Confirming And Comforting Poems

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Jesus Loves Sinners

Jesus Loves Sinners short poem

Jesus watches over us Jesus is watching to protect The lost and the wandering sinner Those who cry out to our Savior Believing Jesus is with us forever Jesus, friend of the weary and Those wandering, lost in this world

Poems containing references to : Confirming And Comforting

8 Am

8 Am short poem

It was about 8 am. I was just walking. The weather was freezing, I remember, but it was a lovely day. And I was just walking. And the trees looked sad. And the grass seemed blue. Kind of a depressing

A Wish

A Wish short poem

O comforting tree! Neither I need your fruits Nor your blossoms, Want only a bit of your shade Tired I am To take rest under your shade, Then will leave Travel I have to I will keep travelling. O lovely

When She Appears Charming

When She Appears Charming ode

Her tranquility is soothing and comforting, When she is cross, she is exciting and retorting, Fascinating; a displeased beloved is charming, A miracle of cooling that ends in warming, The color of cheeks when becomes more pink, The latent call

Mother India

Mother India short poem

Mother India I travelled to you Three years back ‘Twas a moment’s spur Friends thought I’d gone whack Mother India Filled with uncertainty For what was in store Intrepid and curious I reached your belly at Bangalore Mother India With

Self Medication

Self Medication prose poem

Pharmacist’s pantry or landlord’s larder, choices aplenty for a mind so disposed. Maximum dosage to test the boundaries, roulette wheel silently spinning. Senses slither away like an exposed serpent, seeking the shapelessness of the shadows. The comforting numbness of certain

The Call Of The Hills

The Call Of The Hills short poem

I must go to the hills again, To those distant rolling, green slopes, To those lonely, shrouded peaks, To the comforting embrace of the morning mist. I must go to the hills again, To the sparkle of effervescent streams, To

The Effect Of You On Me

The Effect Of You On Me short poem

In you I see strength, power You standby to support me like a tower. You make me laugh till my stomach hurts, I don’t know how they can affect me they’re just words. You hold my hand comforting me always,

Western Portrait

Western Portrait short poem

Walk ever faintly with me, my love Barefoot upon the salted apron shore Let us sip the fading western light Savor the bodied flavor of recent wounds Bow completely to descending night Heal imperfectly beneath comforting moons ..until daylight reveals

Is This It?

Is This It? short poem

I can not find meaning of love without the beating heart It’s like made of stone Fragile thing that’s torn us apart they see what I won’t they lose the beat of the love I want it at all cost

Amongst The Blessed

Amongst The Blessed sonnet poems

The spirit flows, Down the aisle of believers, It contorts and goes, Into the hearts of gracious receivers, The reading is a lament, Over a loss of accepted vigor, With which it has departed a certain consent, In the disrespect

A Cowboy Loved

A Cowboy Loved short poem

He rode into town on his horse. Spurs digging into A soft dull gray,  hooves echoing against the ground. His eyes met with a certain lass. Joyful at heart. His eyes tried her on, alone with limitless possibility. He thought

Moonlit Monochrome

Moonlit Monochrome poetry books

About the book: These poems happened to me at random, insignificant moments. They are still damp, from loss. They manifest wild ways to look at ordinary things. I am picking up pieces of life And handing them over to you.

Socks Or Suspenders (revised)

Socks Or Suspenders (revised) short poem

Of all the simplest of things. Sometimes love is a lot like socks. Some are long, some are short. Hell some even come up to the height of knees. Some are bland. Some are colorful. Baring the fruit of comforting

When I’m Gone

When Im Gone elegy

Struggle is life’s way of strengthening it… yet because of it I’m stuck in a bottomless pit. Everything’s gone, truly nobody left… a few that once cared now all think I’m a pest. All that was left was a tiny

The End

The End short poem

Lines on forehead are deepening. No signs of abatement of fire in our bellies. The hunger we inherited is only comforting the mouthless. Broken laughs. Strange bedfellows chopping off the murals from the lips. A body rots, stinks. Maggots fly.

Heartaches Door

Heartaches Door short poem

I don’t know what to do sometimes, When you’re crying in my arms, All I know is my arm around you, Will protect you from your harms. Sitting there just sobbing, Shaking with your fears, Making a puddle on my

Manchester England May 22nd 2017

Manchester England May 22nd 2017 elegy

Explosions rocked Manchester Arena after finale of Ariana Grande concert where just moment before avid fans of this idol did cavort and flirt shattering poignant moments, when one than another attendant did amidst helter skelter yell and blurt now treasured

Thought 4

Thought 4 long poem

Winter fogs are delving over city Like birds of prey with breathless cold Each drop moistens your lips Passing shivering kisses like beloved. The last afternoon sun that brought comforting warm Meekly knocking at the door of grey sky, Her

He”- An Important Persona

He”  An Important Persona long poem

“HE” He is an important persona. He is- who is omnipresent, and makes me feel special. He is- who is outstandingly unique, that nobody can ever beat. He is- who rings the bells of my heart, with a dart. “HE”

