Inspirational Poems
We All Fall
by Shawn Hastings
Big or small
Short or tall
During our lives
We all fall
It's the nature of things
Don't ya know
But keep in mind
You're not alone
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If this is a man
by Josh Lyndon
A man who commited no crime,
Yet forced to do the hardest time.
They shaved his head,
Gave him straw for a bed.
There was something special they knew,
But he was a convicted jew.
The nazi's seeked to destroy,
Primo Levi the geniouse boy.
Sent to work in the cold all day.
Not a bad word would he say.
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Rises the Moon
by Civl 12346
Earth crumblin’, Stars spinnin’, The wind whippin’.
Her arms flailin’, grip on her sword slippin’.
Body spinnin’ while the Devil’s watchin’ and grinnin’
Wicked and wild, smilin’ ‘cause her time comin’.
His time bidin’.
'Cause this time he knew she’d be the one dyin’.
Lungs gaspin’ and heart poundin’ her mind tryin’
To find the divine might insider her that just might fight the fright fillin’
Her heart dark the light spillin’,
Dread deep it drillin’,
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Someone like my Father
by Aldo Kraas
Someone like my Father
Is the one that made me
60 years ago
With his holy hands
And placed me 60 years ago
In the planet earth
I already got used to the
Planet earth
And also
I am living my life
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At the age of four
by Awwab ParachaAt the age of four, I saw perfection. I saw it in the crystal-like tears that ran like a river through my mother's soul. Reality cracked, within a shiny glass, creating reflections of my weak body. At the age of four, I was finally told, "You’ll never be perfect." But then, I realized that perfection is broken. It's fragile, it's weak, it's flawed, and it's beautiful. Tears became my rain. They became my joy. I spent days in hospital rooms while my mother's tears caressed my heart with their perfectly warm hands. Those tears fought with me, fought for me, lived for me, and died for me. At the age of 15, I saw perfection, again. I saw it in tears that broke out of the confines of hazel brown eyes and ran like a heavenly river of honey through the maple-sweet soul of a broken honeycomb. I saw perfection in a cracked looking glass. At last, another portal to the land of rainbows and diamond-white tears. Another girl, my girl. You should see the way she holds me. You should see the way she kisses me. You should see the way she loves me. You should see her. Because then, You would finally understand... that perfection is not perfect... It's more like a cracked diamond, a messy apple-pie, a fading rainbow, a giant spoonful of Nutella, a mother's tears, red petals that roses wear, the smell of freshly shampooed hair. A girl who talks to herself. A girl who talks to my heart. A girl who made me feel like I was four-years-old again. Earth's lucky charm. My baby girl. Lexi. I love you
Continue readingWe All Fall
by Shawn Hastings
Big or small
Short or tall
During our lives
We all fall
It's the nature of things
Don't ya know
But keep in mind
You're not alone
......
Anjo da Guarda
by Aldo Kraas
Anjo Da Guarda
You woke me up today
And you whispered in my
Ears
I Iove you
And I started to cry
You Anjo Da Guarda had
Wiped the tears from my eyes
With a kleenex
Anjo Da Guarda
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Plus ou moins
by Aldo Kraas
Plus ou moins
I have a nasty cold
That doesn't want to go away
I am also all congested
There is a lot of flam
Coming out
From my mouth
I am trying to clear my through
Yes I already had my breakfast
Early in the morning
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What I got to do for my Father
by Aldo Kraas
What I got to do
For my Father
To accept me
The way I am
I am praying every
Single night for my Father
Before I go to sleep
I never miss a night praying
For my Father
Also I never let my Father down
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What I got to do
by Aldo Kraas
What I got to do
For my Father
To accept me
The way I am
I am praying every
Single night for my Father
Before I go to sleep
I never miss a night praying
For my Father
Also I never let my Father down
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