Short Unharmed Poems
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Our life is uncertain
But death is sure
So, in every second
We put our life
In the hands to God.
Let God be the driver of your life
Even in rough roads
He will guide your way
You'll arrive your destination
Safe and unharmed.
There were potatoes planted deep
In the early cold sping
So soon that a frost still could come
And nip the tender green
Unharmed by a sudden frost's bite
They grow to unusual height
Then the blossoms faded fast
Signaling harvest rites
If I could fly
where would I try
to climb a mountain where birds lie
safe from trappers
blasting loud guns
If I could swim
where would I take fins
to swim a deep river with schools of fish
unharmed by fishers
hook lining for their branchia
A yogi named Haridas, in 1837
provided a powerful demonstration.
He went into a trance.
Was buried alive.
Wax filling his eyes, ears,
mouth and nose.
After guarding the grave
for forty long days.
He was dug up, unharmed and arose.
© Apr 09 2010
I've been through many fires
Some were hot some were warm,
It got rough sometimes
But I came out unharmed,
See I belong to the flame stopper
Who supplies my fire proof uniform.
Remember you're either going into a storm
You're in a storm
Or you just came out of a storm
Soft is my destiny, gentle
Never rough, nor tough nor hard
Fresh as the daybreak, alive
Diverted, the approaching storm
Happy landings now greet me, open arms
Gone, the fearful take-offs, the turbulent flight
Soft is my destiny, gentle
Safe in Love's arms, unharmed
ACCUSATIONS
The accusations,
Unleashed by the false tongue,
Venomous arrows of rage
Became,
Heading for the heart that once
Was loved
Seeking revenge at all cost,
But
The target unharmed remained
As
Protected was
By
The shield of innocence!
©Demetrios Trifiatis
15 APRIL 2013
Smiles hide a sadness,
a haunting madness that
runs in circles.
Things accumulate,
rise up around him
until he is safe,
and obscured.
Unseen, unharmed,
unheard of.
Silent cries silenced, still.
He aches for you to hear him,
reach in and pull him
from the pit.
Take his hand,
please.
today storm blew vigorously, trees shook violently, everything in my balcony fell down but nothing happened to the crows nest in front of my bedroom window.
heavy storm blowing
tree shaking vigorously
crows twig nest unharmed
August 4, 2020
"Traditional Haiku" - Nature Themed Contest
Sponsor: Tanis Kitchin
I never thought
that it could be:
a mark by hand
of such perfect symmetry.
I stared in awe;
my jaw dropped open.
My eyes turned off;
my brain was broken.
On paths of gold
she trod, unharmed.
Straight paths of gold.
I trod unarmed
toward gray-green grounds
of jealousy.
I lust forever
after symmetry.
Mangled legs and broken arms.
Does not kill you so whats the harm.
But my mind is slipping.
What do I do?
I've got away with body unharmed.
I will though carry scars.
But the walls of my sanity are chipping.
What do I do?
I cant bear it no more.
I find life to be a bore.
But I think I am dying.
What do I do?
Form:
Unarmed
If you keep a man unarmed
He will be pretty unharmed!
Precautions or measures
Work but increase seizures.
When mankind was unwrapped
Humankind was not raped;
When nudity filled the kingdom
There was no peeping Tom!
Should you lock an empty box
Inside, find some burglar fox!
JM
28th January 2014
Feeling the warmth of the sun’s rays
On my entire body
I smile for the first time in ages
And begin to grin immensely
The storm has finally passed
And left me unharmed in safety
Unusual feeling this is
But I don’t question my reality
I am actually here
Happy and completely free
I will never be alone again
And I have regained my sanity
Facing death
I wait patiently
Awaiting....
