Separating Poems - Poems about Separating

Here a woman and man sit on a bench. The man beside her holding her hand The woman weeps. The man is praying, So it seems - we do not stare, although They are both loving souls, it’s plain. See the flowers lit with sunset glow. It’s evening in the park at summer time. Earlier in the day there was a band, But...

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November 11 Scripture Meditations Based on Galatians 1-2 Key Verse – Galatians 1:15 … It pleased God, who separated me from my mother's womb, and called me by his grace. MY GOD, THANK YOU FOR SEPARATING ME UNTO YOU Thank You for separating me unto You by Your mercy From sinfulness’ evil persistency Toward Your available pardon-sufficiency Against my iniquity-inflicted deficiency. Thank...

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An open mind, a drifting thought A place to escape A place to hide Rage from something of matter Words cripple integrity of who said what and why An individual's interpretation upsetting another Defensive actions taken to protect …... At times honesty is not honest and yet vulnerability with insecurities exposes a small spark of...

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Living apart is that thought so unimaginable, separating these hearts is so heartbreaking; how could we hold hands and not be listening to our breaths when silence is undeniable? Let intuition put some sense in us, as wise as we are, we can't go past that line and not understand that staying together is fine; how hard is it to give up...

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Amist the broken pieces I stand whole shattered and torn While in my emotions I stand whole My sins have fully laden separate my spirit's soul Physically I'm confounded mixed emotions Scattered so I've repented been replenished blossomed and grown Cause now I have Jesus my Savior and He's never letting me go Selah/Hallelujah 3/27/21 Written words by...

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Duality which is in motion must be stilled If we would observe singular reality within Muddied waters need to be distilled Only when the mists clear, may meditation begin Perpetual motion of body, senses & thought Grooves of habit having huge momentum Repressed subconscious fears & desires, which we forgot Are all our nemesis resident in the egos sanctum Without stopping...

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Where one grain of sand can become a castle crumbing it has lost all compass bearing truth loosing all sense of living reality twisted under moral direction pretending to care with uneducated values calling insanely on the death sentence heresy chanting for thee blood of the innocent this begins an old ancient curse born Babylon giving birth...

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