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The Litany of Love for Things UnseenA Poem by SilburwolfThis earthly love what doth thee understand of it?Does it really fill in an endless black hole?So many say they love someone but if only for a week th.. |
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Purpose in the RainA Poem by Melinda McQueenPurpose in the Rain A tiny seed Lies just beneath-- Beneath turned soil, For a time, recoiled. All the while, Storms.. |
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Mission Statement: Level UnlockedA Story by youngpoet98I wrote this as a pick-me-up when I was feeling down. I'm not sure what category it falls in, but I hope it can helpful to others. |
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Hands Stained InkA Poem by Adam M. SnowHands stained ink of black and red. On the brink of what was said, |
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The Snow AngelA Poem by Melinda McQueenThe Snow Angel She played in the snow, Bundled against the cold. Her hopes high, To get it just right. Tasting snow.. |
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The elephant boyA Story by youngpoet98this story is based off a dream that I had about an "elephant boy." |
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The Mustard SeedA Poem by Melinda McQueenThe Mustard Seed There once was a tiny seed Who was held inside a hand. Waiting to be birthed, To take its stand. A .. |
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A Lobster-Like FaithA Poem by Melinda McQueenA Lobster-Like Faith Cradled in its shell, It’s full of self. It feels protected in its safety, In the midst of the s.. |
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Modern IdolatryA Poem by EmmaNot a criticism of reactions to faith, just an admittance that I prioritise the wrong things |
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I SPOKE TO JESUSA Poem by JaI spoke to Jesus The other day Asked if he was well But he wouldn’t say I asked about heaven And how can we get i.. |
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FaithA Poem by Mrudula RaniThe firmest faith is in the fewest words- Sir Edward Dyer |
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Almost 21A Poem by Cas MurrayRight before I turned 21, I found Jesus. |
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VeilA Poem by YouoweYoupayCalm your soul.. |
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Giving of YourselfA Poem by LeslieNoelThis poem is about putting yourself out there. |
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The Woolen HatA Poem by LeslieNoelSometimes it's important to shed old beliefs that hinder your happiness. |
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AcceptanceA Poem by LeslieNoelSometimes the people who hurt us the most are ourselves. This poem is about breaking away from that. |
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In the CloudsA Poem by Melinda McQueenIn the Clouds A grey sky overhead Weights down the soul. Filled with anguish Of life’s turmoil. Feeling you .. |
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