Penitent Poems - Poems about Penitent

If I should wake to live another day my soul would surely burst with boundless joy. On pious knee I would fervently pray, repentant soul would actively deploy. A full day of blessèd atonement wide, a soul on mission to pay its penance. Rapidly strolling with refreshing stride, repentance on recent fair countenance. A purposeful action of ascesis, my heart would be uplifted from...

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Not so hard to repent Don't mind if I do for the fabric I've rent in my relationship with you I'm so sorry, please forgive me I'll never hurt you again How's that? ... Mere words, you say Just so...

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Oh how I loved you, and I still very much do. My world feels as though it’s going to end soon, But no, I’d much rather spend the rest of it with a friend. But really there’s no such person, that’s better suited, than you....

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*Image of A Universal Star by Private Stock. A Penitent Soliloquy It is in junctures like these that I encounter myself traversing a meadow of spring colors just yon the lea where purples and pinks contest further plus blues delivering pursuit for an actual take. In the completeness of the stretched out rivalry as its foremost spectator wavered I in gratefulness for...

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What joy! My prayer's answer has surpassed passion's deepest well And I am raised from my despair to grace's height By poetry, that only sought to vent emotions, Never dreaming another might consider it art Or that friendship might be found in my verse. Now even if sadness rules the earth, My pen's ink will stain the page with joy, My muse exult...

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My gypsy, mystic, music soul dances in ellipses Down pathways of holy manta mandalas. Ritualistic, shamanists trace circles in painted sand, And, I stand in boots of slavery, Like a penitent at the altar, Seeking entry permission at The vulvic door of your love. You wallow in anguished, angry fear, Hungering with your eyes. the rosey velvet treasure clutched Like crumbled heart-shaped chocolate dreams- Of Valentine's...

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Lord-- turn not away Thy face Thou desirest not the death of a sinner Thou desirest for men to come unto Thee so that Thou mayest gather them the way a hen gathers her flock i have not been true to Thee i have not harkened to Thy voice ...

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