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Traumatized Masses – A Poem
Collective trauma affects people and communities. Delve into the complexities of trauma and its far-reaching effects on the masses.
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Memories & Thoughts From The Dark Night of The Soul
She recalls the enchanting tales of love that flourished amidst the roar of a chainsaw. She fondly reminisces about a love that conquered all challenges with ease, navigating through love and danger with unwavering strength. “Watch the heavens,” she’ll murmur, “for even angels tumble down to us.“ Ancient symbols in her eyes hint at past…
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Fragments of a Shattered Soul – Poetry
In the depths of heartache and longing, exits a soul fragmented by love untold. Each piece a memory etched in pain, weaving an image of dreams that could not unfold.
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Storms Are Creators Of Change
In the grand symphony of life, storms emerge as tumultuous creators, releasing pent-up tension and primal energy upon the Earth’s canvas. They roar with a ferocity unmatched, an unyielding force of nature that commands attention and respect. And in their wake, they leave us with a profound reminder of our own insignificance in the vast…
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Poem: Confining God To Our Design
How often we strive to bindThe Sovereign’s sovereign, wise designAs if our finite minds could findThe cause, the reason, the Mind Divine Our thoughts, like specks in rays so bright,Appear fleetingly, then take flight,And dare not assume or dictateWhat God has woven in timeless state The Potter’s work, a sight to behold,In awe we stand,…
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His Essence Divine: My Faith, My Love
This poem exhibits my enduring reliance on God during adversity, believing that my consciousness is linked to divine power as per Scripture.
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Oh, How Often We Try To Confine God
The actions of God to our own design As if we know His intentions divine And possess knowledge of the divine. Our morality is flawed and limited And should never be used to assert Authority over the One who created The universe and all that we revere. God’s ways are not our ways, it’s true…
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Poetry: How Often We Try To Confine God’s Spirit
Let us not be blinded by our own pride Or think we know what’s best for all For God’s ways are perfect and divine And His love will never let us fall.
