Life And Love Poems - Poems about Life And Love

When you see others hurting and your heart doesn’t cry, Look inside and ask yourself the answer to your why? The path we’re given here on Earth is so we can learn. To begin the learning process, we must feel concern. For each to evolve while on this Earth, each must transform. Right choices made along the way seldom cause...

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Being more open to others’ ideas Being helpful when I encounter the helpless Being loving when I see those that seem unlovable Being slow to anger when I feel I’m being attacked Being understanding when others make mistakes Being non-judgmental when people are different from me Being thankful for all that comes into my life ...

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I live and love fearlessly. I live and love fiercely. I lived and loved falsely. I lived and loved freely. I am living and loving fulfillingly. I am living and loving fantastically. I am life and love firstly. I am life and love forthrightly. I live and love felicitously. I live and love fastidiously. I lived and loved ferociously. I lived and loved fragmentally. I am living...

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Dear Eos, I wish I still felt passion in my heart toward the generous soul that you are. You always saw beauty in the world and painted strokes of life with a brush of sweetness and delight. I am sorry for the suffering life's put you through. The heart is a fickle thing. It simply was not meant to be. We've walked...

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On your journey to one hundred, I say, Try laughing, learning, and loving each day. You’ll meet many travelers along the way. Share memories with others, take time to pray. Enjoy a sunset, eat a piece of pie. Take in life’s beauty and quit asking why. Take a long walk as often as you can. Talk with a loved one, walking hand...

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If you knew... That the one who tore you in two, and Made you One with the earth, And The one who glues you, Unites you, petal by petal, Contributes to your happiness... If you knew...? Would you shed another tear? ...

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my love life is a flash of television movies reruns and a bit of news it's all on screen and i'm the outsider looking in...

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they met, felt blest. stars smiled, friends cheered. time moved, life flowed. doubts crept, trust, slept. he yelled, peace stilled. she wept, distraught. hate grew, winds blew. both fought, for naught. bond shook, love broke. they went, love spent. ...

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What is the gift the Creator doth give? Providing a purpose for which to live. It could be the consciousness He gave man. The awareness we’re part of His grand plan. Faith and trust in what’s physically not seen. An eternal life, but what does that mean? Thoughts that come to us from we know not where. Caring without knowing just why...

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Each person grieves in their own way, processing loss is never easy. It helps to have understood early on that nothing lasts forever. Death is part of this life that's transient, the end never comes when opportune. It's comforting to focus on the treasures, no matter how short the love has lived. And what remains within the heart, enshrined, resides in there forever ~ AP:...

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Shadow Love Just follow, follow a lost life Grey walk, dark, shadow life Where? Where? Where is life? There is no life. Remaining dark A heart loved. Just for you Touch it. Opens dark love I love you Dark life ...

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Riding a beam of universal light. The heavens are luminous, every night. Interpreted through fear a blinding bright, Filtered through Love it provides great insight. Is it better to give, than to receive? First try it, then tell me what you believe. Be honest with others, never deceive, A life worth living, you’ll surely achieve. ...

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It Never Gets Old We do; It doesn't. The caring that fills the deep dark The warmth that flows From self to self The deep, dear chains of love Forged from a lifetime's memories; It never gets old. The march of our little history Revolving with the cogs of other histories Themselves moving other, ever greater histories Never gets old. From endings emanate new beginnings Change is constant, Yet...

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I want slow mornings, bread rising in the oven, little feet padding across the floor, a Bible open beside my coffee. I want to home school my children at the kitchen table with crayons and scripture, to teach them about fractions and forgiveness in the same breath, to let wonder lead the way. I want to be the wife who lights candles at dinner, who...

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My friend is the ocean, waters that glide, Rustling my footsteps and tousling my hair; Many the times that we walked side by side, A spark and forever, joined as a pair. Always a cloud there lay over its play, Dappled the sunlight that fell on my face; Heaving, its waters had something to say; Twilight with meteors it took for the...

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