Ways Poems - Poems about Ways

I linger, to pause for a while, between the ladder rungs of what's been done below, and what is yet to become above. Below me stretches a dizzying array of tiers. Each step is a relic of a decision, I've made to take the next rung up or down— Some firm, some sure, some splintered, and weathered. Each step was risky, presuming...

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A tumultuous time came unushered in my beleaguered life that writhed in the crushing clutch of destructive agony. My heart broke, bled with desperation in pining pain, found no arms stretched to be embraced by solace. At the edge of hope as the helpless mind sorely got the unmistakable signal of the beginning of the end, it surrendered to...

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9.7 Bhagavad Gita As It Is "The whole cosmic order is under Me." 10.8 Bhagavad Gita As It Is "I am the source of all spiritual and material worlds. Everything emanates from Me ." ************************************************************** ...

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“The only real influence I've ever had was over myself.” The Artist Edward Hopper ( Re: Altering or creating Providence.) Assuming there are more brilliant ways, That our life takes twists and turns like a maze, Yet do we have influence over unforeseen plans, For our future and the way it evolves and spans ? I believe that our...

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Am I walking through Ways of Providence ? or walking just to struggle on my own ! I am confused , also amused to sense reality ! Am I guided or lone ? Are pre- scheduled all the happenstances...

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He stood, arms, legs, outstretched, seemingly biding in that lambent light against, darkening grey where summer heat and storm are oft colliding; in some time, the rain will come, yet not today. Ancient dust will settle on his naked breast slowly bake between the Sun and human sweat; as his shadow slowly shifts from East to West he knows, again, his payers...

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The young are prone to blithely say, “Time’s on my side,” but youth’s no promise one will long on Earth abide. “He died too soon,” we say beside a young one’s grave and ponder why God opted not his life to save. Those who have not achieved all they desire in life sometimes blame others~~even God~~for pain and strife. Let’s flip...

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My mind shudders at the memory of a dark day in my life when our son, a late boon into our arid life- (the one born to us after twelve years of long waiting,) was admitted in the ICU, almost lifeless after an accident when he was just four. After being dropped by the school...

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She was definitely dumping him All she needed was the right opportunity It was like that song Fifty ways to leave your lover Now just to get it through to him You’re crap in the sack Jack If only you were more like Stan What a man Or even Gus Though, you do have a lot in common with Gus You always go by bus God,...

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tree leaves hued in virtuoso readiness mouthing shade the art of kissing limbo well knowing they fall ...

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WAYS OF PROVIDENCE Poem written for “This or That Poetry Contest,” Edward Ibeh, sponsor, 7/22/2025 “God planted the seeds of all the trees, and you see to what a height and shade they have grown! So, it is with the Bible. You may read a verse this year, and forget it, and it will come back to...

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Did I ever know that I would be born? Did I decide my psyche and physique? Why is a rose shielded by a sharp thorn? Providence creates each creature unique. I think of building a castle for me. I end up assembling a thatched hut. When I, like a sparrow, wish to be free An unknown force, from within, keeps me shut. Untimely...

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Oh, come, gather up close to hear my story. Of how ancient navigators crossed the sea to glory. Going between Pacific islands with fantastic skill, Using Providence to guide with nature's goodwill. “It’s chance—they will never find their way." “No compass drawn, no map to mark the day.” “They drifted and then caught some lucky breeze." "They stumbled blindly, blown...

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There will surely be a guide ~ charting my path, protecting, and leading me to my destined destination in life. As if it were a promised payment God made to me from heaven. A visible hand tucked out from an invisible tucker, In a canoe on a river ~ gently rowing me along its flow. Many near-deaths averted, Many of life's debts miraculously paid, many...

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Written July 20, 2025, for contest Sponsored by Sir Edward Ibeh ************************************************ The Potter forms each individual, Shaping earth's landscapes made original; The design of mountain, valley, and hill Is planned and done according to His will. The Sovereign controls with full power, Universe follows the word of Ruler; The creation bows to the mighty King, He gives divine order to...

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