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it details a football stadium as it stood lamenting George Best and gives some aspects of George's career as a footballer and as a celebrity and in the word 'diseased' as an alcoholic
I have struggled to express my thoughts and feelings of a part of my life unfulfilled..Of the dangerous days of youth and ignorance...Of how the careless exuberance of youth can bring about the unfathomable consequences and agonies in innocent life... Though this work tells me its finished, I still feel there is a whole world of unexpressed feeling I need to include. So it may be amended at some point.... I dedicate this to Tim....
The Time and space moves never in vain the tears of rain goes tonight insane and the jiva laments for the Sanatana place the world of the joy Supreme abode plane The Bhakti removes all dust of the pain and heals with the stars of the Gopis p
*same as my other poems*
She is beautiful, in the divine eye of forgiveness Dark, lonely like an owl gliding through the valley, Scared, but not his victim she thought, when she was attacked in that alley.... Life mysteriously missing the joyous ingredient of love, Marit
All of us at some time wish for things and even ask for forgiveness for our mistakes, these are a few of my wishes maybe you have more to add feel free to do so to extend the poem. "Peace & Thought" - by Beautifulyou. "More & Forbidden" - by Marikia.
Vengeance denied Forgive our enemies There is none more close to you than than your worst enemy ”Love your enemy” he said I gritted by teeth and held The weapon more tightly An eye for an eye and all that Vendetta is the way alright Tra
Its about life/love and imperfection/misunderstanding... just forgiving
Wrote it when I was having a hard time and actually went to church
Have mercy on me Lord. Because of me, you suffered.
An empty field covered in snow is plain as day, Getting left behind all the time as it hopes someone will stay. The night passes and then the day returns to the field which is now green, Covered in dew leaves the scene serene. From the center of
its a worried world because of corona virus .everybody locked down to live alone.
to do with my life a thousand pieces or to save between unique and odd trozito to get bread ... or to earn a heaven on their altars ... I come to invite you to think not ... I come to invite you to not lose come to invite me to define myself,
Friend...lover or foe....
You helped me up I knew you cared You gave me your trust I shouted out loud threw it away left it between us broken I am lost lost lost at that moment Broken trust, seeds in the dirt I don't know how to make them grow Oh, what di
john0217 was a man of mysterious ways justmejohn is more grown i learn from my mistakes i am sorry to ever mislead im just tranceparent to john0217s ways its a new day and this is me im justmejohn
sure right now, there are people all over the world who are just like you. They’re lonely. They’re missing somebody. They’re in love with someone they probably shouldn’t be in love with. They have secrets you wouldn’t believe. They wish, dream, hope
Try. Try. Try try
thinking about the Gatsby era
They were lost in the white hot light The might of the light so bright They couldnt put up the fight Then they saw a small speck of dark They ran & ran Then the dark came over them They were then washed clean The trappings of f
I wrote this , when I was about 30 yr's old. I was disappointed with the school systems of America. The way student's were being conditioned to be better citizens . For lack of a more stringent argument. Oh by the way Happy Columbus Day . Did I make my Point?
Ich liebve es
This Poem is all about friendship
The guarantee of non existance when it hits you between the eyes, makes you realise, that the games we play in our so called lives, well, it's all just lies. Of course we will end, my friend, and when you know just where you go, a
There once was an old man who lived a long life I asked what his secret could be he answered polite He said this answer might not sound so great But pray you live a long life so you can out live the snakes Snakes will bite you and train little
Excuse me if my cries fill the sky. Excuse me if I flood the plains with tears. You're my life, and I'm running for my life. Excuse me if my life drags in the rear
Just it is written by me to know my friend that we cannot stop laughing & fun by thinking about confusions.
i fear theres someone inside of me constantly telling me things i dont want to hear you get nothing from nothing he said fate turns backwards inside of me never quite sure to say what is is only a time youll need the will of a tiger these da
just a few words for those that vew things from a diffrent aspect and then speek thinking they are right and others are wrong.
"miks" means why. I named this words & words because that is what was used to take my love, and to give me false promise. Even though it hurt I could still forgive because this person had won my heart.
Man lay broken in the dust by choices he had made picked a love he should have left left her well alone then when she cast him aside the tears were all his own people looked upon him some with sympathy others who can say kindness evaporate
i rite this because i live ina country thats full drink but no ones saids of what it does to familys here
Mohammed is looking nervous He needs a place to hide He stole a Bible from the motel Where he drank and partied all night It’s his first time in the States His first time with a girl His first taste of whiskey His first time in the world
I think I stole this one from sombody.
To one who knows
As time goes by, I stop and stare these walls I build, are walls of air. I stood alone, and all Id see were walls of air, that comfort me. No one knew, the pain inside the masks I wore, were meant to hide. My heart grew cold, as
You and I Alone inside An empty room Watching the rose in the vase On the windowsill die Watching the moon in the sky Disappear behind a cloud Body spirits coincide Eye to eye touching view There's only one of you Who understood my mirror
I wrote this because I wrote it, I felt that way because I felt that way. I know the person who I wrote it for will never speak to me again, although I did nothing wrong, and my entire life was meaningless to her, despite sharing 20 years of it and growing up together. She's gone, permanently, and I'm dead to her. Why? Because I told her the truth. Honestly was my only crime. From these ashes, I will arise. I will fix these broken wings and learn to fly again. I will never stop fighting. Because of you, I BELIEVED. And I still do. I know I waited too late, I didn't deserve you and now you're gone forever... But I really did care. Just wanted you to know that. <3 K.E.H
I love you with all my heart, But fear it will break in two! Trouble abounds when we part, I feel so distant from you. One life here and one life there, Do you think we can work out? I sink down deep in despair, My head full of woe and doubt
Sleepless nights Nocturnal minded, insomnia in Domination Slowly losing my mind seems to have some kind of relation Paranoid in situations in which that emotion is no need Bic n my left hand My right a blunt rolled of some bomb tree For every
I tried to re-edit Neighbors part 2, but to no avail consider it two views
Just a short one ... once a person has walked away does not mean that they can not ever turn around and come back people will always help It is the way life should be
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