Inspirational Poems (4,950)

A pillow
Which children keep tight

Attentive to your face
Read traits
Lines, contours, depth

On the lips
In the eyes
Smile and sadness
Beginnings and Endings
Shallow and depths

Human nature

Images
Of childhood innocence
Or the rush of everyday life
Femininity that men
Are breathing

The body take steps towards you
Searches tenderness
Care

You
You shout from whole being
Looking union, to merge
Until the last pores
Of your profundity

Does the body,
Does the mind
Answer this call?
Do we have limits?

Beyond this physical limit
Is serenity
A depth peace
That feed our souls

Are people looking for this?

Lights going out in the morn
Are stars that never die.
They gather strength again to shine
Even brighter in the night.

This sequel of the day and night
Leaves twilight out of play.
When twilight falls we all just sigh:
Soon night will throw its veil.

The twilight seems of no import,
It’s life still waiting to unfold,
It’s neither start nor end, it’s road,
On what’s in store we have no hold.

It’s transient path of curves and stones
Obstructing view of what’s beyond.
Be what it may we still go on
With load of life companion sole.

This twilight song of woe, begone,
A trodden path of life's still visible to all!

Take off your blindfold
Look what's right beside
Despair is such darkness
Absorbing all that we hide
Surrounds earthly realm
In shadows of night
Where fear never rests
When allowed to fright
Have around your head
Like a mighty halo
To drive away darkness
Courage's light will glow

Medals are for heroes
commendations for the brave,
courage and devotion
bravery, sacrifice,
flow in their veins.

We celebrate and honour
those who carry
such a life,
giving and unequalled
price often the life.

One man saw a need
stepped into the fray,
his life was exchanged
so we could slip away
he stood alone for us.

Blood was spilt
life was taken
we could escape.
Where is his medal ribbon
never had one

He died for people
to save them so....
Jesus was his name
a substitute who came

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Posted: Sat May 14, 2011 3:20 PM WET



Comments

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SCatlyn San Antonio, Cardiff, South Glamorgan, Wales UK
Sat Jun 18, 2011 4:22 AM WET
Now this is beautiful. Lovely poem, Christian

thesunandthesea Bangkok, Amphoe Bang Kapi Thailand
Sat Jun 18, 2011 5:29 AM WET
THANK YOU MR. CHRISTIAN ^_______________^
Not only for writing or sharing this poem, but also for taking someone back to me.lol
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Redex Chichesters, West Sussex, England UK
Sat Jun 18, 2011 10:15 AM WET
Christian i am not religious but this poem without last two lines for me could stand for a lot of people down the ages.

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Sat Jun 18, 2011 1:27 PM WET
hi scatlyn why thank you so much for lifting one up, it's something i think is so true, and it's so nice to see you like it and appreciate it..here' s to the best hero of all...thanks so much..

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Sat Jun 18, 2011 1:28 PM WET
hi thesunandsea, thank you, been a while since i have replied to your poems, and scatlyn i see is back..your twin is on the air waves again..lol
thanks for commenting on this poem..i appreciate it and hope it was good reading..

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Sat Jun 18, 2011 1:30 PM WET
hi redex, thank you ..it was so nice of you to reply on this, as christians mostly do, and they are welcome, as are your nice comments, about the last two lines, christian or not..i hope you are well and really appreciate the time you took...
Redex Chichesters, West Sussex, England UK
Sat Jun 18, 2011 7:46 PM WET
thankyou christian am glad you took it as it was meant I just thought it suited loads of heros, as all your poems do suit for all
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Sat Jun 18, 2011 11:17 PM WET
thank you redex for the added comments. i always appreciate the fact you comment, and your work too is very good and has style.

People come, and people go,
Where they come from ? T'where they go ?
Pawns who all can play a part,
'Cause these pawns all have a heart.

Everybody has a history.
Everybody has a past.
But the thing that keeps us going
Is the hope that bad doesn't last.

It's the future that's important.
Today being the first day.
Try and make a good experience.
Make the most of it. But, fair play!

We are now, the present term.
And from this we have to learn.
Our children are the future,
Let us give them the best we can.

Drugs and drink and human traffic,
Mass displacements and the wars.
Terrorism, oil, the markets.
Has made man into a whore.

Please be happy, Please be kind.
Please be gentle , keep an open mind.
For of all this madness with us,
Can't be shut off with a blind.

We can still make all the difference,
If we care to do things right.
Fight the evil that surrounds us
Make tomorrow look all right.

Learn to release people, –
Who has decided to leave you,
Who was in the list of your friends,
Who helped you with a way.

Who darling once was,
Or even I remained him.
Who so passionately loved you,
And now I became absolutely foreign.

And, doesn't mean that he bad,
Means, the ball is simply finished.
It is just like that solved by destiny
In this life of curve mirrors.

Release, let leaves afar,
Even if the melancholy is stronger.
Let the grief will release you, –
Learn to release people...

People don't get my humor....
And, I don't indulge in their rumor....

If I could open up your heart
as I open up a box
What would I see?
What would it be?

I'd approach it just the same.
Carrying hope, anticipation,
curiosity

What might be inside....
Hmm... endless possibilities.

So,
what did I see?
what did I find?

In this lovely corner,
what I found,

.....is kind.

Beware of the excessive life
Leading over a cliff of doom
Living high in a king's place
Will eventually lead to gloom
Tear away from a cozy world
Stoking dopemine in a brain
Boredom of habituation whirl
The halls of comfort disdain
Folks of Sparta know the place
Be not fooled a promised life
Struggles you need to face
Comforts only leads to strife
Satisfaction is breaking routine
Seeking pleasure is in your head
Gratification will best sustain
All so good to trust instead
Being sessile leads to stress
Stop sitting you lazy drone
Sometimes good to feel duress
Stepping outside of your nest

Freedom Slows down.. the beats of sorrow
Dawn on Earth immune the Space
Day dreaming loves the rhyme
As nights of mine go insane
And sound s of breezes are the blinks of your eyes
Like the morning light which strikes the Time
I need to recall,all my wasting time,to sing and unlock
my invisible life
My freedom is it on my way?
Is it real is it my Fate?