Most Commented Forgiveness Poems (316)

Waiting for my own confession
Here being still misunderstood
Tonight i dedicate my compassion
Feeling not vulnerable and almost fearless
And neither perplexed...
Maybe... i guess
Probably rejected
Because i foresee my good deeds in vain
Sometimes sincerity is not welcome...
Specially if one´s express his pain
And so there is not somebody for someone...
Even if you are an honest bachelor
Therefore useless to say:
i am not a lustful or a promiscuous sailor
This thought i use to remind me of L.A
Where i was deeply beloved
And regarded as true and honourable man

i am not a player
Besides love is not a game
My feelings sound like a prayer
i guess human angels feel the same
Sometimes i dream of romance
However it isn´t a real way
i would like to count on a likely chance
Sure i am not able to betray
i am tired of being deluded
Life is not gambling
Love shouldn´t be abused
For a while my heart is not a safe home
My faith is still kept but not connected
i can´t foretell any outcome
Although my doubts are reflected
People seem mirrors and guess i am a crystal ball
Both are wrong
They and me
The worst cage is the human fall
This poison is so strong
Let it be
Love is a genuine shelter
Reality built to last
Even if you experience it later
Consider your own past
No complaint, repentance and regret
i am not here raising any bet
i am trying to change a hopeless fate
Everyday improving myself in order to be a possible soulmate

I am a tree , My fruit is bittersweet .
Ripened with all trial,My roots go way down deep.

I am a river ,Heaven is my source.
Petitioned by desire,with grace I take my course.

I am a precious ointment,smoothed on burdened brow
Refreshing scent my sweet perfume,anointing those who weep.

I am the Northern Star,leading slaves to freedom.
They follow me til they be free and rest beneath my brightness.

I am a heavenly language ,no worldly man can speak.
Nor the Angels who watch and wonder,Known only to the weak.

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 years went by
and couldnt face,
the reasons why.

I lived in shame,
and filled with fear
let none get close,
or get too near.

This caused them pain,
they had to bear
yet in my heart,
I could not care.

As time goes by,
I came to see
the one I hurt,
was not just me.

I sat behind those walls I built,
so cold and all alone
I knew I had to change myself,
for I was on my own.

Haunted by my misery,
with no one left to blame
for what I hid inside myself,
was nothing more then shame.

Soon I came to realize,
theres so much work to do
I had to look inside myself,
to find the "me" thats true.

Years of work pass by me,
I know the reasons why
I love the man I am today
as precious time goes by.

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,  
Marital strife feelin like poison ivy, freedom assured by my lord above
My beloved's love is eternal, not a memory, fogotten or lore
the lord made her beautiful, as she walks by, They think whore..  
Not worth a dime some say, but always there when needed most,  
Loyalty, faith I see this in your scripture, most holiest of hosts,
Love has so much pain to overcome, but too strong to succumb,    
She was "free at last"... from the venom of the past,  
My love is eternal on bended knee, saying "I love thee
"Witnessed by God, now you are joined with me, two birds forever free...

When I was preparing the papers I skills to design something for the wedding next month. I've noticed it still save my ex-boyfriend's wedding souvernir shaped pair of chopsticks. We know that the use of chopsticks themselves are as cutlery. Chopsticks may be used if the two chopsticks together shaped cross in our lives know the word love or love life. No stranger to the young and old must have felt the love. I saw a pair of chopsticks to bring on real life events that exist in our lives right now, do not see much of other people's lives, as well as my love life like most people. If we look from the side of logic, if you created only one chopstick chopsticks if we ever think what it is for? Possible for the womenfolk to think for hair rolled up, but that reason rarely used because not all women wear one chopstick to roll the hair up bun like. Do not you ever think when men are created live alone, what would happen later in life? He is a good Lord created man in pairs of men and women, as well as chopsticks are created in pairs.
Man was created in pairs is to complement one another. Man was created similar to the image of God. Human beings are not perfect, so there are advantages and disadvantages of each individual personally.
If you created only a chopsticks, if it can be used to take the vegetables when you eat or take your bowl of rice? If human beings were created by God alone and not in pairs, whether humans will survive longer? Humans naturally need a partner in his life, so also with chopsticks. They must live in pairs. If people such as nuns and monks, a different matter because they give up their lives and serve the Lord until the rest of their lives. Sometimes the times when feeling lonely, empty, need someone to be a helper in our lives. That's a lie if human life did not need love! We'd never experienced heartbreak, disappointment, abandoned by a loved one in our lifetime. A pair of chopsticks and taught me at a real life which I now experience. I realize this story opened my eyes wide open about what love and meaning of human life created in order not to feel lonely. If you feel like this, just calm down because you do not overcoming this period alone, but I help you to realize that you are not human beings alone who do not need love, but we are here both to learn from the story of a pair of chopsticks in real life. The point of this story I learned how we are created in accordance with their respective objectives. Be thankful to God because He is Oft-fair.

