The World Poems - Poems about The World

We are all poems in motion our beauty shaped by the choices we make the words we speak the paths we take. So let’s write something beautiful. Let’s choose peace instead of war kindness instead of cruelty love that doesn’t ask to be earned. Be a sonnet not a dirge carry hope in your lines leave room for others in your verses and rhythm that heals...

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The red curtains lift and the day begins The sun steps up, introducing herself Most of us don’t dare to look at her directly a whispering wind enters declaring that the world is ending today In this abandoned theatre The last place humans are We sit enjoying the play with a glorious farewell performance from...

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Learned a million language Read millions of books To learn how to live and think Only to discover the actual way Which is following my heart Intuition never lied put people's opinion aside don't live in the wrong side don't forget to take pride Only God knew how much I cried How many times I wish I died Billion wrong thing I left to...

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What The World Needs Is Jesus What the world needs is Jesus, In trying times like these, He's the answer to our problems, For in Him there's peace. There's also joy and righteousness, That is in the Holy Ghost, It says so in the Bible, In book, chapter, and verse. We need to have the Bible, Read and taught in our hearing, And after which obey...

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In the morning's silence, when the sun barely opens its eyelids over the world, I look back at the child I once was, carefree and without shadows of doubt, When love was just a word hidden in the corners of the heart, A secret slipping stealthily, whispering stories untouched by time. I remember learning words, words that danced in...

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I am not a woman, I am the world I am the pride of India No one can bow me down I am that huge sky, Whoever looks at my honour I am a monster for him, I am the nymph of the universe I am the identity of creation. Even the burning embers cannot burn me, If you understand then it is very...

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In the silence of a frozen morning, when the cold weaves its crystal cloak over the world, I will never say "I love you," not because I don't feel it, but because those words, Thrown like coins at the feet of strangers, cannot bear the weight of what I feel, They are too small, too worn out, too...

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All over the news Rage stews Seems a war does rage People are afraid to turn the page Mankind is entering a new stage Leaders fight without heart War of the world seem about to start Finely disguised school of hate Openly guiding our fate Degrees they are earning But what are they learning Words of hate flow How much of it is for...

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They moved like dawn through shadowed years, With quiet hands and blazing hearts, Their dreams outshone the weight of fears, They rewrote fate in fractured parts. Marie lit atoms' trembling core, Her lantern glowed through science' veil; While Rosa sat and shook the war Of silence—made the strong rails pale. Malala, bright with sharpened pen, Still sings where tyrants silence books; Jane healed the lives...

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Stop waiting for the world to love you, for it never owed you that, Do you think you'll feel worthy if you win, accumulate, and prove enough? That shame will vanish one morning, that the mirror will smile instead of frown? Let me tell you something true: you're chasing ghosts with heavy chains on your ankles, We're taught that...

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When you unravel in the darkness, you learn how deep the silence of the world sinks, not even those for whom you would bleed will carve your name into their silence, they will scroll through dreams, sleep under indifferent skies, smile like shadows, while you try to breathe through the pain wrapping your soul like a veil. For when...

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Knock, knock can I come in? Jesus came to bear witness to His life He rose from the barren tomb He rose to a better and more beautiful life God the Father watched over His Son He was pleased Jesus came to love and serve Jesus won't forget His Father's words Go My Son and change the world...

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When I look up to the sky I do not see the sun, I do not see the moon, Their brilliance long since done. I see a canvas veiled in gray, Where stars once softly burned, Now memories of yesterday— To silence they have turned. No dawn to break the endless shade, No dusk to fold the light, Just echoes where the cosmos played Before it...

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It’s Sunday, and I’m drawing myself again, third time this week. This version features a haunted air fryer, a coupon for free emotional labor, and Janice— the shoebill, wearing my ex’s hoodie and threatening the moon. She’s perched on a folding chair I stole from a church basement, clutching a Slim Jim like a relic. Her breath smells like copper wiring and vengeance. She doesn’t blink. She’s...

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In the silence of the world echoes the sound of old-fashioned verses, full of desires and whispers, where the rhymes of love intertwine with the thread of time, losing themselves in the distant horizon, I give you everything I have, without reservation, each moment flowing like a river of unbroken emotions, what is mine becomes yours, and yours...

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