Our Garden of Forever Poem by Hannah Morales Amid the blooms your hand finds mine,A bond eternal, pure and divine.Through gentle days and trials deepOur vows are roots that never sleep. Like butterflies in morning air,Our love takes flight beyond despair,No fleeting…
The Language by Robert Creeley Locate Ilove you some-where in teeth and eyes, bite it but take care not to hurt, you want so much so little. Words say everything. Ilove youagain, then what is emptiness for. To fill, fill.I heard words and words full of holes aching….
Im Not Really 60 by Ms M J Hill That’s not my age; it’s just not true. My heart is young; the time just flew. I’m staring at this strange old face, And someone else is in my place! My body’s not in disrepair. I’ve not much grey in my brown hair. I sometimes feel a…
The Ballad Of Rum by Peter R Wolveridge A dog wandered into our garden one day,A friendly old mutt, didn’t look like a stray.We never discovered whence he had come,But we brushed him and fed him and the kids called him Rum. Now as family members, even dogs must work…
Ode Written On The First Of January by Robert Southey Come melancholy Moralizer—come!Gather with me the dark and wintry wreath; With me engarland now The SEPULCHRE OF TIME! Come Moralizer to the funeral song!I pour the dirge of the Departed Days, For well the funeral…
The Road Not Taken Poem by Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair,And having…
In “Why Do I Love You Sir,” Emily Dickinson explores love’s irrational nature. She compares love to natural phenomena like the wind and lightning, emphasizing that true affection does not require explanation. The poem suggests that love exists beyond reason, embraced through its innate, unspoken power and beauty.
Maya Angelou’s “Remembrance Poem” captures the profound longing and intimate connection between lovers. The poem evokes the warmth of shared moments, emphasizing physical touch and emotional resonance. Through vivid imagery, it conveys the speaker’s yearning for the lingering essence of love, highlighting the transformative power of intimacy and memory.
Maya Angelou’s “On The Pulse Of Morning” calls for unity and awakening amidst historical struggles. Nature—symbolized by the rock, river, and tree—invites humanity to confront the past, embrace peace, and strive for new beginnings. It emphasizes courage, hope, and the interconnectedness of all people as they seek a brighter future together.
“When there is no peace in Heaven there is no peace in the universe, when there is no peace in the universe there is no peace in the cosmos, when there is no peace in the cosmos there is no peace in the sky, and when there is no peace in the sky there is no peace on Earth.
When there is no peace in your soul there is no peace in your heart, when there is no peace in your heart there is no peace in your mind, when there is no peace in your mind there is no peace in your life, and when there is no peace in your life there is no peace in your world.
When there is peace in Heaven there is peace in the universe, when there is peace in the universe there is peace in the cosmos, when there is peace in the cosmos there is peace in the sky, and when there is peace in the sky there is peace on Earth.
When there is peace in your soul there is peace in your heart, when there is peace in your heart there is peace in your mind, when there is peace in your mind there is peace in your life, and when there is peace in your life there is peace in your world.” ― Matshona Dhliwayo
How To Acquire Peace Poem by Kumarmani Mahakul On changeable Earth human beings are wise,They want to perpetuate the progress in rise.Some vie in earning wealth to live happily,Attractive edifices they build to reside properly.To lead a prosperous life some are on…
A Prayer for Victory over Temptation
Haste to me, Lord, when this fool-heart of mine
Begins to gnaw itself with selfish craving;
Or, like a foul thing scarcely worth the saving,
Swoln up with wrath, desireth vengeance fine.
Haste, Lord, to help, when reason favours wrong;
Haste when thy soul, the high-born thing divine,
Is torn by passion’s raving, maniac throng.
A Wish for Peace I wish for you,I wish for me,I wish for all the world to live in harmony. When I look into the sky at night and see the stars above,I wish for peace, I wish for love. I wish for you…I wish for youI wish for me…I wish for me I wish for all the world to…
How To Acquire Peace Poem by Kumarmani Mahakul On changeable Earth human beings are wise,They want to perpetuate the progress in rise.Some vie in earning wealth to live happily,Attractive edifices they build to reside properly.To lead a prosperous life some are on…
A Prayer for Victory over Temptation
Haste to me, Lord, when this fool-heart of mine
Begins to gnaw itself with selfish craving;
Or, like a foul thing scarcely worth the saving,
Swoln up with wrath, desireth vengeance fine.
Haste, Lord, to help, when reason favours wrong;
Haste when thy soul, the high-born thing divine,
Is torn by passion’s raving, maniac throng.
Then the priestess said, Speak to us of Prayer. And he answered, saying: You pray in your distress and in your need; would that you might pray also in the fullness of your joy and in your days of abundance.
For what is prayer but the expansion of yourself into the living ether? And if it is for your comfort to pour your darkness into space, it is also for your delight to pour forth the dawning of your heart. And if you cannot but weep when your soul summons you to prayer, she should spur you again and yet again, though weeping, until you shall come laughing. When you pray you rise to meet in the air those who are praying at that very hour, and whom save in prayer you may not meet. Therefore let your visit to that temple invisible be for naught but ecstasy and sweet communion. For if you should enter the temple for no other purpose than asking you shall not receive: And if you should enter into it to humble yourself you shall not be lifted: Or even if you should enter into it to beg for the good of others you shall not be heard. It is enough that you enter the temple invisible.
I cannot teach you how to pray in words. God listens not to your words save when He Himself utters them through your lips. And I cannot teach you the prayer of the seas and the forests and the mountains. But you who are born of the mountains and the forests and the seas can find their prayer in your heart, And if you but listen in the stillness of the night your shall hear them saying in silence, “Our God, who are our winged self, it is thy will in us that willeth. It is thy desire in us that desireth. It is thy urge in us that would turn our nights, which are thine, into days which are thine also. We cannot ask thee for aught, for thou knowest our needs before they are born in us: Thou art our need; and in giving us more of thyself thou givest us all.”
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