Shallow Poems - Poems about Shallow

Many are doctrine heavy but Kingdom shallow With a mellow attitude, they become arrogant Displaying the components of theory but Their lives lack the practicality of the Kingdom of God Doctrine heavy, Kingdom Shallow is a common mistake These are the men who are generally fake They speak a lot but do not know the Kingdom They hardly know their KING They sing...

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joining the dots, mind game inane, tracking pitter patter of rain, the pull of divine magnetism, cascading in body-mind prism, God’s benediction healing pain...

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Why do we mingle in the shallow end. Yet allow ourselves to drown in the deep end. Why do we allow ourselves to put our guard down when it should be up. Why do we allow ourselves to Continue to fall for simple words. My heart is blocked and sealed. My walls are up and no longer Want to feel. I want to be...

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Maybe I’m too simple or too shallow but I’m not angry. What’s wrong with me? I was trying to think of someone I hate, Jews, CIS guys, republicans, palestinians, blacks, democrats, the left handed, authority figures, central americans, parents, vagrants, the usual suspects, but I’m coming up empty Things aren’t perfect don’t get me wrong I’ve got a pug nose a flat chest a giant forehead and too much work to...

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In Shallow Hours, graves are dug By words morose, Their hollow powers seem mundane, But are much worse. Being Lonely in a crowded room, With empty words Muttered by survivors; Whose frosty breath in time, With second hand, Will still ones heart with breach of mind From gestures grand; So gentle souls as we, Will speak...

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In flood the creek is still a walk over. A listless washing of the land, a hesitant flow, never meant to be a tributary, or delta of anything at all. The opaque water meanders through sunken banks then after a few miles, seeps into a wallow of bottomland. It recently has been given a name, a new housing development built beside...

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They call it a race, but it feels more like a circus— tightropes stretched over flames, clowns tripping over their own pride, while I, in my worn sneakers, stroll past their delicate egos. Let them shout. Their speed is a gunshot— all noise, no aim. I’ve got the calm of a bassline, the steady rhythm of knowing that slow doesn’t mean weak. Victory? It’s a cheap bottle...

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The intellect craves but stops ...

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I fell into a shallow dream as often as I have, and do; amongst sleep and wake where things seem so nebulous between the two. A dead leaf floating down a stream; the cold unknown lurking below;  the radiance of sun on high, slow winding in the gentle flow while some familiar friends drop by; a mourning dove, a cawing crow. There’s wonder in our...

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No we are all but standing sons and daughters Barefoot is standing in shallow water Bereaved and buried we walk in unison in parade underneath the cloud in heaven the one that touches Embraces the Earth Barefoot is standing in shallow water we are not bound but bonded to our girts and renaissance and truths we...

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Shallow Graves Miracle Man 2/4/2024 Memories, we inter in a shallow grave, are the one’s we’re better off forgetting. Perhaps we were wronged and never forgave, and time’s lateness now finds us regretting. “Peace of mind catnaps on a bed of feathers, while anxiety lies tense on ticking filled with straw.” Tom ...

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You have sent for me to calm the impeccable sea, you have sent for me to set your spirit free, they have been up all night beating drums and doing some strange ritual under the golden sun, they walked for hours in groups of two and threes to get to the troubled sea,...

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Pity all those souls unkind Shallow hearts and weak of mind Many here have yet to find They walk through life deaf and blind Reasoning remains unsound Empathy nowhere around Love and joy so rarely found Till the day beneath the ground...

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The Bahama Islands our nation of shallow seas our archipelago in the sun we live on which the Lord our God laid our foundation of life upon the shallow plantations of The Atlantic Ocean We are a consecrated nation the envy of our Greater Antillean siblings the best kept secret for in the eyes of our Creator our seas as...

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Heart dwells in fire, A rain of words approaches it, Shallowness ignites despair, The wind of shadows Blows away the ashes....

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