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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An Abundance Of Ugliness

An Abundance Of Ugliness short poem

I am not good enough for the boy in the blue car, waiting for something miraculous to happen that isn’t me, I am not good enough for the 45 year old man whom with a share my facial features, who

Soufriere Hills, Montserrat

Soufriere Hills, Montserrat short poem

The clouds shuddered as if stuck you knew what would reach you would not be a gentle breeze as stupid and slow as you’d ever be looking for a barrier a shield managing to take one step back before ragdoll

Sprouting Seeds

Sprouting Seeds short poem

Turnover my secret past I have to dig up my future In the hour of crumbling walls and dark clouds. Pale moon becomes a beacon in another version of solitude where nobody speaks of sores and premature death. I stay

An Ode To The Burglar

An Ode To The Burglar ode

You, Filthy fingers that pinched my wallet Crooked skeletons in your closet Using every sliver of shade to hide your face In the blinding, piercing light of righteous day Heart smashing violently against your ribs As you scurry to seek

The Words Get Longer

The Words Get Longer short poem

The longer I listen the longer it intrigues The very sound of my voice never disagrees The longer I walk the better my knees The very movement and vigour keeps me physically pleased The longer I concentrate the longer my

On The Rise

On The Rise short poem

You are golden Like the mysteries Of a lost, lonely jungle, A photographed crowd At a Victorian ball, A heatwave in spring, The laughter of wild animals, A winding ancient path That leads to a fortified town – The clown

For Ages

For Ages short poem

It was the 5th of June, Oh baby! Your eyes shone brighter than the moon, You held my hand and I looked into those magical eyes, Which then made me realise that A girl like you is impossible to find.

The Black Forest

The Black Forest long poem

Well I am no stranger to the kiss of death … the closer the sun sets I can hear you calling to me creature of the night where the winter roses grow in the cold, icy wind and falling snow…

Massive Wolves

Massive Wolves prose poem

Nestled high in the Rocky Mountain Range, a mystical valley is uniquely situated. Eloquently encased by snow draped peaks. A breading ground for Hoary Marmots. Continually feeding a high spirited pack of massive wolves, is found. These massive wolves are

Archives

Archives short poem

Fear of a mound, tumbling down on the half-buried, half dead archives of desires, comes like a stampede of hoops on my chest. I lie alone in a desert of insanity. From the sea of agony one drop of salted

Rules.

Rules. prose poem

You break the rules, with your sly stupid smile. Your unforgiving dark bold eyes and your tousled hair. You’re driving her normal. Normal as painful as it sounds, normal like a woman. Who never felt like a woman. Who never

Let Peace Prevail

Let Peace Prevail short poem

Let peace prevail and human love not fail, to make this earth a heaven by killing every demon, that we may have inside us and let love drive us to a place full of serenity truthfulness and honesty.

Romance

Romance short poem

I was dumb struck to see a beautiful damsel approaching me, flashing like Sun rays piercing through the silver lining of the cloud , and rolling down like a twinkling star is she a mere fragrance of flower is she

Freedom Of Choice?

Freedom Of Choice? short poem

I am born a Human But chained like a Dog. They say I am Free But my soul is in Bonds. I am free to Speak But my words are Chosen. I have the right to Think But my thoughts

Green Night

Green Night short poem

Deep down thighs, unhoisted, what was there, harvesting the sperms? At dusk an inflorescence breaks into myriads of fireworks, wrecked apologia, interned unlikeness, insanity, kissing the goldenrod to start the flow of bare grief. I deserve no nobility, my moonscape

Hearts Are Stars

Hearts Are Stars ballad

Hearts are stars lost in a tango- between the moon and the sun. Stuck between parallel worlds- they only shine to a smiling moon only to die for a burning sun. Love is an eclipse of a sparkling moon standing

The Agreement

The Agreement long poem

We didn’t do this! Believe me, please! We warned them instead. They didn’t know our tongue. We tried to stop them verily. But still they went on. The place is not good. We don’t even think of going! This is

Babylon

Babylon ode

Between-Euphrates and Tigris, I was located, Ancient gods found home in me, Beliefs I professed were numerous, Yoke-I placed-upon captives, Life buried in religious activities-I encouraged, On top of hanging garden my beauty laid, Nations far and near feared me