Made Poems - Poems about Made

My love for you is like a crashing plane: exhilarating pace, without control: you’re equatorial around the pole. Why meet my sunshine with torrential rain? My heart is Dealey Plaza, you’re on Main. I often think destruction is your goal - you seem to me a well-intentioned troll. Profundities, once uttered, are inane: your utterances, colourfully drab, are tart as custard, sweet as succotash: your...

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She wasn’t just beautiful— she was the pause between two heartbeats, the way the moonlight lands softly on a world too harsh for light. Her eyes held galaxies, but not the loud, burning kind— the quiet ones, where stars learn to listen before they shine. Her smile wasn’t just a curve— it was a promise, a soft unraveling of every storm I’d ever carried. She spoke in silences that...

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There are choices I've made that no longer speak, but scream within me, Like winds lost in a violent storm, stirring my silent soul, I cannot return to them, cannot mend them, but they pass over me, Like cold shadows slipping across warm skin, leaving sensations of untamed longing. I regret them in ways for which I have no...

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I never thought about this time, Neither I planned it, And here I am; Inside of a wave, That’s pushing me by. And the fight is reigning, Even though I’d never wanted to war; And the tears are falling, Even though I never thought I wanted to cry. The veil of the night, It’s covering my eyes, And the voice of despair; Leaves me alone, In a bed...

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Inspired by love, light, wishes. Today I made a wish for you By Michelle Morris 21/06/2025 Today I made a wish for you A wish that all your dreams come true That stars shine brighter in the night Reminding you of your inner light That angels surround you night and day God's blessings to shower as you pray That you'll...

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Peacefully they had marched on Voices raised, not fists Pleading for freedom, For a chance to breathe without fear. But what truly is freedom? Is it worth twelve million displaced souls Cities leveled into dust And dreams buried beneath rubble? What began as peaceful Became a wound the world blinked past Sores etched into memory Scars broadcast, then forgotten. The headlines have moved on But the grief remains Mothers...

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Everyone was fine until they ate the last slice. Before the sugar was poured twice. Lastly, it’s horrible like general sweating. Waiting and regretting. Everyone had fur, like a werewolf. I had nothing except a hat from golf. Cranky portraits on the wall. I somehow used to be tall. Until the shrink ray passed through....

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They called her triple scoop at school cuz she was kind of plump she was made of ice cream, so all day long she ran and ran and ran Sliding in and out of freezers just to gather herself up in a clump They called her "Dairy Queen Of Junior High" she...

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Awakening humanity.' Struggling within the breadth and depth of possibility's revelling in those possibility's and also an Obstinancy.' Blood-soaked actions stoking their reality wanderers all' Lost leaders exploring so much iniquity bursts of good; with some intensity! Travelling in orbits so Habitually. Builders of edifices in great vanity' until redemption through the veil of flesh; to humanity.'...

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What was I made for? I was made to be God's poet Every day Writing some poetry With my poems I hope to send A message to the world That is in trouble I hope the God's people Gets my message That I am trying So hard To send to them I seem so many poverty In the streets of Toronto The poor people During the Summer Sleeps in the street Of Toronto Also...

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She moves with shining in every step. Wandering calmly on peaceful paths, led by kind. Her smile soothes the pain and struggles, It heals the pain and construct happiness She lifts the difficulties with a glow of love, No pride upon her. Her voice is like a song, and she guides with truth, calms the storm where her shadows...

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HEARTS of gold will melt in the heat of scorn n'pride, where greed is born. hearts of stone feel no pain, loss, nor happiness again. numb to sorrow but also peace... imprisoned in stone with no release. a heart of lead, so heavy with poison, with bitterness, regret, weighing you down into the dark~ into depths to drown. a heart of clay will grow stronger in the oven...

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All things great and small He made them all God made them all Those lives that are secure Like a heart that is so pure He made them all God made them all For salvation for the least He gives them all a great peace He made them all God made them all When you're in the valleys low And you don't know where to go He...

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After the wife made a suggestion about what to write about... I decided to title my piece a concatenation of a few different notions incorporating fictional romance alluding to myself and spouse in conjunction with hybridization stemming from vague references to tried and true value tangentially sparring with Cinderella but giving the following free verse poem a slight twist and shout. I take the liberty...

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As each day passes, I see the promise made by Christ being fulfilled, in a world where the tumultuous days of the end of history seem to be shortened for the sake of the chosen, for if He did not intervene, no one would remain unharmed by the decay of the empire of darkness spreading everywhere. Madness sets in,...

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