Most Commented Forgiveness Poems (316)

Last night i shot an arrow, deep
within Loves soul and made Love bleed
And now the price i truly fear
that Love will go away from here

Oh Love .. how can i take your pain
and drink the blood that i did drain
I'd give my soul
I'd give it twice
If I thought it could pay the price

Last night I shot an arrow deep
within Loves soul and made Love bleed
And now the price I truly fear
that Love will go away from here

Oh Love .. if you do not remain
I'll never breathe a breath again

Last night I shot an arrow deep
within Loves soul and made Love bleed

Let the world mock at me and express grin
With all its skills to the fullest desire.
Let them find faults with me and use words in

Their subversive speech to support satire.
Your world may treat me dull and crestfallen,
But you know that I am a burning fire

And it pains me, which do not know these men.
Neither with effort the world can it know
‘Cause pomp and power, by and by, is swollen.

The massive world becomes short and the glow
Of swagger and pride has a fine touch
Over blind citizens of this world they flow.

Let the world mock at me open as much
But it is a fact, my life has been such.

I do overstand why this is now how it is, I only wish you overstood. This feeling I feel makes my heart hurt, my dreams are so real it's almost like I'm there, the hope in my heart from the pain, clouds my brain. My visions are getting strange, My intuition, the vision.
Wisdom is virtues, and Honesty developes strong relationships, Trust builds friendships and Loyalty is love and Love brings security and dismiss all insecurities. Peace heals pain because pain brings hate and Hate doesn't like souls and Souls will be lost and must of the Most Highs children will perish. Self conviction
is a must and in Heaven it's a plus. This feeling is so strong, my vision of my intuition. Of all spiritual gifts, my intuition, my vision. My body absorbs what's deposit in and acts out what shouldn't be. The anger of what I know I now feel. Something disturbs my soul. Time has been lost, souls are pleading, people are leaving.

To forgive,to move on,to shut down in fear
Or to leave for another place
It's all in the stories we get to hear
And the options we get to face
Depending upon what we think is right
A different path will unfold
Some awaits destiny dazzling and bright
While others so bitter and cold
Yet if we neglect to learn from the past
Do nothing but whine and complain
Life will insist that we simply must
And teach us again and again

Sitting here waiting for the day,
the price I may pay,
Age old, not knowing how
this came be, I cannot see,

For once I was young, seems
like yesterday, where life went
I cannot say,

Life is gone in blink, before you
can think,
It's over and done, the final mile
makes me smile,

As I watch it begin, heaven and
hell, love and sin,
Everyone going nowhere, noone
to care,

Passing time in circles, running
through the gauntlet of life,
Imaginary worry, and Imaginary
strife,

And when it's over, we start
again, to play this game,
always the same,
trouble and strife in this
game of life.

We”ve all heard the old adage “ you don’t succeed. Try, Try, again.
“ unfortunately, that phrase leaves quite a bit out for many of us in today’s day and age. What if don’t try to begin with? What if we’re so afraid of failure that we convince ourselves that trying at all is a
failure, and falilure we’re not willing to cope with? What if we are so accustomed to thinking we cannot possibly succeed that we are
So acccustoumed to thinking we cannot possibly succeed that
We look to everyone, everywhere for help we don’t actually need we look to everyone, everywhere for we don’t actually need in the first place? So many of us (and I am guilty of this to) believe in the order to accomplish something, we have to find someone who better at it than we are-someone smarter, wiser, more elo-Quentin,
funnier, stronger, whatever-er. What a tragedy, this Asking for help
Is one of the most important lessons we learn as we age knowing when we are at the limts of ourselves, be it knowledge, skill, or understanding. However, knowing when not to ask for help is one
of the most important lessons we learn as we age, knowing when
we are for help skill, or understanding,However knowing when not
is a talent that carries just as much weight. We learn through, fail-
ures, some large, some small, and they shape us into the people we become. Without these unfortunate, vital, valleys in our lives become.we can never truly reach the peaks that can follow, without learning from our own mistakes, painfully acquired along
the route of attempt, we cannot learn where we went where went wrong, we let slip though our fingers, how to improve. We are handcuffed fear of failure, stuck motionsless and petrified, believing we require so much more than ourselves to be what we should, to try

I’m like this because of you, I’m like this because you
Never saw it through,
I’m like this because the Winter Sun never shone!

I’m like this because my flowers died and left me
Traumatised,
I’m like this because you were never here, to hold
Me close and quell my fear,

I’m like this because you stayed with me,

I’m like this because you never set me free,

I’m like this because when you were gone,

Along came another one,
Of simple design , gave me the time,
To be me………and now I see,

I’m totally like this because of me!

dreams without borders
souls are made in flame
kiss me under water
now I just miss the way you said my name

souls without borders
dreams are made of water
hold me in the fire
and let me say your name

Seeking truth
Leaving pain
So I will not
Go insane

Let me find
Life's true goal
So I may rest
My weary soul

God has shown
Me a way
Now give me strenght
So I won't stray

From his plan
For he knows
When he talks
My faith grows

So I grow
Oh my Lord
In my faith
And cut the cord

From my sin
God I am sure
With your help
I'll be pure

I didn't mean for you to leave
And so my apologies
I only wanted you to heed the rules
And don't flood this place

I am aware you're so enthused
And that's a very good sign
But keep them in your journal
Then post it one at a time

I assume you didn't read the rules
And therefore you didn't know
Now that you get the point
You must come back and keep the show

I'm sure most of us were affected
But I'm the one who had the guts
To express it as it is so you would realize
Now I know I'm in the wrong and I apologize

I do reiterate most of us seek refuge
From the shadows of the dark
Poetry Corner is a safe place
And you should come right back

I pray