Short Pilfers Poems
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Each person will face a sunset in life,
A gander hinder reveals pain and strife.
Though I cannot change, much I will forget,
as for the remainder, some, I’ll regret.
Regret pilfers my thoughts, and does frustrate,
Regret is always felt, once it’s too late.
Jealously
Miracle Man
&-!#-2022
Jealousy frequently rears its head,
it causes insecurity and pilfers pride.
Jealousy is a book best left unread,
jealous thoughts should be denied.
We should never compare ourselves to another,
for God gave each different gifts and talents.
Tom
Intently,
I listen for any sounds of Fife or Drum;
But with no visual perception,
I find only muteness of time marching on;
In its own manner it pilfers our memories
Leaving Granite chiseled names,
And pillaged spaces where faces did dwell.
Time bequeaths each a past,
Grants the present millisecond,
And conveys hope of a future.
Being betrothed to anger, a sorry wife,
Inspires words, often verbalized in haste.
Anger pilfers joy, devastating your life,
It seeks soft targets, and lays them waste.
Collateral damage invariably is found,
Even the blameless, have charge to pay.
Slain or injured ego's too oft abound,
Knowingly perished by this bedfellows fray.
Written: by Tom Wright
2010
As leaf sounds fade under time's wet foot,
Likewise are the echoes of those long past.
Who lie as dry bones among the tranquil,
But a reminiscent view of a life once cast.
Only God discerns the why's of life
Also, the number of steps allotted each to get through it.
Tom
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Death, Sin’s Wages
Written: by Tom Wright
6/16/2018
For the pleasures of sin,
God requires retribution.
Sin’s wages is death,
Without God’s absolution;
The only solace that comes,
Is from God through prayer;
Of this there’s no hour,
When we’re found unaware;
Our struggles may be many,
Perhaps even failing health;
As time pilfers our ability,
It absconds with our wealth.
Death, Sin’s Wages
Written: by Tom Wright
6/16/2018
For the pleasures of sin,
God requires retribution.
Sin’s wages is death,
Without God’s absolution;
The only solace that comes,
Is from God through prayer;
Of this there’s no hour,
When we’re found unaware;
Our struggles may be many,
Perhaps even failing health;
As time pilfers our ability,
It absconds with our wealth.
God & Time on Parade
Written: by Tom Wright
11/14/2014
Intently,
I listen for any sounds of Fife or Drum;
But with no visual perception,
I find only muteness of time marching on;
In its own manner it pilfers our memories
Leaving granite chiseled names,
And pillaged spaces where faces once dwelled.
Time bequeaths each a past,
Grants the present Millisecond,
And conveys hope of a future;