Short Mara Poems

Short Mara Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Mara by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Mara by length and keyword.


Mara and Sarah Or Sarah and Mara

Oh Mara
Goddess of evil
And illusion
Come sit
With me again
Your face
Although it changes,
Is always recognizable
You know that
I can not be fooled
I’ll take what you give me
And spin it into Gold


Dusk In the Mara

Alas! 'Tis the lionesses out to hunt 
And the Mara antelopes out of luck 
That trouble your vision, me friend. 
Come, let's quick to our tent, 
Lest the crouching queen, 
And the scheming king, 
Find us in the wind
Curious friend
Of the Mara
Come
Oh
eve
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Follow Me - a Mara Prose Poem

Follow me through this journey
There's no hurry
We are on God's time
And that's everlasting
So make peace
Set sail
And wash your cares away
In time, you will see the bay
It's full of serenity
That's all it needs to be
Follow me...

~ Author Mara Prose
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Fallen - a Mara Prose Poem

Catch me, mend me, break my fall
Can't take another step without trust
Won't accept sugar without substance

Catch me, mend me, break my fall
Guide the wind, smooth the storms
Make each day glorious

Catch me, mend me, break my fall
Promise to be there, stay true
Embrace me, keep the dust away

Catch me, mend me, break my fall
Make me yours
I don't want to be one of the fallen

 ~ Author Mara Prose
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The Masks We Wear - a Mara Prose Poem

You smile, you grin and no one sees your sins

You laugh, you play with no one there at the end of the day

The masks we wear are uniquely prepared

To keep the world guessing and hide our despair

Black, white and all alike experience life's crushing blows

Young and old, we are all the same because we all fear the untold

At the end of the day, no one can say that we are not all equally equipped to live bold

~ Author Mara Prose
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Lost and Found - a Mara Prose Poem

I'm lost without an anchor
I'm alone in a deep blue sea
I'm surrounded by beauty
But I just cannot see
My world is very turbulent
Full of blessings, lessons and to be's
I strive for equilibrium
I strive to be free
There's a new me in the making
It's extraordinary to be taking
New journeys, new paths, new places far from my past
I'm excited, I'm afraid, I'm curious and I'm shaken
But I know what is promised
is just too good to let pass

~ Mara Prose
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