Longs Poems - Poems about Longs

From childhood Unto adulthood I have tale-guided My thoughts and inactions Bible literature tells me that Those who disobey God Will find their space In the sepulcher While those who keep His commandments Will join the heavenly host And others To celebrate with Pope Chaplains ...

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Chronicles 2:6 NIV?? [6] But who is able to build a temple for him, since the heavens, even the highest heavens, cannot contain him? Who then am I to build a temple for him, except as a place to burn sacrifices before him? ??John 2:19-21 NIV?? [19] Jesus answered them, “Destroy this temple, and I will raise it...

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You who dwell in the gardens with friends in attendance, let me hear your voice! Song of Songs 8:13 NIV Young love, young love. Her love longs to hear her - her chirping in the garden, the peak of harp-pluck and see the flight of purest shamrock eyes. Her love’s jealous for a whispering of cherubic lips. *A find, this dove, this only daughter, the favorite of the...

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The Daddy Long Legs crawled into my tea. Looked up and smiled, coyly at me. Invited his wife and his offspring, all three. They were having the best time, I truly could see. So I decided to make them a big bowl of tea. I put in sugar and lemons, I cut them delicately. I had Daddy Long Legs invite relatives...

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Dear you .. It ain't just to proclaim her partner in life But to live it up all to prove them right ... To hold your hands tight before the world Her heart always wishes you beyond being her man ... From loving her with all your heart to being caught in stolen glances Your suprise calls to...

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C-old chill and long night H-ave turned into warm day; E-vening clouds disappear, R-ain has just gone away. Y-our birth brings much mirth, promising pure delight; L-onely twilight is fading, as the new dawn is shining bright. A-pril thirteenth morn is fine, U-nder the wide sky above; R-ays of the sun reflect, E-xpressing God's great love. S-hadows have passed...

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She wished to be A poet of renown, Wrote all of her poetry, Standing up-side-down. Of course, because of this, No one read it, The King demanded She be beheaded. Cynthia A Poet Who Loves To Sing (mind at play 10:31 p.m. sharp_ just off the top of my head...

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My heart longs to see you Everyday i pray we'll be together But something keeps pushing us apart If only i have the power over space and time I'll turn back time to when we used to be happy together My heart longs to be with you Being away from you makes life lonely and painful But it appears we can never...

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Simple songs and sing-a-longs Reading the write, and righting the wrongs Hanging noose and kissing booth Telling lies and spreading truths Brand new vest with a new bought dress Cleaning up and making a mess One in number a giant lumbers Slipping deep into his slumber Lazy nights and pillow fights Soundly soaring , flying kites Careful child and teenage wild Passions turning hot to mild Watching...

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I have not been good to my heart Indeed it desires love To banish my pain I request your affection Being only friends has come to my attention Curse me for wanting more Can it ever be different Is it possible for me to change your mind I hope that it will in time I want to be yours How do I open these locked...

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Dotted lights in the lake of the sky Beauty in form to the seeking eye Shine on bright Distant light Ripple upon the mirrored glass False reflection here is cast Hopeful eyes Unveil lies Gently to fall, as well to break Here bestowed, fear not to take Annointed head Blessing shed Light to the worn and weary eye Wait upon the wings to fly Beauty beheld Forest felled Still to...

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My spirit longs to go where the poco drums play And mother start gyrating and tumble at my feet My spirit long wrapped in pointed turban to sway And feel my heart frolicking to each drumbeat. Then the shepherd looking in a clear glass of water Would tell of sweet times and disaster Where we live on the hilly brow of...

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Your lips on mine are so sweet and I can't wait until again we'll meet, you dear, mean the world to me and to my heart, you bring much glee. This poem to you, do I write, whenever away from you, it doesn't seem right, someday the world shall see, what you really do mean to me. My heart longs for you without you...

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