Most Liked Forgiveness Poems (316)

Speak gentle words, so others will incline their ear
to better hear, the words you have to say.
Speak harsh or unkind words,
then surely, they will only turn away.

Please don't aim your words like arrows,
the sort, that so often wound the soul.
For words can make a loving, warm heart,
turn into one, that's icy cold.

For once words tumble off the tongue,
you can never, call them back.
Now just as deadly missiles,
they're launched only, to attack.

You can't control the words, that others may say,
but the words you speak, are always up to you.
Pray,that you choose each one wisely,
asking if it's good or harm, that your words will do ?

For words can either build a body up,
or tear a body, slowly down.
Cracking and crumbling the foundation of a life,
that once stood so firm, on solid ground.

companioned with only a clustered heart driven by a toxic mind, a re-invented me time? . . perhaps for a while . . if i can't be ready for me, can I be ready to share me? . . doing this alone. . how? . . by learning to love yourself again through forgiveness~

Smoke and mirrors
elation then tears..
why does it always have to be this way.
One minute it's I love yous.
And the next it's I can't do this anymore..
The saddest part is just when I think
that we are where we are meant to be..
You go and change the scenery..
And everything reverts right back to blame..
It's always the same..
I just never know, because I never quite see it coming..
One minute you're there with me, and the next you are running..
Wish that I could reach you...
but seems it's destined to be...
Smoke and mirrors..
Wish it didn't always have to be this way..
And you can't always bring someone around to
your way of thinking..
that's a given, but there should at least be
some give and take....
But never certain heartbreak..
And smoke and mirrors.

Sometimes I speak before my brain is in gear
Sometimes I speak out of turn in wanting to impress
Sometimes I speak eagerly and without due thought
Sometimes I speak without feelings for others
Sometimes I think I am tolerant when I am not
Sometimes I am just dumb and thoughtless
I must learn to think before I act
Sometimes I must learn to speak slowly
Sometimes I am a jerk
Sometimes I think I have a quick wit when I am witless
My mouth moves and I should connect it to my brain
Sometimes I am hurtful and I don’t want to be,
Shouldn’t be, because that is not who I am.
Sometimes I am sorry and it is too late to say so
Because the deed is done and you can not erase what has happened.
Sometimes I must learn to think before I talk
Sometimes I must learn to think before I hit “Enter”
I should considering others feelings before I speak
Always consider.......

I've grown tired of the vicious cycles
...
of the do's and dont's
the wrong's and right's
I've lost the will to fight
to stand against bliss with ignorance by myside
to stand upon my own pride with nothing inside
moving forward to crawl to walk to take flight
the fact i should or shouldn't
the woulds and coulds I didn't
Thoughts that waver I've begun to lose count
count of the endless mind numbing questions
where they began, ongoing and end
whether or not to relieve myself
from jumping out this plane, building or cliff
questioning wheres that next spliff?
screeching the voices are that echo
vibrate and torture the halls of my mind
close my eyes to mysteries yet to find
has me searching in disarray
curious as to why you decided to stay
thoughts of anger and disbelief
to drown the misery in make believe
to glance inwards instead of out
the reality of my perception is what it's all about
to stop lashing at others and find myself
that these feelings wont bend nor fix themselves
the dead the alive, the faithful the lies
the suttle differences between you and i
lets find a threshold of common ground
where the clouds no longer blanket the skies
where you and I can be alive
...
I've grown tired of the vicious cycles

I won't have to stay here much longer
Holding my head between to and from
Waiting in a letter washed with pen and ink changes
So how do i feel, if i feel at all?
How do i sleep when i can't seem to be warm?
I fell away from all of this
Like walking a high wire between black and white
Closed my eyes to change the scenario
And saw the headlights
Waiting in fear, running in adrenaline lifted dreams
I have seen it all
Except that notion to bring this forward
That fold won't seem to bend
No i can't put this back
Tear. Tear. Tear into.
What words fell in shreds
Where my head left off on a long pause
Your colors are bleeding from this
And water washes them away
No i won't stay here much longer
Just enough to throw this away
And hold it between thumb and index
Squeeze you dry one last time
What color were you expecting?
Besides black and white

Its a shame that you are over there..
Its just to far away for a love to last that long ..
Yes something closer would be nice for the heart to feel ..
If only it were true ,real ,and now its a shame ..
If only you had lied a bout where you lived and it was closer to me ..
So far away from me to you ..
Its as shame that you sent me a letter of things that are not about you ..
Just be careful how you write ..
Words can be a lot to handle some times if they are not from the heart ..

Distant, the echo’s of my heart
Far flung,upon the seas of life
Oblivioned to strangers hand
Trialed,in turmoiled living strife

Diluted, the fullness of my blood
Strewn seed of careless youth
In isolation distance spans
You my son, in living truth

Consummation of misguided love
In abandonment life begun
Thru primal urge ignorance blossomed
In denial unity unsung

Deprivation of sight and sound
Newborn innocence unbeheld
Blame could not apportion round
Man in doubt, his might is felled

Timeless thoughts of who and where
Aliened fruit of my urge, unloved
Physical sense of longings quenched
Prodigal times of my life unproved

Relieved, at last you have a name
My circle’s round, My life complete
But judge me not by others sound
See My Face before ere we meet

Time heals
All
In time we heal
We forget what is real
Reinvent what we feel
To allow time to heal
In time
All
Must feel
That time is real