressing the heart, breathing life across the soul, inspiring joy within the one who knows that love comes from above ~ by poet

There are times when I cannot say
	where He is, just how He stills
		my weary heart, my soul’s distress
sometimes, it feels like there is not enough

Let It Be

I gave my heart, it bled so deep,
Tried to hold on, but couldn’t keep,
Nights were cold, tears fell like rain,
Whispered low, let go the pain.

I searched for love, but it slipped free,
Flickers lost where light should be,
Through all the hurt, I learned to see—
Maybe sometimes you just gotta let it be.

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