Awaiting
Awating for it to over take me
Awaint for it to consume my being
For how long must I wait
For how many times can I face death
Without it swallowing my existence
Facing death
I see no limits
Waking up is the key
The end will come one day
But for now I face death
Unharmed
Still Being
Form:
Moon and stars dazzles with their light
With you in my dreams, a more delight
Soft huge pillows secured on my arms
With you in my dreams, I'm unharmed
Smooth satiny sheets to give me comfort
With you in my dreams, a sweet cheesy effort
I whispered to God with you is my forever
Not only in dreams is my evening prayer..
by
olive_eloi
2:59 am
03/28/2014
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O yon Loch Ness Monster
is come out of the lake
through all the wide border
his tail left a wake
and save his fire-breathing
he weapons had none
he swam all unharmed
and fair maidens he won
so faithful in love
yet so very messy
there never was wee beastie
like the young dragon Nessie
(With apologies to Sir Walter Scott)
waves crash mist and spray
touch upon lighthouse's strong walls..
lights steadily warn
lightkeeper's sturdy
rock home filled with light warmth love..
unharmed as storm passes
delphiniums bloom
their gauze blossoms withstand storm..
strength in featherweight
Sponsor: Gail Doyle
Contest: A Scenery Of Your Choice As An Artist
July 15, 2012
I desire to engage in a freefall with my Lord God
As He's the gravitational force propelling my heart
And as I parachute towards this journey called life
May my chute have been packed my Lord Christ
To ensure that I land safe and unharmed
As I freefall into His awaiting arms
I won't let no outside interference affect my trajectory
For my eyes are focused on my God given destiny
Hold me back, she said
realizing that she'd be nothing
he always kept her safe.
In a gilded cage she flailed about,
unharmed and unscathed.
Leave me be, he shouted
nevermind what she wanted,
she never left time for herself.
His freedom caused him pain,
confused and alone.
Let me go, they decided
they'd had enough of one another
and the tortures they made up for themself.
Non, hairy, haven,
The momma possum’s bosom,
Purse pouch vouches safe,
For babies facing drama,
Momma's death by car trauma!
In Honor Of: Chris Aechtner & Contest: Sanctuary
Baby opossums are so well protected in their mother's pouch that when she suffers a fatal
trauma, such as getting hit by a car , the baby possums often remain unharmed.
www.ehow.com/how_2214427_help-orphaned-baby-opossum.html
I want to see you unharmed like a thing of paradise
Let me be your bodyguard you will be safe from bad guys
I want to see you cheerful like a child in mother’s lap
I go for songs to abolish communication gap
I want to see you make efforts to look more beautiful
If you love me more and more I will be more dutiful
Your attractiveness is beyond my imagination
I want to see you as my eternal inspiration
The mystical answers are way down deep in the cell soul of the wild animal.
She know you mean her no harm, so she lets you pass unscathed and unharmed. She recognizes the respect and reverence you show her. She sees her Maker in you, as you do in her.
respect gods creatures
allow them to show their truth
let your faith shine bright
I've set our bridge on fire but I couldn't burn it down
some bridges can't be burned because they are made by love and love can't be burned away
because it is the strongest against enemies,fires,anything at all
when two people have that love,nothing can stop them
The bridge stays up unharmed,unburned
The Bridge stands across from the two lovers heart to heart,soul to soul
waiting to cross once more....
I'm on the beach
and this afternoon two storms collided.
actually three,
if we count my own inner tempest,
watching in amazement
the titanic fight of the elements.
the rain fell in columns
flooding everything in a few moments.
the wind did the rest,
knocking down trees, roofs
and walls made of cement.
I escaped scared but unharmed,
now I'm ready to narrate with respect
the gigantic fury that caused so much torment.
The Protector
The beauty lies beneath the catastrophe, a casualty our life does not have to be
Anger, fear and grudge, taking it out on innocent people, only God can judge
As the smoke wans, as the dust settles, a blanket of hope lays solitaire
beneath the ashes and rubble, there she lay wrapped tight as if she were in a
cocoon
Unharmed and untouched, the blankets protected the young
as if she were in the womb
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