Short Outpour Poems
Short Outpour Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Outpour by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Outpour by length and keyword.
Hate not the clouds that roar;
Feel happy, seeing their outpour!
Glare not at the chisels that cut you hard;
Mind, they turn you into the idols of high regard!
of seeds strewn in existence
blossoming at their own pace
all we do is outpour compassion
being the only real substance
that steers souls toward light
ever aflame within all hearts
19-February-2023
Point to ponder
Can we not let go
hope for an echo?
Why not love outpour,
whilst keeping no score?
Domino effect,
an ego defect,
veiling light of soul,
as we play life’s role.
06-July-2022
Crackling, sizzling, spice
Feelings of hatred, anger entice
Spear made with fire ice
Splutter, spurning, roar
This volcano does outpour
Feel my anger soar
Dancing, enhancing,
This anger everlasting,
Sorrow spell casting
Endless Horizon / Endloser Horizont / Horizonte infinito
Endless horizon
Where waves outpour
Up to the sky
Endloser Horizont
Wo Wellen sich ergießen
Bis zum Himmel
Horizonte infinito
Donde derraman las olas
Hacia el cielo
All is forgiven
Let us now embrace
With carefree spirit
This moment the all
Love pulsates within
Come let us play
Smell the roses
Caress the breeze
Live vibrantly
Feel the throb
Bliss within
Beckons us
Gently
Outpour
Love
03-December-2020
Free from doubt and resolute,
healing hands as God’s conduit
outpour heart’s loving intent ~
a potent divine current.
Love’s a gift from soul to soul,
that wounded hearts may feel whole,
suffused with bliss, head to toe,
in the boat that God does row.
05-May-2022
How did we pray to God today
Did we ask or offer
Was our connect in childlike play
What thoughts did we proffer
As we outpour intent
With loving sentiment
We ensure soul’s ascent
Hark donkeys bray
How did we pray
15-June-2022
Quietus
The love that was hidden beneath the pain
Started to outpour
And somehow connected telepathically to the beloved
Knowing two bodies are apart
But the souls are merging continuously
That tender kisses of tears flowing from eyes
Hoping that the time of separation flies
Thanksgiving, 2017
Why state the year
when the true Thanksgiving
is timeless..
We give Thanks perhaps..for
the turkey and dressing
or the new home
or a future brightening..
These passing Thanksgivings
outpour from the true Thanksgiving
which will remain true and near
when Black Friday dawns...
we are delighted
that you have alighted
at our doorstep, signalling
need of vibrational hug loving
which we outpour from our heart
before you enliven us and then depart
setting in motion karmic cause and effect
that on next occasion we resume where we left
much love
09-July-2021
I would be honored, to be by your side
To walk next to you, with nothing to hide
All heads would turn at the beauty that is
Passing before them, they'd know that she's his
I would want it to be that way every day
Do all things together, no more to say
I want you to be with me, love would outpour
And I want to be with you forevermore
Fine Thanksgiving is day when we are grateful.
Horn's outpour of much grain, with grapes, and citrus,
nighshades, various kinds, along with lentil,
makes life pleasant this holiday before us.
We hope turkey's not hide of leather, old cuss.
Grand-scale feast, this our friendly time at table.
Widespread harvest crops make our country stable.
Nestled in is-ness as it is
Tranquil bliss prevails
Spasms of bliss delight do compel
Eyes be clenched with joy
Each chakra purring with delight
Thrill ineffable
Healing palms outpour elixir
Into boundless space
Agendaless presence is still
Reflecting Gods will
Bubbling completeness thus singing
Songs of love divine
26-September-2020
Entity within our auric field
Seeks love and light rather than the sword we choose to wield
Judging not we outpour love divine
Cajoling the thought form with God to gently align
Love as the only real vibration
Each lifetron complete on choosing resonation
Yet the choice must be voluntary
Thus love nudges gently in stillness sedentary
28-September-2020
Ocean shimmers under iced-kissed skies,
crystal waters freeze the silken shore.
We inhale the chilled mist of biting winds,
cleansing soreness from our pined outpour
We stroll on thick mittens, hand in hand,
squeeze cool, sharp flakes between our toes.
Grizzly waters lap our sandal strands
shiver the beach, the Ice King wears the crown.
Ice King Contest
Oh, sing me with sweetness the songs that you share
The words and your voice show how much that you care
The light in your eyes, so twinkles for me
Oh, sing me your songs, which make me happy
The stage that you stand on means nothing for sure
For there’s love in your words that just seems to outpour
I know with each word sung, that smile you show
Is secretly for me, of this I do know
I am your son, Father
From the throne of your graces
I beg thee, your love, upon me outpour
I am your son, Father
With contrite heart, I plead
Help me endure all the sufferings
You set upon my soul
I am your son, Father
From pains and sorrows
Lift me into thy throne
I am your son, Father
Thy command, I will follow
Thou I may lose all my wealth, I’ll live
But, not without you
The outpour
spouts gently. My lone thoughts
drain bitterly as pearly chutes ebb
Soft patter
of rapids flushes night
from angst. Though barren stream dives endless
And pierced rocks
lash at my lost chances.
The twirl of water eases love's blow
While I dive
into an evening's pool
like a rapid swollen by gray spills.
For nette onclaud
Manny Paras dated 10 30 2014
Round round tap tap clap clap clap onwards chant. Tyrannical faith, get drenched in flow, outpour downpour core directed circular drainage.
Apex. Tidal. Damper. Tamper. Mystify yet unify and gain strength. Adhere to gods of old ancient wisdom healing the new.. Glow times magnification . amplified ambience blue blue bandage style. Whilst the small blue bird sings a hppy tune.
NAVAL. NAUTICAL. NEED. NURTURE. NUT. NEEM.
Form:
we are a misfit
for we live internally
even friends cannot relate
to musings we express
and the way we feel
we walk alone
from idle banter
we read the unsaid
and outpour out healing love
we wish fellow souls well
more so adversaries
we walk alone
bliss energised form
magnetic thunder within
feeling God's breath enlivening
head-heart-soul aligned
divine flame burns
we walk alone
12-January-2023
Jest words the best in metaphor,
Fest thrills fine quest in swift outpour.
Laughter and smiles make light our load,
Humour flings style on life's long road.
Weave wit and pun with sensuous feel,
Joy flavours fun as good times thrill.
Reveal fond play in lovely glow,
Apt then the way to lively flow.
Let courage bring surge of surprise,
Know how love rings of cheery spice.
Leon Enriquez
22 November 2015
Singapore
The gong of Om
Our gasp does not last,
for what’s past is past,
so best we don’t rue,
the vanishing dew.
We exhale a gale
on which others sail,
who we so ensoul,
thus blissful and whole.
Silence has a hum
of a divine drum,
as the pulse of life,
fills us with joy rife.
Dance’s enigmatic,
so why be static,
choosing to outpour
love through every pore.
21-May-2022
Notes: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Om
My respite,
is clearly laden
with strife.
Yet, You strive,
to give me,
constant grief.
It’s my belief,
that i,
will still rise
to the skies,
in spite of all
your reproof.
i am bulletproof
now. I left my stress
on bed rest.
Amidst the unrest,
under duress, watch
me chill, in repose.
I won’t even oppose
your outpour of
nasty-nice chatter.
I’ll bolt tight, my shutter,
before i drift away
in my little bubble
my only hustle
will be
staying afloat
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