Promise Poems - Poems about Promise

Let us start at the end because that is where it all began Ashes I clinched my fist because I did not want to let go I literally watched you slip through my fingers I cursed the day The day I looked into your eyes, lying there On a bed that represented hope Until that moment The moment I realised that you were...

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"My Word, My Bond" There were days I lost the fight Chasing wrong instead of right Bad habits pulling at my soul Stress and anger taking hold I slipped, I stumbled, broke and bled I doubted every word I said Yet through the wreckage and the rain You stood...

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"Through It All" I fell to habits hard to break I made mistakes I should not make The weight of stress upon my chest I gave the world my very best And still I cracked and still I fell Trapped inside my private hell But you stayed close and held...

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I don’t know if he needs me, or if he wants me near, But I can't help wishing I could calm his fear. Whether he asks for comfort or not, I still care, I want to be the one who’s always there. I keep my face calm, though it’s hard to pretend, But inside my heart, I can’t stop wishing...

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a majestic sunrise rolls in through my window how sublime the day unveils a challenge and a promise of much to live up to posted on April 13, 2025...

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He says we're just friends, But if I don’t Talk for a single day, He grows restless, searching for my voice or my text. When I rest my head upon his shoulder, His hand finds my cheek, gentle and caring, —As if protecting something precious. When he takes my hand in his, It feels like an unspoken promise, —A quiet vow lingering between...

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that look of innocence and expectation that a future with promises awaits their anticipation of clear blue skies and hope that tomorrow will be brighter that look of unadulterated naivete on the eve of realizing what shape we've left the world for future generations problems of injustice and inequality worse than ever that look that drills right through your soul and asks what you,...

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I wish you learnt me very well, That is my only dream which to you-I could tell, I will keep you engaged and will entertain, All you need is how to write me and understand me- For certain. I can make you get engrossed in me, And can give you flowers for your heart, I can reduce the pain in you...

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Like roaring rivers flowing under bordering bridges, Cascading over, under, and around blocking stones, So must we be as we continue to struggle Along the freedom road to promise Equanimity:- As we encounter walls of opposition built With blocks of injustice, Let us approach them as remnants of Jericho; Their fate and destiny, victims of fortitude and integrity Of a people with their eyes on the prize, plowing on...

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Words thrown like daggers piercing my soul When you were sent into my life, I was sure it was to make me feel whole the emptiness I'd always known, had started to slowly fade feeling our energies flow so deep and strong, making our bond grow everyday theres no way this can be wrong I fell more and more in love with you...

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It's a promise to laugh at the good. Be silly, spontaneous and comfortable being yourself. It's a promise to be supportive. Be the shoulder. Be the rock. Be the hand to hold each other up. It's a promise to accept. Accept the flaws-the big and the small. It's a promise to disagree. To argue and get mad. It's a promise to forgive. To listen and...

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vow you all of me as much as you enchants me much more, never less...

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I was crafted for you long ago of bronze Carried by Egyptians like fine silk I was once the ankh pressed against your pain We crossed the Nile while pharaohs slept in lotus dreams The desert was once our home and Cleopatra, our Queen While the queen courted Caesar and General Ptolemy ruled We clung to the fevered silver of the stars But now is...

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The smell of possibility, the taste of tomorrow, the feel of your small hand in mine, these are what I treasure as your Paddhu. Part of me will go on in this world, but part of me will always be that guardian watching in the garden of your becoming, offering my voice like gentle guidance, knowing that the promise will never end. Sweet child...

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In the quiet of the morning light, Where shadows dance and dreams take flight, Two hearts awaken, tender and warm, In the garden of us, love takes form. With every breath, a whisper shared, In laughter’s echo, we’ve truly bared Our souls entwined like branches strong, In this sacred place,...

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