Repents Poems

Repents poems bring the best collection of short and long repents poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great repents rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these repents poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on repents are here for you.

Jesus Is Just A Heartbeat Away

Jesus Is Just A Heartbeat Away long poem

Whatever your troubles, whatever your fears give them to the Lord and set your spirit free open your heart and mind today, don’t you know JESUS IS JUST A HEARTBEAT AWAY, peace and love is yours for the asking, there

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A Misfit In Love With Miss Misconception

A Misfit In Love With Miss Misconception prose poem

Like every morning, he has just returned from his office and is right in-front of one of his roommate and so called friend’s lappy’; Going through all previous messages sent by her on Facebook. No doubt, his life has been

Forever And Always

Forever And Always short poem

Always and forever Not the beginning… but end with you, Not the nights… but days with you, The feelings given by you, I wish you knew it too… Single moment without you, Is like a life I don’t wanna live,

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Beauty

Beauty prose poem

…So, I asked: what is beauty? He said: it is the impossible becoming real; or It is the kohl of a string on the forefingers of a guitar player; It is the explosion of astonishment on a beautiful lady’s waist;

Sometimes all I need

Sometimes all I need short poem

Sometimes all I need is a pleasing look from your beautiful eyes, Sometimes all I need is a word of care from your beautiful heart, Sometimes all I need is a warm hug from your beautiful soul, … Sometimes all

Third Eye

Third Eye short poem

Mind your third eye! It is the only place, Where you can freely Visualize your dreams; It is a reminder Of your third eye! What you expect to get or you excited for; or longed for; Whether it is in

Night Long Commutes

Night Long Commutes short poem

Her last cigarette clouded the window Of the only fluorescent-lit room In the dusty motel Off exit 168. Yes sir, no sir As she climbed into bed Putting out her cigarette On four-use one-wash sheets. He clung to her Until

Blood Red

Blood Red short poem

Betrayals from long-ago, Resurfaced when I saw you. Though time had past, The wounds still bleed. As if the damage, Was done yesterday! No apologies ever flowed, From your evil lips. Sympathy was never implied, All I could see was

Passion Be Damned

Passion Be Damned prose poem

We have tasted the warmth of passion for the first time since the departure of the Fallen One. Its tender sweetness has almost been forgotten on our tongue. The Traveler has impacted us more than we thought possible. Such intensity

Hurt Revisited

Hurt Revisited short poem

Some hurts are best left alone some questions best left unanswered some answers best left unsaid it pricks like a million needles it bites like a million fangs my body seems inadequate my heart bleeds thick blood my eyes weep

History

History short poem

Focused on burgundy palms as the age blinks, you start distressing on a unipolar pinnacle, biting the nails. The road absorbs the horizon. Perched on a controversial tree the birds break into small events to reach the grass roots. A

School

School short poem

What a fascinating place is this school a place where we learn something cool the place where we learned to write the place where the first day was fright the teachers who selflessly teach us the children might turn out

I Am You

I Am You ballad

I am a product of you all, Everyone tried to shape my life. While I tried to please all I forgot to please myself. One day you wake up, You wonder where, where did my life go. I ran through

Truth

Truth short poem

Heated argument insults flying, blaming denying openly crying, perfectly constructed a natural born lair you are! Knowing just how to twist that knife this tale has become your life with shutters you walk with rehearsals you talk unjustified lies you

Intro To Nursing

Intro To Nursing short poem

Good morning and welcome, this is the day, Your life will change, we’ll show you the way, We’ll work together to help you through, So you can do what you’d like to do. So many areas of nursing to choose,

Whispering Bell

Whispering Bell short poem

the whispering bell In the hot desert wild on the high chaparral the desert blooms a sweet flower the whispering bell the color of cream on a pendulous stalk when stirred by the breeze it seems she can talk she

The Lost Soldier

The Lost Soldier long poem

The lost soldier; He used to be a family’s shoulder Things happened that made him colder And act like a boulder Looking older Than his age Caused by rage And the many phases And stages Of his life The many

Reflection Of Reality!

