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Renee Muravez Poem
Jungles like company,
both parents want custody,
the elderly needs an accompany,
I am reluctantly,
withering away in the upcountry.
Snow burns my throat,
I use up a lot of time on my remote,
I know I have someone to devote.
All this conflict ,
will predict,
a passage way through the jungle,
a nice person for you to stumble,
across.
Remember people practice daily loss
of emotion or ambition;
a burned out ignition;
or a life-depending mission.
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Renee Muravez Poem
We drive and drive
Thirsty to thrive
Hungry for the things' no longer alive
We smile a fake smile
Knowing we are wasting miles
To simply discover our daily denial
We breathe, we breathe
Initially to pause racing thoughts
Then to hope our felicity will never leave
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Renee Muravez Poem
I turn the light on,
look into the mirror,
I see the past.
These clothes I wear,
went down a negative path.
An anomalous memory can trigger the melancholy adolescent;
Only when I stumble across your scent.
Then I know I have to go to church to repent,
these subsequent actions I want to do to you....
Excuse my disarray impulsive mind,
My dreams haven't been rational lately.
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Renee Muravez Poem
Days were I have chains on my ankles,
I moan and groan because I don't have a key.
Today I embraced the work Jesus did on the cross,
and now it makes sense that you can be free.
I remember I used to be like Adam, sitting through services without comprehending a word.
Feeling like the world will never unlock these damn chains,
wishing I could Carpe Diem,
and feel like I'm somewhat sane.
But at night I call out to my savior,
I beg for his friendship, I beg for his love,
I beg for these addictions to become bearable.
Then suddenly I feel affection from above.
This affection was celestial,
so I knew it was from my savior.
I felt like I won a prize,
and today I realize..
That we are his portion,
He is our prize.
If you ask, he can operate in your life,
Because his spirit is surely alive.
He can break chains,
but it's YOUR choice to surrender,
and to conjoint faith&reality,
and to feel the love from the sender.
I know I'm not a preacher,
or anything close to one,
But if I send you an invitation to believe,
I wish you could feel like his daughter or son.
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Renee Muravez Poem
I fell in love with the silence,
because it's easier to adhere,
and you don't need a license,
to fake being sincere.
Although I still love when you ignore the truth,
it would have been appreciated for your fulcrum in these adversities,
so I guess that's why they called you aloof,
And will never accept your mercy.
So now I have prohibited promises, simply because I ran out of band aids.
And I will deny being afraid,
for the next decade.
I have accepted your wish to upgrade.
Maybe one day, I'll admit I'm permanently dismayed.
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Renee Muravez Poem
Let us be prominent today,
let us abolish self-doubt & low self-esteem.
And let's evoke the ravishing truth about ourselves,
and let it be seen.
You might feel disparity from all the compliments you receive daily.
I hope you see that your doubt is preposterous.
Because we are worth a golden monument,
my dear.
I know we can't denote what the truth really reveals,
and why we are so voracious for the things we just can't be,
so my dear,
stop skipping meals.
And believe what you see.
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