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I just wrote this poem, it is the original version, no Romanian version this time :)
For sure, they goin to fix you to break you. For there is nothing to break with a broken you. So they will goin to sort things out with you. Comforts you. Feed lies to you. Just so you feel like you are being fixed. But at the end, you ju
1. I had worked many different jobs in years past, and a lot of those Male-Bosses had started treating their male and female employees like dogs doo-doo. 2. So here's what I had did, I had walked into a past job I had use to work at. I said, "He
Originaly writen in Romanian word, but translated with the help o AI, i hope you will like it, thank you for your time
1. 1 John 3:17 "But whoever has the world’s goods (adequate resources), and sees his brother in need, but has no compassion for him, how does the love of God live in him?" (Amplified Bible) 2. Matthew 10:33 "But the one who denies and rejects M
The conditions we are in now
So let me love you
A lot of suffering in pleasing a female
Don't be afraid to lift your wings And soar through life each day Find joy and love and happiness As you go along your way. Life is steeped with ups and downs And troubles not so fun at times, Chin up high and shoulders back We meet
In the springtime maybe we will dance in the flowers sublime In the springtime maybe we can love one another just one last time In the springtime maybe we can touch the sky as we learn to fly In the springtime maybe we can smell the rain as
It was writen at christmas time. My mother had died two months earlier. So at christmas I took the sleeper train to another country and stayed there a few days alone.
What is the distance? The word hurts, it pierces the soul painfully, the heart breaks so much! Not to be in another country, in another place, is a paradox! You can be thousands of miles away, but not far away, and sometimes you sleep in the same
Poetic prose (wrote this in 1968 in Winnipeg, Canada)
Haven't a clue where this came from. Yet, hope it may inspire. It's a tough crowd here.
When love is in front of you Don't give up Reach for it Touch it Embrace it Sometimes our business Other distractions Compete with our schedule When love is in front of you Don't turn it away Now is the moment Emotions are not dormant
I was so depressed today,thinking of my daughter,I went back to this poem I had posted in 2014.I wanted to relive my feelings through this poem to make me feel that my love & yearning for her has not died.I know some poets on here will think me crazy,( Do not read if you think me so,nor comment)but this a site where people are free to pour out their feelings.
I love you I hate you I need you Afraid to love Afraid to be loved Push most away Scared of you Have many fears Don’t abandoned me Tell me you love me I won’t cry Shadows always running through my head Living with this condi
I had a dream about you! And the Moon felt jealous of you and she decided to leave because she didn't feel full, now she was half. I had a dream about you! And the words she said to you were of love and passion, I did not feel any shame in e
Every heart wants warmth at every time of the year and age has nothing to do with it. No matter how cold life is, where there is love, the weather is wonderful. It doesn't matter how old you are... The main thing is to wake up every morning with th
It is a vertical poem composed by Imam Al-Shafi’i, who is Abu Abdullah Muhammad bin Idris Al-Shafi’i. Among the most prominent topics covered in the poem are the following: the fluctuations of conditions for people in time, as there is no regret about that. The fluctuation of circumstances does not change the status and value of people. He mentioned some examples of the treachery of time, such as the ignorant sleeping on silk, while the learned sleeps on dirt. The poet's emphasis is that time has nothing to do with what happens, and it is wrong to criticize it, but the matter is up to human action. The call to be satisfied with destiny and destiny, and not to be afraid, as nothing remains as it is. The call to display the qualities of manhood and morals, and no matter how bad a person has qualities, he must cover them up with generosity and giving. The call not to gloat over enemies, or ask for a favor from a miser. Sustenance is written and destined, and calls for contentment and contentment. The inevitability of death....Written about 1200 years ago Written by Imam Al-Shafi’i, translated by artificial intelligence Birth: 150 AH / 767 AD Gaza, Palestine, the Levant, Abbasid Empire Death on the last night of Rajab 204 AH/820 AD Egypt, The Abbasid Empire Burial Place Imam Shafi’i Dome Landmarks Imam Shafi’i Mosque Nickname Abu Abdullah Title Renewed Imam, scholar of the era, champion of hadith, imam of Quraysh, jurist of the faith Religion Islam Children Abu Uthman, Abu Al-Hasan, Fatima, and Zainbal Father Idris bin Al-Abbas bin Uthman bin Shafi’ bin Al-Sa’ib bin Ubaid bin Abd Yazid bin Hashim bin Al-Muttalib bin Abd Manaf
So weary to go on.
