Long Praying Poems
Long Praying Poems. Below are the most popular long Praying by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Praying poems by poem length and keyword.
I want gentle, genuine and graceful hands to not let me down
I want to rise above the issues and wear glory as a crown
You’re irreplaceably incredible and I’m jealous of your shine
You’re undeniably wonderful because you’re clever and divine
I desire your touch completely
Hear my call of seeking liberty
I miss you tremendously
I miss you incredibly
I can’t describe the many feelings inside that I conceal
I suffocate alone in the deep and this feeling’s for real
I’m longing for your passion
I belong with me for an eternity and beyond me
I’m praying for your compassion
To set me free, to free me
I shed these tears of misery
I admire you a lot, I won’t lie, you make me feel high with extreme eustress
I beg for your utmost mercy
Give it the strength you got to say goodbye to desolate unhappiness
Please, beloved, love me entirely
You’re incredibly irreplaceable
You’re irreplaceably incredible
You’re my companion of love and adoration
I’m sorry for leaving you in the dust of my devastation
I wear a poker face because I don’t know
How to react to certain people or environments
I wear solitude amongst the crowd of chaotic commotion…I don’t go with the flow
Only He can save me from my discouragements
Encourage empathy upon my meandering mind and heart
I’m not going to camouflage myself with doubts and worries
I love you, but I have to love myself before I break apart
You are giving me courage to face my fears and anxieties
Remember — you are your worst enemy when it comes to beating yourself up for some odd reason
Darling, you are a dandelion in due season and you are the sun after the awakening of the dawn
When you are down and about in the streets of loneliness
Please know that being captive in misery
Will eventually develop and blossom into liberating happiness
Let it be known that you’re not alone, honey
Take me back to when
The only price I had to pay
For drinking piss warm beer
Was all I had to fear
Where the clear and present yards
Made yesterday seem simple
Like popping pimples and emphasizing my dimples
Take me back home to Mum and Dad
And the endless fun I had growing up
With my pet pup
That showered me with love
Take me back to me at 17 evergreen
Praying for a kiss
Acting out for girls
After school on my bike
What must I have looked like
Take me back to records and cassettes
That cradled me to bed at night
The soundtrack of my youth
And my changing fashion's
But most of all
Take me back so I can correct my many mistakes
I so dearly wish I could now replace
So that the old man starring back at me in the mirror
Can live out his days at peace
Like back before my mistakes had taken place
Take me back
Some say tomorrow promises not jubilation but annihilation. And others say that tomorrow will bring horrors and sorrows. Tomorrow, a myriad of people will dream and celebrate yesterday. Tomorrow, many will not sleep but have nightmares about the future.
Tomorrow, I need not stop, park, recline, resign, and claim 'what's mine'. Tomorrow, I need not live with regrets, make fewer requests, and never again protest. Tomorrow, I will not look, feel, act, think, walk, and talk as if an anged ancient hasbeen. Today, I will not be anxious, stressful, and worry about what might happen tomorrow.
Tomorrow is the 'Age of R's": Redemption, Reconciliation, Rededication, Resilience, Resolution, Resurrection, Restitution, Reconstruction. Tomorrow will bring Restoration, Renewal, Revival, Revisitation, Returns on Righteous investments, and the Revolution of good. Tomorrow is the golden gateway, the ocean expanse, for that 'best' which will have finally come.
Based on the news media as well as social media available, tomorrow looks worse by the day. Should I hide my head in the sand and brace for a crash landing, or keep hoping, voting, and praying until the politicians come to an understanding, or head for the hills until the smoke settles, or get into my bunkers before the bombs start falling, or until the freeze is melted, or until the hurricane ceases?
If such were my only source of information, I too would be filled with intimidation and frustration. But my sources tell me to look up because my redemption is near and that tomorrow bodes great things. Based on a book that I have been reading for more than 50 years, tomorrow is looking better every day.
11262018PoSoupContest, Tomorrow, Edward Ibeh
Can't get over you
It's hard to go to bed at night,
knowing you're not there
The emptiness I feel inside,
is more than I can bear
I need to try and get some sleep,
'cause it's way past two A M
I must have counted a thousand sheep,
my mind's stuck in mayhem
My eyelids are a heavy load,
but I'm still wide awake
I'll keep pretending that you're here,
or else my heart will break
Bridge
That's the way it goes,
Will she come back?
Only God knows
Chorus
I can't get over you,
I just can't get over you...
Even when I have a dream,
your mem'ry crashes through
I've never ever felt such pain,
knowing things can never be the same
I just can't get over you.
I think back to the day we met,
and how your eyes would shine
Now I see they've lost their luster,
and we can't go back in time
I can't go out to the places,
that we used to go
I can't face familiar faces,
'cause I know that they all know
Bridge
That's the way it goes,
Will she come back?
Only God knows
Chorus
I can't get over you,
I just can't get over you...
Even when I have a dream,
your mem'ry crashes through
I've never ever felt such pain,
knowing things can never be the same
I just can't get over you.
I hope that you'll find everything,
that your heart desires
All that's left is to keep praying,
that my tears put out these fires
Chorus
I can't get over you,
I just can't get over you...
Even when I have a dream,
your mem'ry crashes through
I've never ever felt such pain,
knowing things can never be the same
I just can't get over you.
It's hard to go to bed at night,
knowing you're not there.
