Merciful Poems

Merciful poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of merciful poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on merciful are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

The Merciful God

The Merciful God long poem

The Lord is merciful and love slow to anger and rich in blessings he does not treat us according to our sin, nor repay according to our faults as parents have compassion on their children the lord has pity on

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Out

Out short poem

Do something different Camp out The regular routine Throw it out Evil and bad intentions you can Do without The weak and the helpless are Crying out While the good and the merciful are Dying out Beggars with empty hands

Poems containing references to : Merciful

Earthquake Within And Without

Earthquake Within And Without prose poem

Terrifying it was When sun completed half of its routine journey A tremor overpowered unexpectedly We heard about earthquake but never experienced before It remained though minutes but disasters unheard streaked Like wave of thunder light Almost all came out

Learn to love

Learn to love long poem

me, my car and a never ending road, that is all I have, that is all I need, racing through unknown lands, trying to leave the hurt behind, seeing the sun go down witnessing the dawn of Venus the Orion

Oh Zephyr

Oh Zephyr short poem

Oh Zephyr As a merciful favour To an awaiting soul Drift this luscious savour To half of my whole Sundered by distance Yet blended through hearts Longing this fragrance He is, on other end of world Together, we rooted These

A Sonnet To God

A Sonnet To God sonnet poems

Oh God, you amuse us, you are ever so funny You take pains to make our day warm and sunny; Then you give us the night, soft and soothing as honey Prolific gifts you give us, without charging a penny.

Me And Universe

Me And Universe prose poem

I may not be rich, I may not be a beauty, I may not be strong, But I am human. I may not be a Hero, I may not be a Poet, I may not be a Power, But I

Julia’s Tale Of True Love

Julias Tale Of True Love short poem

Fiery fervent flames raged in the room Passionately playing the melody of death In the air danced a broiling, smoky flume That blurred Julia’s e’ery path of escape The fire imprisoned her trembling soul Who begged the blaze to spare

A Reflection of the Light

A Reflection of the Light short poem

A true representation of love is not a stagnant captured image. Love you see, is a movie, it is a progression of actions with time. Us individuals love most times based on emotions, how we feel at a specific slice

85 Improvisations On One Smile

85 Improvisations On One Smile prose poem

(1) A smile is a butterfly just taking a break on a soldier’s helmet. (2) A smile is an ember emerging out from snow. (3) A smile is a children’s clothesline hung between two ears. (4) A smile is an

Sad Woman In Me!

Sad Woman In Me! long poem

People crying in the east and west Few for the dreams built to be the best Few for the food or attack of pest Few for the losses with wounded chest Few over their davestated nest Pity for few and

Call Of An Unborn Daughter To Dad

Call Of An Unborn Daughter To Dad prose poem

Call Of An Unborn Daughter To Dad Dad I am your guiltless and innocent unborn daughter who is anxious to step in your house will you please give birth to your daughter Will you be happy on my arrival probably

Fresh Studies

Fresh Studies prose poem

Sometimes, what you find in a study can only be expressed in the way that you walk it out. Occasionally, one can attempt to explain in words what his recent studies have revealed. Many things that we have already learned

The Song Of The Caged Bird

The Song Of The Caged Bird prose poem

Listen closely. Do you hear it? Do you hear the song of the caged bird? Listen harder. Listen to her yearning. Listen to her cries from being locked away for years on end. She wants to be set free. She

Gold-tipped

Gold tipped short poem

At that time I was thinking something else when you gave me a half-kiss, my winter naked moon. A souvenir left by sun for the sake of night. I remembered pink roses unpetaling green thighs- for quest of shelter in

The Salt Tree

The Salt Tree prose poem

In the road to the South, which hasn’t ended yet, from the yet not finished North, at the ball’s surface which had lost its center and produced sacred shrines fighting each other all along the road, there, that white tree

People In Pews

People In Pews ballad

Church bells ring The choir sings Songs of praise Ancient of days Stained glass colors Arched cross hovers His mighty power A strong high tower Wooden pews Lilly flowers Sunshine and April showers A merciful God The children applaud Before

Prince Of Peace

Prince Of Peace prose poem

He came to serve and not to be served But billions of people stand to serve Him He was not an orator But He spoke concepts that were never spoken He has come with no credentials But become incredible credential

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Divorce

Divorce long poem

The Bygone years seldom had couple breaking up That was the period when intimacy meant sex and the couple had plenty of it too with off springs springing up too often having hardly a year gap between them Lady was

Monochrome

Monochrome short poem

Since the very first day of my life, I was taught only two words. all my actions and speech, could either calm a person or prick like sword. I was nurtured in a way, that all of it was either

