Short Kneel Poems
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Kneel and Reveal Appeal
Horn Haiku
we started to kneel
what this always would reveal
God has much appeal
Jim Horn
I'd propose to you, but my knees are shot
To kneel down hurts me a lot
Anyway, what I'd rather do
is pop the question with my arms around you
While you drown in tears everynight
she dosent even care enough to think about you once
While you kneel and beg for her to return
she dosent even care enough to look down
Run before you lose your life to her
forget every moment you ever shared
Try to live once again
when life gets to hard
it's gets to hard to stand up
fall to the ground knell
troubles got you up
and you can't sleep at night, just
fall on your knees, kneel
when life gets to hard
it's gets to hard to stand up
fall on your knees, kneel
8/02/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.©2018
Dear Lord
I come knocking at your unlocked door
bend my knees, humbly kneel on your floor
mercy for time spent on earth I ask
for the sins and still unfinished task.
You have blessed me with nature's beauty,
youth, family , and blissful duty
and I wouldn't change any Your blessings
just wish I would had heed your callings.
5/1/2021
Will the words come,
will the words go
Are they forever,
how do I know
What do I think,
what do I feel
Memory escapes
a spoke off the wheel
Written in blood
spoken in rhyme
Forever to echo
forever sublime
Daffodils scatter
a wolf howls at bay
Nighttime has answered
—I kneel and I pray
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)
How it mocks your mind to think
a thing your faith affirms as tenet.
You tussle with the doctrinal ink:
was there an inaugural minute?
"Always existed," can that be right?
The thought swevels all your senses.
Saints with you do mull and marvel
trapped in past and present tenses.
The picture will clear on a day hence
when puzzles will be pieced complete.
They will make heaven-sent sense
as in tears we kneel at Jesus' feet.
T-wilight Monday evening
E-vades the break of dawn;
O-n twenty-seventh December
D-ark shadows are gone.
O-pen your eyes as you wake up,
R-ising from your slumber;
A-llow your birth to share a typhoon-free or fine weather.
T-uesday thrill and mirth
A-re brought to your heart;
M-ist, haze and thick fog
O-f the long night depart.
R-ise of the sun begins, bringing warmth to the day;
O-pen your soul to God, as you kneel down and pray.
I narrate a fable,
Went through in my life;
Had well wishers and friends,
They all had loved;
But came the bad time too,
Lost all I earned in life;
In worst time of my life,
All distanced,
None stayed my side;
Threw me from their life,
As withered rose;
Friendship deserts you,
When no inebriation they find;
I learned a lesson,
Build yourself so strong,
That even pain may
kneel before you;
friends may step up,
And follow you;
© Sadashivan Nair