We traveled down this road before
a weathered time or two;
The circumstances differ but
the reasons are as true.
Yet nothing ever changes the one fact
that I love you.
From then til now
We've seen a lot
From what is good to
what is not....
Yet nothing mattered for you are
the only one I sought.

Through thick and thin
We walked the miles
with feet of lead and
hearts of smiles....
Yet it was cool because that I had
you for all the while.
Yes life is full of
daily games
but you will always
have my name....
And my love stays with you
the same.

I talk from inside and want to hold you a lot
I hope that this all will come to a stop
We take advantage of more than a lot
We run from the truth and never stop

It's for time, from time, nowhere to run
We take advantage for more than a lot
We ruin the truth and have no way to stop
hope to stop running, from all and all to stop

I hurt from inside just to hold you a lot
I breakdown from morality and no way to stop
Can’t build love on dreams, of lies to keep you up
The ground will be cut, when the sky comes down

Let's look at this as the hurdle of love
Mistake we both made but now we must stop
Come to us, we will get help from above
All of us waits for you, in the house of love

Never before have we combined as one
It is time for us to stand up and win
To come together, all of us as one
Let's do this, come back to the home we in

THERE HE LAY A STONE TO SPEAK NO MORE
THERE HE LAY, MOTIONLESS UNLIKE SECONDS BEFORE
THERE LAY HE, WITH NO MORE SMILES FOR TO LEND
THERE LAY HE, MY GLISTENING FRIEND

I TAUGHT HIM WELL HOW TO FIND A VEIN
I TUTORED HIM WELL IN HOW TO CONQUER PAIN
I EDIFIED HIM IN HOW TO ROB AND STEAL
THERE LAY HE WITH NO PULSE TO FEEL

T'WAS MIDST PORCELAIN AND TILE LAY HE THERE
OUR DESPERATION WAS AS A SPEAR
SKEWERED BY STEEL AS REAL AS ANY MADE
AND DONE WERE ALL THE PLANS TO FADE

HE AND I WERE GOING TO TRAVERSE THE GLOBE
UNTIL MY BATHROOM DEFILED HIS ROBE
WHEN MET DID WE HE WAS FILLED WITH HOPE
BUT OUR DESIRE BECAME HIS HANGMAN'S ROPE

NO 911 WOULD I PLACE THAT CALL
AS I DRAGGED INTO A HOLLOWED HALL
LEST THE COPS SEEK ANSWERS I COULD NOT DEFEND
AND HIS HEART AND SOUL UNABLE TO MEND

SO ALAN DIED IN MY SEEDY APARTMENT'S TUB
AND THEREIN LIES THE RUBBISH AND THE RUB
I NEVER ATTENDED HIS FUNERAL SINCE I FELT AS IF I HAD KILLED HIM WELL
AS FOR ALAN I KNOW NOT WHERE HE WENT BUT I AM HEADED FOR HELL
(C) 2011....~free cee!~

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 step I take I hear controlled footsteps behind
I turn in hesitation but nothing in sight makes me feel blind
The breath raises hair on the back of my neck
This devistation feeling is something I hope to 4get
My blood pressure rising
My heart aches when it bangs
The ringing in my ear
as if a cell fne rang
"Is someone following me?"....
Wandering eyes catch mine and i sense a connection
Common beliefs seem to fall
upon this mirage of a reflection
Darkness seems to grow
Insanity provokes deep thought
Planners are known
For being thinkers
So what r those who
react on the spot
A voice hums in my ear
It drowns the anger my thots clear
I glance behind me once again the dark figure disappeared.
"Did I see something?"....
I assure myself its nothing to earn my concern
A whisper corrupts that decision and I flinch...
I stand still n disbelief
tho the shock hit like it hasn't happened before
another source has always followed me thru closed doors.
Realizing this hallucination can not be explained
Constantly fearing fear has left my bed made
Footsteps break the silence I ignite my fire that burns with sin
And with my last fight of desperation,
too my surprise nothing again
I stand motionless knowing I had not won the battle
The sun stared down hard which reveled the darkness of my shadow.
"My shadow?".....