Reflection Of Reality! prose poem

The world’s a big place, big place with large number of lives resting, amongst them lives the mixture of feelings, for time is money and not an element to live, air is just a source to exist not to breathe

Love, Letters

Love, Letters short poem

Means that it is not worth wasting my time worrying about stuff and nonsense, when I have the basics of happiness and contentment. we create our own earth and heaven. we can edit delete, be public, private or not at

Napoleon’s Nostalgia

Napoleons Nostalgia short poem

Corsica, oh my Corsica, Corsica of a thousand charms. Corsica of whose fragrance I can distinguish from France. I delight in your coat of arms, with an image the replica of an emancipated man. You were my childhood paradise, in

Childhood Time

Childhood Time short poem

Grown older with time, Lost my childhood prime. No worry of future, No dreams of tomorrow, Still, living life at its’ best with forgetful sorrows. Being eldest of three, carried proud feeling. Still, walking in hands with my siblings, Sacrificing

The River

The River ode

As The River flows – my life completes itself.. An enlightened tryst with the almighty, Created by destiny, I was born To flow like a never ending river A tough undefined journey, quintessentially alone The Himalayas promised me the purity

Rain

Rain prose poem

The raindrops were falling tip-top-tip and I was feeling to sleep, one day it rained which took everybody with itself all were dancing happily the peacock was dancing its wings were so delightful. The raindrops were falling tip-top-tip and I

My Past

My Past short poem

I took the road less traveled by , And I sank down instead of rising high . The decision I took in the past was a mistake , But now it’s too late for a retake . That was my

The Ruined Man

The Ruined Man short poem

You say you are at war You say you are battle worn You say you have gone all dark All weary and filled with scorn You say she took your life away You say you are left with nothing at

S.c.w

S.c.w short poem

Touch me and I will feel your warmth See me and I will feel your presence Oppose me and I will feel your strength Lie to me and I will feel your weakness Believe me and I will feel your

I’m practicing to write alternate rhyme

I’m practicing to write alternate rhyme sonnet poems

I’m practicing to write alternate rhyme, Heroic quatrains is the other name; I like the way the simple verses chime, And faintly echo like a song’s refrain. I took the air, rather hale and hearty, I thought I’d have a

What If…

What If... short poem

What if… birds grew trees flew Cats barked and dogs mewed What if… I laughed when I was sad cried when I was glad I sin when I am good and pure when I am bad What if… I break

Sonnet on Love

Sonnet on Love sonnet poems

As I rest and listen to this love song Oh! what a pleasant melody it brings Like a scented rose this season of spring! This love that I kept in heart for so long Since I have known her in

Mr. Mischief

Mr. Mischief short poem

There’s a man called Mr. Mischief, He tickles you till you cry out, Or puts pepper in your handkerchief and makes you have a sneezing bout, He hides your pencil under your pillow, He also hid my book, ‘Wind in

New Moon Rising

New Moon Rising short poem

On the Eastern horizon, a deep gray cloud appears, in the shape of a graceful swan. A slivered harvest gold new moon is playing peek-a-boo High, prevailing air currents keep “Swan Cloud” slowly moving across the star studded sky-line. “New

O You

O You short poem

A monster from a tree jumps and runs around the bushes to mate. A blank statement is issued. The system groans and collective pshyche fails. A stark silence for the food for thoughts. I sit down to meditate- to find

Your Love Keeps Me Company

Your Love Keeps Me Company short poem

It hurts but not that much Its gives pain but I soon get over it Your absence from my life Is a silence which only my heart can hear In the silence of night In the brightness of the day

I’m A Dirty Lamppost So Look Away, Please

Im A Dirty Lamppost So Look Away, Please short poem

You looked at me like a firefly Lighting up the night sky Like my bright was a night light In the pits of your psyche You called me a flashlight Ready to expose the rows of evils in the cosmos

Only Thing You’ll Regret

Only Thing Youll Regret prose poem

One day you’ll only regret The people you never spoke with and met The places you never went And things you never did Then you’ll regret how much the fear controlled your actions What if, the constant question asked What

You Everywhere !

You Everywhere ! prose poem

I can’t stop writing when I think of you You are morning’s cold water splash You are the shower of rain from hanging clouds You are favourite song on my lips You are the dream keeps me awake every night

Nightfall

Nightfall short poem

Nightfall over the temple grounds A full moon expressionless without a sound Grudgingly grants its pale luminance Obviously tired of its nightly performance A starry canopy of quietness and tranquility Punctuated by harmonious chanting of such gentility Silhouettes of monks

Gentle Breeze

Gentle Breeze prose poem

Traversing the hills, caressing the trees, gently swirling the scene. Life’s medium moves, ebbs and flows surrounding all with subtle sensation. Moving all with jocularity. Ripples across an endless water. Lifting wings, sailing seeds. Consistent, generationally reminding life of its

For My Dying Rose

For My Dying Rose short poem

For My Dying Rose To Be , Water Contaminates, So You Won’t Grow Too See The Wonders Of What You Were Going To Be Are No Longer , Must I Hang My Head Low Like That Of Your Demise Or

What A Change

What A Change short poem

Democracy Is no longer What it used to be… Democracy was Government Of the people; By the people; And, for the people! But, Today, Democracy is… Government Of the people; By politicians— For capitalists!