the poetry is part of my book called " the souls capturing city " it was originaly writen in Romanian, but i have translated it with the help an AI hopw that you will like it
With me, don't be shy, don't cover yourself... I love you as you are... Don't be shy with me, show yourself completely, just as you are, without inhibitions. It's all varnish, it's all temporary. You're a fickle woman from time to time. I accept you
1. Santa Clause & His Wife was from the Snow Planet 100-Light years away from earth. Since Santa & his wife and all his helpers had immortality, the man upstairs had asked Santa Clause, "could U and your team grace all the children of earth with
Missing my granddaughter
The poem is titled "The One yet to be won " is written in a romantic and reflective style. It expresses the speaker's longing for a soulmate, someone they haven't met yet but eagerly anticipate finding. The poem evokes feelings of longing, hope, and anticipation for the future. It uses imagery and symbolism to convey the depth of the speaker's emotions and their yearning for a deep connection with their destined partner. The style is characterized by its free verse form, allowing for a natural flow of expression without strict adherence to rhyme or meter. Overall, "The One" captures the timeless theme of love and the universal desire to find a soulmate.
Just ignore those who are bad. Try to make a better World. We need to start from "me", "I", or "myself" Wish a possible mindset for peace to All around The World in 2024
The present day people and our inability of using our intelligence to identify the villainous souls.
1. If there too full please do not give-up-hope: Victory Outreach Church Men's & Women's Recovery Programs are in all 50-United States. Sometimes people have to pay a bus ticket to go from one state to another to go into their Men & Women's Recov
Suffering of someone.
It is about myself....life's choices and supposedly loved one's that turned out to be in love with their own reflections.
(wrote this at a dark period in my life in my early 20s)
Hush little baby don't you cry.....my mom used to sing and I always wondered why shouldn't I cry when I feel I need to? Kids cry when they fall and need mommy to kiss it better....youngsters cry over heartaches or losing a dear friend....Grown-ups cr
I wrote and dedicated this poem to my Vacation Bible School children in June 2013 as I gave them "glow in the dark" bracelets to wear the last night of VBS. Love all my VBS children.
Easter poem
April Fools was this past Monday, most of the time I don't pull any jokes on people, just afraid of the payback I guess.
Scribbled this one to share with the few I usually greet during holidays and might as well post it here as well... for others to enjoy...
IF U SEE THIS POEM IT WILL REMIND U OF WHAT HAD HAPPENED TO ME ON THE JOB ON BRAVO'S ISLAND YEARS AGO. I HAD FORGIVEN HER FOR GIVING ME A WRITE-UP LETS FACE-IT SHE HAD MESSED-UP PRETTY BAD. I ASK U NOT TO FIRE HER PLEASE BEAR IN MIND WHEN SOMEONE IS LEARNING HOW TO LANDSCAPE IN THE PROCESS OF LEARNING I'VE SEEN PEOPLE MAKE MISTAKES, THAT DOESN'T THAT YOU FIRE THEM JUST PLEASE CHOOSE TO HAVE PATIENE WITH THEM. LEARNING A NEW JOB AND IF U WANT TO BE SHARP ON THAT JOB, THEN IT REQUIRES SACRIFICE ON YOUR PART -- PRACTICE MAKES PERFECT. SO MANY JOBS WAY BACK I HAD USE TO BE A BOSS...
Love -Love
1. I remember walking past a high-school there were a bunch of teenagers more males then that of females. As I walking past their school city bus stop, I heard what they were talking about their parents and grand parents. 2. Here's what I hea
jon;thank you very much for double compliment...
Such a great flow to this piece...
It's in the dark of night When things appear Quietly sit, observe them Never let them near Who knows what goes on in the dead of night...loved it...
You have me smiling. Thank you!...
yeah A.J. I have an idea...put it to music...i can hear you singin' it now...w another verse or two. ;-)...
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