So Called Poems - Poems about So Called

When Christ shall say,"Come up here," we shall be entering heaven's door. What wondrous blessings shall be in store for me and all of the others who Truly do believe in Christ's glorious victory. All because He is truly Glorious, our home coming will be very marvelous Hallelujah! When the roll is called up yonder on that great...

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I called you this morning, life, for a bitter tea, We, who never knew how to exchange a true word, We, who danced on the same tense wire, Your eyes are estranged from me, the traces of past battles are your attire. You embrace the wrinkles, and a tear slides down your cheek, You seemed tired of me, life. I know...

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We ride a spaceship through the sky, The Earth, it spins as stars pass by, At thirty kilometers each second we soar, Yet feel no jerk, no sudden roar. The galaxy moves, the cosmos sways, In silent dance through endless days, For billions of years, we spin, we glide, In constant calm, on cosmic tide. As children small, with eyes so wide, We asked...

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Like the petals of a rose receive the dew My ears tingle with the voice That calls my name. As the sun with the dawn I arise beckoned by the voice That calls my name. Here I am. I called you not. I return to my ease. Simply mistaken. Like the willow shimmers with the breeze My ears dance to the voice That calls my name. As the...

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How far we seem to climb Just to fall down the other side But we will climb the next mountain Trying to find where we belong How deep we dive down Before we realise we can't breathe But we will continue to dive Trying to reach the treasure we crave How high we fly up Knowing gravity gravity will drag us back down But we...

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Surviving This Thing Called Life Anxiety coils in my chest, A tightness I can’t name, Whispers of doubt, Cold fingers tracing my every breath. Fear crouches at my doorstep, A shadow that never leaves It waits, it listens, It tells me I am not enough. Worries like a river, Constant, unyielding, Carrying me to shores I never meant to reach. I try to trust the world, But the echoes...

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They gave us a gun and called it freedom So when you tell me you care I dont believe you Your performative allyship And yes talking to you white liberals This 'white saviour' act you've got going on You can end it And stop pretending Let's call it what it is It's your guilt manifesting as being seen as 'progressive' But really it's just you...

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They called her triple scoop at school cuz she was kind of plump she was made of ice cream, so all day long she ran and ran and ran Sliding in and out of freezers just to gather herself up in a clump They called her "Dairy Queen Of Junior High" she...

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Life is rice, oil and salt If living itself is luxury And food is all delivery Relationship is boring You still need to cook Your own food for love In this way not thrifty It's showing creativity Independence frugality Home made taste far Excellence in all ways It's a voluntary sense Trust base, fair care Ordinary yet special Simple yet full moral Most people have this Urbane yet unexplainable Always look happiness In...

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I never realized until I noticed a part of me had dissolved in the intoxication of you. That missing piece was never mine— it had always belonged to you. I never noticed how my sleep slipped away into an ocean of thoughts I couldn’t solve. I wrapped myself in your thoughts— thoughts that were not all true. I lost a part of me just to preserve the...

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A field where the departed rest, Some have toiled on this earth and given their best. We bring flowers as we mourn for those we've lost, Grieving deeply, our hearts feel its cost. A field where silence drowns the noise of the day, The soul has passed through the last...

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Sometimes, I find myself on a battleground in the present or in sieges from the distant past It may be a war I've been waging within myself, a thorn that needs plucking so that I might heal I wear no crown, nor do I wish to be gowned in regal robes and sit upon a throne looking down on anyone. ...

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[Verse 1] They built their fences high and wide, White porches where their secrets hide. Laughed in rooms where he’d never belong, Called him Beast when he walked too strong. No shoes, no name, just dirt and fire, Scars from hands and hired liars. He kept his voice down, learned to crawl— But they still prayed he’d never stand tall. [Verse 2] She came in...

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How deep is the hate how foolish the claims how silly the egoism how petty the jealousy how sad the lack of character how does one wake up inside the lies of poetry dead ink, a worthless soul The world is now more aware are you? ...

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A rowdy, rollicking time writhing in fresh mud and slime A pig might even call it ‘a bath’ ~ didn’t mitigate mom’s wrath ...

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