Acts of contrition, on knees if I recount
Beatitudes, eight, sermon on the mount
Charity given, is blessings received
Dalai Lama, a Buddhist deity
Ecumenism, it understands and unites
Fascism erodes individual rights
Gaia, Greek goddess of our mother earth
Heresy, one's belief, another's mirth
Idolatry, the worship of false gods
Jehovahs Witnesses, the sidewalks they trod
Kama, Hindu god of the erotic
Lex talionis, is somewhat exotic
Mary, Christmas holds that she was a virgin
Naturalism, this belief seems to burgeon
Orthodoxy, keeping with old traditions
Penance, requires sin and admissions
Quaker, informal for Society of Friends
Ramadan, are you relieved when it ends?
Sabbath, is it Saturday or the day after?
Talismans, sometimes, subject of laughter
Universalism, bring us together?
Values the thought of happy ever afters
Whatever your dogma, does it really matter?
X amine your heart, reject idle chatter
You should maybe contact your Spirit Guides
Zenith of acceptance with us resides
beautiful photo of the church taken by Jackie on Instagram @jacci_eo
Season after season brings not much change,
As I find myself entrapped within the same odds,
And find life rather dry, and those around still strange;
Still I’m lonely at heart, and inconsolable in the soul.
The few things I held dear in my youth,
Have taken a flight outta the windows of life
And left open wounds that no balm can soothe,
And vaulting voids no filler can fill.
I have lost much of my juvenile taste for life,
And I’m left to merely get along day after day,
Still eagerly willing to see what strife
Awaits incurable deep thinkers such as Willy and I.
I once was honest in turning away the society of friends
Though they called me a recluse and manifold such,
But now when I fake to be affable my heart tends
To loathe the thinning thoughts of otherwise innocent men.
I always feel myself a stranger in the world,
Yearning for a more sublime planet and not earth,
Where the wings of mercy are ever unfurled;
Where poetry is yet unwritten, and fine songs are still unsung.
What does friendship actually mean?
Friend - (Noun): 1. A person who knows, likes, and trusts, someone else.
2. A member of The Society of Friends: Quaker.
But...here is the real life defintion of friendship....
Friend : One who is in complete trust of someone, and would help them no matter the cost. Right
or wrong, and will fight tooth and nail for someone. Someone who will be honest, and tell you
their opinions on different matters, even through love, and hardship, they will never let you
down and will always be there. Someone who will serve as a crutch when you fall, and lift you
back up. Someone who will lend an ear so you can vent your anger, and someone who will not
run from you when you make changes in your life. Someone who will always stand up for you
when you can not, or will not. Some one who will show that they actually care what you do with
your life and will support you no matter what. Those are your true friends. Those are the people
that actually care, and even though the lines may be blurred at times, you will see your true
friends when something dramatic happens in your life. They will always be there!
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.