Greatest Of All

Greatest Of All english poems

Above all, above the world and the galaxy There is God, there is wonder and hope We have God who cares and carries us away Where joy is always with us Most of all, most of the wonders and glory

Fathers, We Have A Question For You

Fathers, We Have A Question For You long poem

The fish in the river died And the river became foul smelling. There was blood all over In containers both of wood and of stone. In houses both of Pharaoh and the peasants In nations, both of the government and

I Search

I Search short poem

I search for depth in my shallow life I search for height on a low divide I search for purpose yet unfound I search for dreams stashed in the ground I search for souls that are themselves I search for

Mr. Stubborn…

Mr. Stubborn... ode

With a sinking heart he compiled All the memories that are scattered behind He resigned from his past and assign himself for the mankind Jogging on the road of prosperity and snoop in the ways of wind It was just

Seeing Is Believing, Yet To Feel Is Most Sublime

Seeing Is Believing, Yet To Feel Is Most Sublime long poem

There are those who see nothing in every sunrise And those who see emptiness in loving eyes, They see only the water yet never the sea I just wish they would stop and take heed of my plea, Sunrises need

Dreams

Dreams short poem

I wish to be a crowned King, Having words of wisdom.. A reign of peace, With sky as my kingdom… If I Wanted colors to play, I would suck the rainbows dry… Change what is accepted, Mock it with the

Dawn

Dawn short poem

Dawn is here end of night. Depends on you to make things right. In my mind, but out of sight. The time is now to start the fight. Dawn is here behold the light.

A Vortex To A Quill

A Vortex To A Quill long poem

shaped from the tiny fragmentation of the impulse in my mind blinded by the mere silence in its brigade of solemn tenderness alone I sit on a high hill visually seeing the passerbys visit then leave a quaint encounter to

The Help Of Poems

The Help Of Poems prose poem

I am not one that uses great emotions I never see to have the notion The anger inside me sometimes starts to bubble And if I let it all out it will get me in trouble My teacher one day

A Lonely Lament

A Lonely Lament short poem

The flickering flame in the dream of your eyes, is a glimmer of life in a darkening sky. But little heat remains to warm the weary hearts of those so slowly left bereft and torn apart A chill wind blows

Misty Cups Of Tea

Misty Cups Of Tea short poem

Every morning, We pretend to meet, To have a sip From our misty cups of tea. Our eyes might have Acknowledged each others’ presence, But they never meet, While they raise from the newspapers, That are evenly spread On the

Everything Goes Black

Everything Goes Black short poem

Young love comes to call only in the end to fall in the beginning like a river it flows in the bitter end like dried and cracked autumn leaves it blows It enchants you like the suns rays and hypnotises

Two Ants Walk Into A Coffee Shop

Two Ants Walk Into A Coffee Shop short poem

They minded their conversation, The ants that came marching in. Extra sugar. A little less cream. The foam from their latte circled their mouths, Disfigured steam still rising from their small cups. A light comfort found after a hard day’s

Memory Walk

Memory Walk short poem

Wanted to visit old lanes for a mocking bird. A luminous proxy wanted to play a game. Treachery flees from the trees and settles on the white wings of flying swans. No logarithm will stop to watch the invisible numbers

Scanning

Scanning short poem

When night will not speak and shoes will float on the water; legs of truth will not move. Latched to absence unreasons held the hands of time. I stopped believing in myself. The genome had come in a bottle. when

True Companionship

True Companionship short poem

I am a cliff offshore with rocky coat & soft core not so far off but spanned by deep sea neither special nor rare but made of dead debris Wish to inhabitate But the sea is inhibiting I’ll cobble to

Craving For Pang

Craving For Pang short poem

This is a new feeling I discovered, scalp of old memories recovered. Remnants of those feelings still lingering, all over my body tickling. Blending with my soul, warming me whole, dark like a ghoul, I felt a hole. Strong was

Taking A Chance

Taking A Chance short poem

You have to roll a six, With four dices on the board. The odds are not in your favor, Playing a big game of chance. Critics are saying it’s impossible, But you still play in the tournament. Self-discipline increases the

Broken Pencil

Broken Pencil long poem

The joke’s on you if you can’t see the truth But what did I expect from someone who sees a god in the sky When all he wants to do is kill and die You took the words out of

I Love You

I Love You ode

She is silent, He is silent, But the silence is broken, And the eyes are doing their work, A beautiful heart in love, Is reflected in the eyes. She knows it well, He knows it well, Then why this refrain?

Knight Of The Round

Knight Of The Round long poem

He rides towards the setting sun Further and further from his special one The sound of his armor clanking with each hoof beat Perspiration horse and rider oppressive desert heat He rides through the desert to find the Prince. Commissioned