May 23, 2019
John Derek Hamilton
Are you lying in the bed you made
Or lying through your teeth
Are you praying for a better day
Or preying on the weak
Are you giving the world everything you have
Or taking from it what you can
Are you working on building relationships
Or always fighting against the man
Do you look for the good in everyone
Or look to everyone for the goods
Do you give one hundred and ten percent
Or not even do the things you should
Do you think about the things you say
Or always say the things you think
When you lead a horse up to the water
Do you force that horse to drink
We make choices every day
With ramifications far and wide
Please take precautions not to hurt
Those along with you on the ride
Line of inquiry:
Yes, I affirm, I have seen God
But He appeared and then disappeared
This knowing that transcends mind, left me awed
But until what’s imbibed is assimilated, by fears I’m seared
Once, I was so
very sick, and
I almost died,
and wandered
hospital halls
lost ... broken.
Until- I found
a quiet room
just for praying
so, I sat down
and opened a bible placed on a table looking at different Psalms, Verses.
Soon, I felt another person in the room, a man sitting beside me quietly.
He turned to me taking my hand and I knew it was God. I thought that
my time on earth was over. But, he stroked my hand and holding it told
me I had things
still to do for him.
That it was not
my time .... yet.
After, I got well
I never forgot
what God- said.
Now, I do things
very meaningful,
things for .. God.
I help the poor
and help animals.
I try to be kind
every single day.
And say prayers
each new dawn
I read this in the
bible- Isaiah 43.
When you pass
thru the waters
I will be with
you ... and thru
the rivers, they
will not overwhelm you; when you walk through fire you shall not be burned,
and the flame shall not consume you. Even Jesus holds me when I am afraid.
So, I saw God's face and it was beautiful and felt his love and that is my why.
On the first day of Christmas
I litted a red candle for one
On the second day...
A white candle for him
On the third day...
A pink candle for her
In the succeeding days
I litted a candle for souls of the old days.
For twelve days I litted a candle
Twelve days I prayed
Twelve days all my candles stayed
Twelve graves I prayed for and stayed.
With your strong winds
Me and the twelve candles I litted
Gale you... you blew away!
"Don't stop praying and caring!
In time, prayers will all be answered...
in caring."
(Prosebite)
A Dylan Thomas State of Mind
It’s precisely 2:45am...the time when
~ if I’ve fallen asleep ~
I always awake to find
Myself drenched in sweat.
I lie here beside my beloved
~ as I have so steadfastly since
16 November 2016 ~
Thinking about...wondering...pondering
The end of my existence.
I am not talking about
Taking my own life.
NO!
I’ve seen, heard, touched, tasted, smelt
too much...
I’ve survived too much, felt too much...
I value Howard’s sweet...sweet...
Nurturing soul’s devotion
To keeping me alive these past 40 years
To raise my hand against myself...now.
I AM talking about these things:
Where do we go when we die?
Do I have a soul?
Will I be conscious — at the moment it happens —
That I am drawing my very last breath?
Sometimes, when I awake in the early morn,
Howard is motionless beside me
And I stare at his beautiful face.
Dare I reach out and touch it with one finger?
What if it’s stone cold?
His flesh heavy...dead?
Death.
The End of Living.
The End...The End...The End...
Last January I begged for surcease...
For an end to the pain...
An end to the physical torture...
An end to the psychic suffering...
The constant thoughts of:
“Is there a Hell?”
“Will I go there if I take my own life?”
“What does ‘eternity’ mean?”
Now this morning of 19 October 2017
I am thinking...feeling...praying:
Please...Please...Please...
God/Goddess/All That Is/The Universe/The Spirit
Make my neglected hated scorned body
Healthy and whole.
So I may live
today...
tomorrow...
next month...
next year...
Do not let me go gentle into that good night.
I am alive now...
And I rage...
I RAGE NOW!
....against the dying of the light.
Barbara Dickenson
19 October 2017
He's late
Or am I early
What time is it?
Can't see
The stars are uncoordinated.
Whose in charge?
What's with The mighty Mac wrappers
congregation?
Praying under the lamp post.
Nature's corpse,
Man's rubble,
Who won?
Stop thinking.
That's enough,
Never enough.
Gonna go;
Can't
Godot.
Fillet o fish;
Garlic mayonnaise.
Existence Is a annoyance
Feet hurt.
Toes to big. Or socks to thick.
That's enough;
It's never enough.
Double cheeseburgers,
With fries.
Nature's dead,
Cement Holocaust.
Let them follow.
Enough;
Gotta go
Can't;
Godot .
Form:
May 5 Scripture Meditations Based on Psalms 33-36
Key Verse – Psalm 36:8 They shall be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of thy house; and thou shalt make them drink of the river of thy pleasures.
MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR SATISFYING ME ABUNDANTLY
Thank You for satisfying me abundantly with Your goodness-fatness…
Here am I humbling before You by Your loving kindness
And seeking Your compassion’s fullness
Along Your joyous faithfulness.
Thank You for satisfying me abundantly with Your grace-pleasure…
Here am I exalting You around Your holy enclosure
And acknowledging Your righteousness’ pressure
Along Your honourable censure.
Thank You for satisfying me abundantly with Your wisdom-guidance…
Here am I listening to You by Your constant attendance
And recognizing Your calling’s performance
Along Your encouraging forbearance.
Thank You for satisfying me abundantly with Your provision-bounty…
Here am I praising You by Your granted prosperity
And extolling Your supreme sovereignty
Along Your majestic beauty.
Thank You for satisfying me abundantly with Your presence-fellowship…
Here am I communing with You by Your ordained relationship
And praying through Your Spirit’s leadership
Along Your responsive partnership.
Thank You for satisfying me abundantly with Your compassion-sufficiency…
Here am I trusting You by Your assured mercy
And depending on Your Word’s fervency
Along Your faithful persistency.
May 5, 2022