Tags : Prayers

FOR MARY

FOR MARY

A Chapter by Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)


For a friend
FAY AND HER BOOK OF PRAYERS.

FAY AND HER BOOK OF PRAYERS.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A BOYA ND GIRL IN 1950S LONDON
As the feather falls down.

As the feather falls down.

A Poem by Winslow Des Totes


A light expression.
Prayers

Prayers

A Story by Joanna Maharis


Prayers
A PRAYER OF THANKSGIVING

A PRAYER OF THANKSGIVING

A Poem by Light


Thank You, Lord
What is happening to mother India?

What is happening to mother India?

A Poem by Avanthika


When the whole world prays for gaza, am afraid they are unable to look at themselves. Before we point our fingers on our neighbouring nation, let&rsqu..
Never Forgotten - France 2015

Never Forgotten - France 2015

A Poem by Confuser


I rewrote it; personally very difficult
The Rosary

The Rosary

A Poem by Bright Ocean Star


a little history into the importance of this little, innocuous string of beads
River of tears

River of tears

A Poem by Johanna


I´m sorry I hid my heart from you..
All my thoughts

All my thoughts

A Poem by Johanna


All my dreams were hard to shareI was scared they wouldn't come trueAnd they said they did, but they didn´t careso I hid my soul from viewand I&..
what am thinking?

what am thinking?

A Poem by Dear Aurth,


Was in family prayer last night and I got this one stared working on it and its out to be like this, Praise God
When the Light Fades

When the Light Fades

A Poem by Violet's Run


A moment out of time to pause and take a much needed breath.. and to drink in life.
Keeping You in My Prayers

Keeping You in My Prayers

A Poem by Melinda McQueen


I know life has treated you unkind And your joy is hard to find. You went in search of a better way, Seeking to have a say. When y..
Love Star

Love Star

A Poem by Helena


From this moment on the heavens will seem closer to me… I will reach and pluck a star just for you&hel..
The Opened Jar

The Opened Jar

A Poem by Melinda McQueen


The glass jar sat open for years On a dusty shelf. Nothing touched it except a shaft of sun which peered Through stained curtains slightl..
When the Reaper Comes

When the Reaper Comes

A Poem by Trevor Bergshoeff


A poem written for my step father before he died.