More Than Life Itself Poems - Poems about More Than Life Itself

I love all the love you give to me Speaking truth and gratitude so easily Digging deep to plant a seed Of respect you fill each need And I'm mystified at your loving heart of purest gold As each day comes to show reaching high to conquere each goal You take time To find a road Of peace and ease My special gift...

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My life is like a train where passengers enter in leave they turn into my reverie on this tiresome journey This journey is so long but it always seems short coz' time flies away soon and nothing stays for long neither my reverie nor my content some unfavourable times arrive that surely disappoint. My train halts...

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It was a dark and intimidating night, I intent look up towards misty clouds, Winds twirl the air to ice. Falling to pieces from the trees, leaves scars into Earth’s heart, Souls of human beings are ruined from the ending of day, The end is near, do we exist in the last days of the last days. Optimistically, the world is...

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At last on my deathbed I reach for two words The ones often transient or sadly unheard As my eyes close forever to journey anew Two words mark my passing a final “Thank You” (The Book Of Prayers: September, 2022)...

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as it exists now a time and place where I can never return in the reality of distant dimensions tucked in memory more real than life itself here and gone unattainable alive and thriving energy pulsating imbued with the vital spark as in some surreal vortex an open door leading across to the other side AP: 3rd place 2022, 2nd place 2022 Submitted on April 29, 2022 for contest...

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You would think at this ripe old age of eight-six Love and romance would no longer be foremost in my thoughts Well that is so very far from the truth, it's laughable This is what I had envisioned when I was a much younger lad Always thought love would be much less important to me How wrong could one be......

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Love is in the air One can tell by the fields of clover That adorns the hillside The scent of jasmine, the taste of honey We only need stop and observe All the many wonders of the world To realize how much we have to be thankful for The soft warm breeze of a summer morning The snow that covers the trees and...

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I am unhappy in this situation, and yet. . . Does not a dandelion blossom even when alone, praying to a desolate street lamp? Poem's title attributed to Edgar Cayce....

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You were a little creation in lifes making Which sadly has left my heart on the breaking. A grandchild created not to live on this earth At least in heaven youve given this ctuel world wide berth. And i can only imagine what your life could have been In imagination of what onlu my thoughts now are seen. Born into...

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You were a little creation in lifes making Which sadly has left my heart on the breaking. A grandchild created not to live on this earth At least in heaven youve given this ctuel world wide berth. And i can only imagine what your life could have been In imagination of what onlu my thoughts now are seen. Born into...

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M-ore than just life itself, E-arnestly fulfill our duty; R-ight before the Lord's sight, L-et's perform with integrity. Y-our birth brings much mirth, N-ight so lonely has gone; D-ay twelve in May morn A-ssures of the rising sun. T-ruly more than life itself, A-im to uphold our task divine; G-ive it utmost priority, U-sing either vile clime or...

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Titanium, Strong mental minded, behind it Looking for the lost and found, but can't find it. Sharp energy intense, timed it No one can see the future - I guess we’re all blinded. Strong like gorilla, softer than blue, skys above your head sunny afternoon. Delicate delight, delicious every bite big appetite appetizer for 2. July, june, the order doesn’t matter...

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“It is that life itself, fully awake, fully active, fully aware that it is alive. It is spiritual wonder.” Thomas Merton, New Seeds of Contemplation +++++++++++++++ Dark rain penetrates tender leaves, swells spirits, sparks dormant roots to life. Like a god, Your star ascends; with wonder and grace shines Your mighty face!...

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One can tell by the fields of clover That adorns the hillside The scent of jasmine, the taste of honey We only need stop And observe all the wonders of the world To realize how much we have to be thankful for The soft warm breeze of a summer morning The snow that covers the trees and rooftops Like a cozy warm blanket Curling...

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You would think at this ripe old age of seventy-eight Love and romance would no longer be foremost in my thoughts Well that is so very far from the truth, it's laughable This is what I had envisioned when I was a much younger lad Always thought love would be much less important to me How wrong could one be......

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