Joy. Poems - Poems about Joy.

The Sun is pretty–Yes ,we know, It makes the sky and flowers glow. But look too long, and you will find, It's beauty scars. It's strikes you blind. We're taught to chase what shines the most, To the love ones who shine like ghosts. But not all gold is made to keep , some glitters loud and cuts too deep. Not...

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I slowly make my way, eyeing the perfect place to perch— the bench sitting in the full sun, caressing my face with its rays. I’m drawn to the light and shy away from the shade. It gives me a reason to be alive as I watch the children run around. So many years spent at the park; now I am here with my greats, wishing...

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Laughter hides in the strangest of places. I laughed when she spoke, the sun's rays kissing her Beautiful smiling, the lilt in her eyes Betrayed promises of many tomorrows. It's no secret that our life's been hard-- NO-- A betrayal of modest happiness. And yet, I found joy. Laughter whilst walking, Joyful moments of tender lovesickness. I forgot...

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Men in tailored suits and satin waistcoats, gold watches peeking out of their pockets, walked arm in arm with women in wide skirts ~ hooped, crinolined, elegantly sculpted. Their tight corsets tease each careful traipse, leaving traces of elegance and opulence... dotting the streets at Christmastime with exaggerated silhouettes. They kissed under mistletoe ~ hung in doorways, each kiss claiming a berry until none were...

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God’s touch surprises as rapture rises desire tempests tamed soul’s light is reclaimed...

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Kaleidoscopic Life ...

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I squeeze my eyelids narrow as I follow east The scarlet rays of dawn loom like a crouching beast That watches with a hunger neither harsh nor kind And breathes out living warmth into the sapling pines My path unfurls before me like a shaken sail Like wings as shy and boundless as the nightingale Like rivers drawn abroad by sloping...

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pleading petals play gently in the sun whispering joy across the sticky skin summertime blessings cannot be outdone however, autumn is her next of kin praying roses and melancholic buds remembering our heart’s tender healing hanging in timeless ache of fair redbuds season’s bliss lifts shadows who’re concealing promising the night stars, moon and fireflies rousing such beauty the skies come to life only God...

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They hate us not because we’re bad but because we are everything they cannot be Because while they stew in their own misery Formed from their own jealousy We live life fully Because that’s the beauty of Black people We create joy where joy has been locked out Then try to hide it through false superiority Whilst trying to convince the...

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To be black Is to live life freely Despite being trapped in a cage without a key Ignoring the hate from society As their bodies radiate envy Trying to destroy our joy through spreading negativity And taking our lives violently To be black Is to smile in the face of adversity To be black Is to find beauty in the...

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My soul had long been troubled... by hatred, dejectIon and contempt. They were the poisons that flowed red in my veins, burning like wildfire from my head to my toes, as if this world were inhabited by demons: that have teeth instead of fangs, tongues instead of flickers, and take delight in loading tears with sorrow. But from that day you responded...

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‘Lone, my life decorate will I And joy of life create will I. A fast-flowing streamlet am I, My way forward ferret will I. As my wishes are all my own, Carry ‘pon me their weight will I. What’s longing? Just a paper boat, My craves on sail set off will I. She once called me a road-side stone, As milestone,...

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our fontanel pulsates we pause to listen to whispers of God sensed as bliss strobes love’s embrace tightens our soul yields breathing in the elixir of heavenly delight...

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painful scars borne by a bug bite toxins therefrom causing deep pain melt in bliss mists that rise at night cool heat that cleanses our soul’s stain from heart abode in witness mode moment by moment, poised in time in staid silence we break the code that releases love’s bliss beat chime...

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AS IS GOD'S TIME Our love is as God’s time be: Tick tocking eternally:- I’m yours, and you’re mine; Our love, God’s gift, sublime:- I am for you, and you are for me; Our love is as is God’s time be:- You are the water of my life’s sea: Waving and frothing love eternally:- ...

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