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The poem guyIf you’re wondering
In the realm of ink and paper, my words unfurl,A tapestry woven with threads of the world.To those who wonder if they're at the core,Yes, dear soul, ...
The poem guyRefining kindness
In a world where kindness questioned and judged,It's a sad reality we've begrudgingly trudged.Rudeness, now accepted, has become the norm,Leaving kin...
The poem guyMy Savior’s embrace
In depths of despair, burdened by guilt's weight,I sought solace, redemption, a way to abate.And in the midst of darkness, a glimmer of hope,A savior...
A poem to inspire your life, may it be filled with Joy.
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In the realm of whispers, where secrets reside,
A soul awakens, craving to confide.
My heart, a fortress, guarded with care,
For it knows its worth, beyond compare.
No auctioneer's gavel, no price can define,
The depth of my being, the light that is mine.
For kindness flows freely, like rivers of gold,
It cannot be bought, its value untold.
Thoughts, like butterflies, dance in my mind,
Fluttering gracefully, leaving trails behind.
They weave tales of compassion, of wisdom untold,
Through words and actions, they unfold.
And Joy, oh Joy, a companion so dear,
Envelopes my spirit, dispelling all fear.
Its presence is boundless, its touch divine,
A gift bestowed upon this life of mine.
But know, dear reader, these treasures I hold,
Are not for sale, not for silver or gold.
They're woven within, etched in my soul,
Their worth incalculable, their essence whole.
So let actions speak louder, let truth prevail,
For in deeds we uncover a heartfelt tale.
And may our journeys intertwine, you and me,
Unveiling the beauty of humanity's tapestry.
#Poems
In the realm of whispers, where secrets reside,
A soul awakens, craving to confide.
My heart, a fortress, guarded with care,
For it knows its worth, beyond compare.
No auctioneer's gavel, no price can define,
The depth of my being, the light that is mine.
For kindness flows freely, like rivers of gold,
It cannot be bought, its value untold.
Thoughts, like butterflies, dance in my mind,
Fluttering gracefully, leaving trails behind.
They weave tales of compassion, of wisdom untold,
Through words and actions, they unfold.
And Joy, oh Joy, a companion so dear,
Envelopes my spirit, dispelling all fear.
Its presence is boundless, its touch divine,
A gift bestowed upon this life of mine.
But know, dear reader, these treasures I hold,
Are not for sale, not for silver or gold.
They're woven within, etched in my soul,
Their worth incalculable, their essence whole.
So let actions speak louder, let truth prevail,
For in deeds we uncover a heartfelt tale.
And may our journeys intertwine, you and me,
Unveiling the beauty of humanity's tapestry.
#Poems
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