Perfected Poems - Poems about Perfected

“To love, or not to love?” that is the point, the focus which men lose beyond disjoint. To be a god among men, and unloved, is woe: even wild beasts are not unmoved by these fragmented, lone, unearthly souls, for whom the scroll of history unrolls. Man, being so much better than feral beasts, should eschew (and end!) the vile, evil feasts of...

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Ahh! Such a Perfect Love To be loved by a person as God flows through them That is the perfect Agape Kind of Love Sometimes your place in someone's life for God's purpose It's for His glory to shine 8/23/23 Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2023...

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IN HIM PERFECTED- I am I am in Him perfected I wonder if I fly in heaven I hear the sound of the angels wings I see the lion sleeping next the sleeping lamb I want longevity of life, to see Jesus descend from the heavens I am in Him perfected I pretend to be invisible I feel triumphant I touch the hearts of...

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A shiny forest of an armpit By Ninety-Five percent a cesspit; A quick verifying touch of this By Ridiculed Christopher Elvis Also brandishing a moist pelvis, For long months now excused by Doris His Understanding, Hopeful Girlfriend But clearly seeking its abrupt end. Anew, Elvis investigative finger Goes for The Sticky Feeling that would linger, His Poor Hygiene Principal Bell Ringer And Change-for-the-Better Soft...

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Rounded corners and soft edges Come to us Like white geese waddling Small babies swaddling Without knowing them as gifts We are Much deeper Than our borders. Past skin and heart And long into the soul. We are all and ever only Wishes from before And we are all and ever only Dreams of something more....

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And just What is perfect faith Is just And justice Is released left alone Just believed Hope for Receive and believed Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020...

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made divine & healed rescued &transformed our life fully satisfied in the physical psychological ...

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For as long as he could remember he had perfected the art of illusion, For he has never really been what people see, Only what he needed people to see, He was scared to truly be himself for fear that the deviant darkness within, Once released would know no boundaries. He wasn’t being untruthful or fake, just realistic in regards...

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Poem Was Perfected After effort, all things are corrected, And only the best you truly selected; Devoted to duty; Such a beauty; Each poem you wrote was perfected. Jim Horn Remember doing this receiving a Bachelor's then a Master's. Each Diploma on Table Lays These have been all bygone days, When I had received much praise; In an aura Of euphoria; Now each diploma on a table lays. Jim...

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#EPANALEPSIS POETRY look into the eyes, look true love eyes never lie about true love infatuation, loves learning curve, infatuation I do, the vow, forty-eight years and still I do together, we will always be together alone again, never again alone together now, and forever together perfected love our life, our life is love perfected...

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#EPANALEPSIS POETRY together we will always be together alone again never again alone together now and forever together perfected love our life, our life is love perfected #NEW FORM...

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purifying sense is the finest way to be perfected with wisdom...

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pips pine poses perfect perfectly perfected perfecting perfectionism perfectionistly so he played his harp only heard in the dark shadows shattered rest broken by silences test waves wane on sound vibrations are bound touching chaotic'ing realms brushing neurotic'ing whelms blushing arts streaming scars prancing like gleaming shards glancing with seeming stars romancing loves branded regaurds only heard in the dark he played his harp ?...

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Have Been Perfected As long as on earth I do remain alive With God and Son in me shall survive Each moment and complete my destiny It is God always bringing out best in me. No telling where best is liable to appear Could be far off or place nice and near On occasion some people may bother Each time I said I...

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One in the morning Pitch black outside He looks around The neighbors are sound asleep The homeowners are out of town He pry's open the door With a crowbar in hand Pieces of the door frame broken all over the floor He looks for expensive electronics Jewlery and more This isn't the first time Certainly won't be the last He...

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