Spirt Poems - Poems about Spirt

Pretty delicate soft and beguiling A visually grand relished feast Instantly upon sighting Floods our soul with adulation and appreciation A rush of serotonin Ellicites pleasantly aroused awakening Elevates blissful sensations As you stand there in awe a marvel that makes one sight euphoria and abundant radiant warm sunshine Cleansing one's captivated mind With the intoxicating elixir of honey sweet Heady wine Clousterd...

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wind whistling in hast weaving through wooden lattice~ wind-chime's spirit sings 2/14/2022...

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A heart a soul a waiting Beating words of windstorms A firey host leaves a voice Warming signs giving birth ~ A mind that is wrinkled Is fully filled with thought Housed with years of wisdoms Spirit summons not Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021 12/11/21...

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Christmas is a joyous time: A time for forgiving, A time for sharing, A time for families. You don't want to be sour, Or the day will be worthless. Out of the blue, someone will be nice nice to you. So, be happy, not grumpy. It will make a difference for you and your freinds. Have a great Christmas....

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SHE NEGLECTED TO MENTION BECAUSE IT BOUGHT ATTENTION TO WHAT THE OTHERS HAD SAID BUT IN IT'S MENTION IT CAUSED SOME TENSION BUT WE ARE TAUGHT:NOT TO BE ANGRY WHEN WE GO TO BED RELAX AND BE HAPPY UNDERSTAND YOUR POSITION THEIR IS A DAWN FOR THE DAY AHEAD. WHAT GOLDEN SUNSHINE MAKES ME HAPPY MIGHT I SING THE DAY AWAY MY GOLDEN SUNSHINE MAKES ME HAPPY BRINGS...

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Awesomeness, of array Lights in color display Glass images of Christ Love persona of sacrifice As lanterns if you will Sufferer of bitter pill A tribute to ordeal At summit, Golgotha hill Word of flesh nailed to the stake The payment for many a mistake On fateful day, the earthquake From which many sons awake Arise O`Beauty thus ascend Through heaven’s window, Love's amend New life begins for...

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I am one of those peoplewho wants to die but lacks the courage to pull the trigga.....im not your average nigga. Im more cowardly than the lion with more endurance than an ant, yet in all my pain the exit eludes me, which concludes to me that its not my time. I am simply awaiting my purpose...

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