Rise Up Poems - Poems about Rise Up

... Blindness of the mind fertile ground for hate to expand when societies become blind no doubt atrocities will follow if a little Angel shall rise and speak up the devils will be ferociou......Read the rest...

...People with heavy minds, They are of all kinds, Yet all are entrapped with the same binds; They think and think more, Than they blink in few clinks, Of those binds. How heavy of chains they bear, ......Read the rest...

...Well you know this old world that we live in, is the only one we’re going to get. Now I don’t know how you feel about it, but I ain’t ready to give up just yet. So, if we let go of all this ang......Read the rest...

...What we affirm now, has been said before but know dear soul, the word is not the thing and so shifting from thinking to feeling, being a melding of head with the heart, in staid silence, negating......Read the rest...

...Eye disorder For the values ??in the rise of nations. In the sight in people's eyes. They enjoy their chosen lives with little sight. Feeling the hard blows to spread to all people. With......Read the rest...

...Beneath the moon's veil, where stars whisper at the universe's edge, Thoughts sway in the echoes of riddles uncomprehended. Here, the sacred message from a journey with the hallucinogen's verse Te......Read the rest...

...Beneath the moon's veil, where stars whisper at the universe's edge, Thoughts sway in the echoes of riddles uncomprehended. Here, the sacred message from a journey with the hallucinogen's verse Te......Read the rest...

...Speak to me in Whispers My weakness is magnetic Attracted to the metal in your spine My creative spark Ignited by the fire in your mind The hunger I have for learning Is fed with the manna yo......Read the rest...

...Her spring returns to me, in death, I shed a tear, alone, for the weeping blossoms, in the knowledge a moon will rise again, before the rhythm of her breath, turns out to be my own. ......Read the rest...

...When the hot sun begins to drown in the deep mighty ocean, And the cool moon begins to rise from the high mountains in slow motion, She starts to fly away steadily with the gentle winds, As she op......Read the rest...

... Young Anna* worked with yarn and loved a quilting bee, but someday she’d do works that all the world would see. Her genius flourished late in life and freely flowed, for not by man but nature ......Read the rest...

...In the cathedral of eternity, where time itself kneels in reverence, Where stars are candles burning on the divine altar on high, There Jesus, Savior and Sun-giver, makes His presence felt, In the......Read the rest...

... ** In Evidence ** Go now! Get a title down ……………………………before the ending E va por ate s leaving as i praise Our Most Ho......Read the rest...

... Sometimes it's good to give yourself up in an heartfelt yell - to find a place out of earshot of others, a beach will do, or better, a shoreline with rocks and crashing waves, or out bush ......Read the rest...

...Ebb and flow of tides, the way eagle glides and how raindrops fall, mind cannot recall. Mind wishes to know, source of our soul’s glow, fragrance of a rose, blooming in repose. Fears that......Read the rest...