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Shrive Poems - Poems about Shrive


Survival Is Not Frivolity
...Mere faith in oneself is not enough to build strength, confidence makes one thrive; leave all failures on the shelf! Fear makes a liar shrive, he's afraid of a wavelength! Survival is not fri......

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Categories: shrive, anxiety, conflict, faith, fear,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member He Owes No One
...Few people can take their house for a drive Or say it is paid off, like my pal Mr. Shrive. Mr. Shrive is always in a very good mood, upbeat. He says owing no one money is incredibly sweet. With ......

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Categories: shrive, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member Whitewashing the Fence
...I've constructed a picket fence around me to keep jackanapes out Through pickets they can see me, but I never allow them to touch private parts of me I keep concealed, and don't talk about so much ......

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Categories: shrive, imagery,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Tested Love
...Longing and languishing are parts of love Love is, yet, divine blessing from above Taunting in love burns true lovers alive Longing and languishing are parts of love Churning in love is turning t......

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Categories: shrive, life, love,
Form: Triolet
Premium Member At the End of the Road
...Breaking free from collusion A watch tower stands tall a look out in the circular prisons surrounded by wardens laying down prescriptions and rules with us in the centre fragmented in dead ends......

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Categories: shrive, freedom,
Form: Quatrain



Time: the Arsonist
...Set it ablaze. Within my temple that is boundless. Set it ablaze. My limitations which are groundless. Set it ablaze, The Phantom of our shadows. Soundless, in its measure. Burning without fl......

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Categories: shrive, life, time,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member The Wayworn Heart Part One
...My Heart it bleeds the blood of Life It pumps it through my veins But yet my Heart it also pumps A love which brings me pain My soul has traveled from bounds unknown For a love that it has never know......

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Categories: shrive, desire, emotions, feelings, journey,
Form: Rhyme

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