Your Poems - Poems about Your

Can’t Put Your Arms Around A Memory Just thinking. The other day. So many years have passed. Standing under the orange sun. Time is fading. Like pictures in a frame. Everyone has forgotten. Can’t put your arms Around a memory. So long ago. In a small town. So carefree. A child-hood dream. Time is...

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I love to create your story in words, like a dream woven from threads of light and desire, As if it was and is no more, a fairy tale brought to life under the pen of time flowing gently, I turn you into a beloved fairy tale hero, with a happier ending where our love is eternal...

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I understood your silence, the weight you carried in your soul like an old and relentless burden, The battles you fought behind closed doors, like storms raging in the depths, The nights when sleep eluded you, like a fleeting shadow, and the mornings when you rose again, steadfast, I knew the trials that left deep scars, the wounds...

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I delicately savor your body with caresses, like a sculptor shaping the marble of life with tender touches, And in your pure soul, I string dreams like pearls, reflecting the hidden light of desires, When the moon hides and the stars appear, like lost fireflies on the deep and restless sky, To feel the love that binds us...

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It doesn’t matter where you stay A huge mansion or hut of clay We all wake up beneath one sky And breathe the same air drifting by. So take a broom, begin today Clear the plastic, sweep decay. The earth we spoil is ours to mend Its health is ours to defend. Don’t stop at your living room Or just your dining space Think of...

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Pain refines, but grace restores. This is the whisper of strength. There are days when the world feels heavy, when the echoes of yesterday press against the walls of today. You walk forward, yet the past lingers like a shadow . . . a silent presence reminding you where you’ve been. But hear this: You are not bound by...

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I ain’t a porcupine I ain’t your sister Come on boy I’m running out of time mister I been wanting you For quite some time Thinking of you now makes me blue Please come and make your self mine Cause I’m running out of time The days are getting longer Daylight getting shorter Fewer words now that I can rhyme Cause all I wanna do Is...

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I'll never forget the love You've shown To my family, friends, and I You are a God of great love and compassion The deepest love one could not deny I shall stay and wait upon You Lord Sing Your praises all day long Lord I am not worthy of Your love With Your love I can't go wrong...

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i ask everything to never be the blood spilled on your beautiful pages written with your beautiful hands...

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Even if there were torches, showing the safest way, I'd still walk through the dark with just a match. If that's the path that leads to, you....

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summer's smiling face ...

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You will know your dad when you too became a dad! You shall feel glad when you realize, he was your launch pad! You will appreciate his wisdom when you shoulder responsibilities of the kingdom! You will realize his care when he was dissolved into the air! You will dearly miss him when alone, against the tides of life, you swim! You shall...

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I’m on your lap in a photo I no longer have— a toddler with a borrowed brush, my hand caught mid-daub on your canvas. It was staged, of course— your painting for a calendar on the easel in front of us like the month you gave me a tool of your craft and I mistook it for permission— but my brush didn’t paint like yours. Sometimes I wonder if you...

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Paint your reality Paint your reality Reality kicks in You grab your brush And trust it's no rush To paint the perfect picture Doesn't always mean It's perfect With the right stroke The end result can be worth it Have you really just looked deep within And really brought it out Starting with the sketch Filling in...

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It doesn't matter how I pray. Don't need any fancy words to say. God already knows what's in our heart. All you and I need to do is start. I tell Him how I really feel. Or what part of my body that I need healed. I ask forgiveness for things I've done wrong. The Sins in my life that do not...

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