Rightful Poems - Poems about Rightful

... They say that God is clothed in white, A throne of clouds, a robe of light. The angels, too, in linen gleam, Like snowflakes stepping through a dream. The lamb is white, the dove is pale— Al......

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...Rebellious nonestablishmentarian Pennsylvania Yankee... honored at freedom fête of course in my dreams where Tony the Tiger roars Matthew Scott Harris ranks as one hip cat gr-r-eat showcasing ......

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...In moonlit skies, the night awakes, The call of Eid, the morning breaks. Eid al-Adha is drawing near, A time of love, of faith, sincere. Ibrahim stood the hardest test, His son he offered, at ......

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... Interview with an Angel After a long surgery brewed in urgency, I lie supine with the body pining with fury With eyelids nearly closed seeking divine mercy To deliver me from ......

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... "For we are his workmanship (poiema), created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared in advance that we should do them." Ephesians 2:10. " I read these words in the ......

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... The static hiss, a prelude soft and low, Before the velvet voice began to flow. Ninety-four point seven, a beacon in the night, Guiding our young hearts with its gentle light. The eighties ......

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...Work for your world, But don't forget your afterlife, No one knows today if we are together, For tomorrow is not certain Let's pray for every moment After we're tired all day with our work L......

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...In case I never write another poem again, here's what I've been thinking I've had a rough time wrestling with the rigid grooves inside my red hard, head - heading nowhere really, getting no ......

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... Borrowed tongues and borrowed fading dreams, a landscape shaped by echoes, it seems. The mirror held reflects a foreign face, a longing etched for an adopted grace. The subtle shame in ac......

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... The synth's sharp cry, a neon-tinged despair, Drum machine's pulse, a rhythmic, cold embrace, Hair sculpted high, a defiant, frozen stare, In darkened clubs, we found our rightful place. Th......

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..."Life is like a boat tossed on the deep sea To journey through sunshine and stormy waves." By author A Lonely Soul I......

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... A scale, tilted, always. One side, feather-light, whispers of grace, the other, leaden, groans with consequence. A woman's voice, raised, hysterical, they say, a storm in a teacup. A man's......

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...‘I was born with the meaning of home running through my veins.’ - Lauren Eden ************************************************************** Light with home rule in my veins paternal care no......

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...A crow struts into a bar, it's a crow, not a native American. There's a hot wind blowing through town Texas Rangers are drinking on the job. A young beauty is busy capturing boys' hearts on her......

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... The green expanse, a velvet, silent field, Where spheres of color, destiny concealed. A gentle hum, the tavern's muted sound, As players gather on this hallowed ground. The cue stick poised......

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