Forgiveness Poems
The hour of the last goodbye (Making your peace).
by Sharon Morgan
How careful is the craft of conscience?
Which wields the sword of sorry,
That strikes the heels of discord,
And visits the home of the elusive.
Healing the rifts of former days
Respect is now paid,
As healing is sought
And time is bought.
Now, a conscience at ease
Grudges now cease.
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It’s Water Under The Bridge
by Kevin Schroeder
Beneath the arches, time lets go,
A whispering current’s steady flow.
Bruised reflections drift and gleam,
Carrying burdens into the stream.
What once was heavy now feels light,
The bridge stands still through day and night.
For water passes, and so do we,
Letting the past dissolve, set free.
Eventually, He Evens the Events…
by Ololade Raji
Even as we still feel like a feeble pawn in a chess of gluttony, yet, You made us resist the temptation of greed deeply rooted in an aroma of enticing betrayal
Events of recent months affirmed that the scorching of these black skins is an incandescent reflection of the deep dark shades of some souls
Even as Ayi Kwei Armah’s ‘Beautyful Ones Are Not Yet Born’ continues to bolster our disgust with injustice and will ultimately sharpen the ingrained desire for justness
Events of these last hours also affirmed that the cleansing of the malodourous souls are never awashed by an ocean of tears
Eventually, I pray the seeds of forgiveness sprout as Your torrent comes, as I am tired of writing the book of good in this library of evil. He will lead His people as I am indeed lost!
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Mercy, Is the Cry of My Heart
by Christen Kuikoua
I am evil.
I am evil.
And still, in my evil, don’t leave me, Lord.
If You walk away, I will fall.
My flesh will devour me.
I’ve tried to please You
with everything in me,
but I can’t.
I can’t.
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Love
by Bolaji Boluwatife
Love is exceptional, a bundle of joy that cannot be defined. An overdose of medicine that causes highness. Love is to be loved. An endless journey with a different route, and that's why we have different perspective on the journey of love.
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Mercy, Is the Cry of My Heart
by Christen Kuikoua
I am evil.
I am evil.
And still, in my evil, don’t leave me, Lord.
If You walk away, I will fall.
My flesh will devour me.
I’ve tried to please You
with everything in me,
but I can’t.
I can’t.
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404 : unanswered
by Annisa Dwi Afika
What do you do with an apology?
fold it and keep it in your pocket,
polish it and put it in a treasure chest,
taped it to your journal,
or burn it cause it doesn't have value anymore?
the damage has been done
catastrophic, a word that could describe it
the damage has been resolved
repaired in the silence of days
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Brave
by Mario Odekerken
Brave are those
who are willing to forgive.
Not because they forget,
but because they remember
and still choose peace.
They carry the weight,
not as a burden,
but as a bridge.
They let go,
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Waiting for Death
by Ghairo Daniels
WAITING FOR DEATH
How tedious it is waiting for Death
when She is still dressing up
to sit in a quagmire of silent prayer
while sandwiches turn dry
How tedious when a nappy
must still be changed
as Forgiveness waits for a touch
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It’s Water Under The Bridge
by Kevin Schroeder
Beneath the arches, time lets go,
A whispering current’s steady flow.
Bruised reflections drift and gleam,
Carrying burdens into the stream.
What once was heavy now feels light,
The bridge stands still through day and night.
For water passes, and so do we,
Letting the past dissolve, set free.
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Pilgrim Roy (2 poems about Forgiveness)
I am a pilgrim travelling the heavenly way walking through life with Jesus. He is my constant companion and friend -
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