Lear Again…

Lear Again... short poem

It was not worth it. Building of castles on the dirty roads. Offering spiritual coalition of unscented certainties. Admission of reversing the course of river does not exonerate. Mind polluted, face dripping with fantasies clairvoyance, but confirming nothing. Quasi-tales mingling

The Comfort Of A Kerchief

The Comfort Of A Kerchief short poem

It is most just and so fair And not just any scrap of square. For gentle lady and kind Sir Need this linen to leave and stir. Her flowing sari is draped perfectly The blouse contrasts most fittingly. Her hair

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Death And Desire

Death And Desire short poem

when young death is unheard when grown up death appears mystery when at ripe age death appears real When health deteriorates death knocks at your doors You either surrender or try to escape when you surrender you are no more

Coincidence Or Design

Coincidence Or Design short poem

Was it by Coincidence or design That you came to be mine if only for the night The only night I wished for no dawn We stemmed from different worlds but we blossomed in our very own Our language differed

Waiting For You

Waiting For You long poem

Lying in the dark, Waiting for the light. The sun never rose, And the days intertwine. The void that grows, Gets wider all the time, And I’m lying here, Waiting, waiting for you. You, You are my light, You are

Gone!

Gone! short poem

My heart ached as his stopped. As if he didn’t know, His loss would cause me sorrow. Like rain melting drops of snow, He slipped from me. I will never forget his laughter, Precious memory that remained But gone is

Leaf

Leaf short poem

The stillness of the wind Is all around As I walk along This stretch of sand Oh! how I am amazed A beauty so grand As I stood and gazed This majestic land I knelt and picked A leaf in

A Refugee

A Refugee prose poem

(1) A refugee searches out for his home. Suddenly, when dust lands down on his eyelids, he cries out: ‘Eureka, Eureka, I found out a hole’. (2) My wife and me had a dream; We said, we shall have our

Life – A Drama

Life   A Drama short poem

I was send to the ‘Cradle’ of earth To perform the ‘Drama’ of life The set was ready, co-actors too. I felt easy to play my role As my character had hardly anything to do Years flew by; I too

…Heal My Wings Once Again

...Heal My Wings Once Again prose poem

…. Heal These Broken Wings Perhaps I was addicted to the lighter side, Smothered in darkness put whippings on my backside Somehow as an adult my heart became alive, It used to be asleep blind & only smiles I don’t

My First Crush

My First Crush short poem

I sit there alone on the stone bench, Under the tree, blowing off the dust. I breathe the scent of the spring, As I talk to the aged surfaces. I have grown old, but I still feel her. The sneak-peek

Wives’ Conference

Wives Conference prose poem

Oh, my husband, he is too soft, giving everything, I ask, but not trusting me, keeping all savings, himself, And asks, “what is money for, am giving all that you need”; That’s not right, am wounded and so, don’t like

Soul’s Anguish

Souls Anguish long poem

A labyrinth of red washed walls, my heart’s anguish to soar above the clouds. As I trace my scars I think of rose petals. Is my body still asking for restitution? Have I not yet paid the price? My pain

I’ve Had Dreams.

Ive Had Dreams. prose poem

I’ve had dreams of other places, other places where I have lived. Places different from where I live now. Places that seemed just as real. All we know is what our five senses allow us to know. There is more

The Monarch

The Monarch short poem

She hopped and swayed like a silly girl Who had just heard the school bell toll. With aplomb, did she take that swirl? In my mind I coxed and cursed her to fall Onto the ground as she flit aloft

Scented Memories

Scented Memories short poem

On this lazy Sunday while the rest of the pack are Nursing sore eyes, here I am on the winding lanes where memories lay, like strewn flowers, and some still bloom on those hedgerows behind which a shining face, often

Bayesian Inference

Bayesian Inference short poem

It’s the basics man Blue car with a spider lawyer Lights on a swimming pool at night She speaks French when she cheats Green chiffon ghetto lit with blow Orange face on a palm tree Have you quit looking for

Find The One

Find The One short poem

Cold night, shimmery light, A white lie to the white knight, Broken heart waving good bye, Shadows in the blue moon night. Melancholy in the milieu, And heart beats are drums in the air. In the deep dark night with

What She Must Have Kept In Those Eyes Of Hers?

What She Must Have Kept In Those Eyes Of Hers? short poem

Difficult it was To look into her eyes Without getting mine moist. Certainly messy, a refuge in dark glares While bidding adieu. And eyes won’t lie, you know? Eyes, they conceal an ocean Yet, just won’t stay quiet when we

Man Musing

Man Musing long poem

I wonder, sometimes, why it is a fact, A gifted, handsome man should be alone. My iambic pentameter’s intact, And yet I tend to lyric on my own. Alliteration alienates romance. The ladies scorn my struggle with cliché They scoff,