Short Restore Poems
Short Restore Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Restore by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Restore by length and keyword.
An angel
is a peach tree
always giving fruit to the poor
who come near
to restore bliss they lost
and help overcome all painful fire
God spared my life
I, Donald Trump, for a reason
That reason was to save our country
And restore America to greatness
© daniel miltz
Fill the void that sits inside my soul,
take away the cold, restore lost parts and rebuild my core and find a way for me to be whole once more.
In the galaxy of regret and longing,
A wish called smiling love.
Time passes, I have stretched out my hands
To restore the bond from separation.
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Faith, Values??, integrity, respect ...
These are now in recycle bin
I do not need
Advice to Grandson
you will restore these.
The push-pull that provides rapport
Could faith in designers restore
More sense of our choice
Tempts us to rejoice
And make love not war with their door
The merits of Jesus Christ are applied to our souls through the Sacraments
Especially Baptism
Penance
Which restore us to the friendship of God
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Those who fought for us,never thought to ignore us....
We weren't ignored,for it's the blood that was poured
With the intent not to bend but restore us.
Out
of our
poverty-
offerings of
love
Out
of our
poverty-
pearls beyond a
price
Out
of our
poverty-
words to restore
pride
Inspiredb by Mk 12:43/44
War
What for
Even the score
Abhor
Blood pours
Loss galore
Hate soars
Human gore
Does not restore
Do not ignore
The peoples roar
NO MORE!!
The trust between people
Is like a piece of paper
Once it's torn, it's hard to restore
Even if we can save a marriage
In the end it can't go back
The way it was before.
I am alone on a sea of sorrow
No beacon of light from the shore
Unable to see the face of tomorrow
Your eyes tell me love is no more
Broken pieces of life I cannot restore
The healing of time
may grant forgiveness
and patch the past
with threads of patience
may it mend the heart
to bear life as before
and let tired eyes rest
and lost fate restore
A rift in faith can be a big sorrow.
A helpful hand you need to borrow.
He can save you from this dilemma.
Your faith will be restore again Emma.
The social circle is a big sorrow.
You restore, you reinvigorate,
Unstinting; give life.
You destroy, you refrain,
Stubborn; take life.
Rain O rain,
Thy blessing, thy sting…
-Titus Loh-
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Kelogb (6-7-6)
Let us be Thug-of-war!
Bring sh*t to light and restore
Goodness reign evermore
As masters of life's mess
Fear not, embrace its cool stress
But settle not for less
So much depends upon.
The tumbleweed.
Delicate and lonely.
The tumbleweed.
Lonesome and dead.
The tumbleweed.
Sanded and lifeless.
The tumbleweed.
We can restore.
The tumbleweed.
of what use is poetry if insipid
it borders on wicked
words can lift the heart
restore the soul ~ or
drain the hope-supply
in a world gone bone-dry
When we’re feeling the pain of someone’s death
and looking for something to help restore us…
May we be blessed to remember
we’re always walking
In the footsteps
of those how came before us.
George Bush Jr. spoke today
about a world united by horror
to defeat a reign of terror
Joe Biden had already spoken
a coward succumbing to terror
to restore that same reign of horror
Her soft bosom
Her tender lap
Where a man unwinds ~
Unburdens his heart
To a sympathetic mind
Port in the storm
Oasis -- to restore, refresh
Without strings attached
Constricted or enmeshed
joining hands, people unite for a cause
hoping harmony prevails
remove walls, restore peace
*Written May 20, 2014
*Inspired by the photo of people joining hands, standing against a wall
Rain in all its wonder
Calms to the core
Balances human spirit
Heals and restores
Rain with mystical powers
Like the sun it does shine
Awakens the soul with absolute clarity
Noble nature so divine ……
If cherry blossoms were hope
Gathered in a fragrant offering
To restore faith
We may restore our cherished dreams
As pretty as blossoms are to behold
With ponders of sweet Thoughts
Of things to come.
Lord I come before you unholy
and I ask that you allow myself to be restored fully
Keep me Father
Make me Worthy
Hallelujah
2/13/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022