Poems About Love
The Bridge From Despair
All lives are exposed to pain and sorrow;
and endless trials, so difficult to bear;
tho we always hope for a better tomorrow;
we often sink into the pit of despair.
Despair is the valley of the shadow of death;
a treacherous reality lacking love or
The Greatest Love
Many a challenge, occurs in each life;
for which there’s no form of protection;
and, of all the various forms of strife;
I think I dread most, a rejection.
Words of love tendered to another;
whether by thoughts or deeds;
rejected; causing pressure to smother;
that
The Prescription
When sick, we see a doctor or nurse;
due to illness or other affliction;
in order that things won’t get worse;
we’re given a doctor’s prescription.
A prescription is an order you can obey;
to improve your physical condition;
instead, you may think, “I’ll
How Do We Love ?
How does one think the embrace of love;
how does it enter the realm of the mind;
does it come from thoughts, above;
is it only by emotions, defined?
What form of beauty enters each eye;
and messages deep within the brain;
what form of energy,
Be Yourself
Why is it so many, want to switch places;
do they covet another’s occupation?
Or, perhaps they think if they trade faces;
it might improve their life station.
Would all of us like to change who we are;
are so many people dissatisfied?
Thinking ill of one’
Bullet
I gazed at a photo of empty faces;
taken a great many years ago;
all, standing, dutifully, in their places;
Spring had erased all fallen snow.
A family photo, for a church album, to be;
scheduled, well in advance;
all felt great sorrow; none could foresee;
everyone held in
Futility
Why is it that I was born to live;
if I’ve also been born to die?
Just what is it, my life can give;
there must be a reason why.
Why must I suffer growing pains;
or even any pain at all;
who benefits; where are the gains;
Seeds Of Faith
As beings comprised of consciousness;
where all manner of energies dwell;
created to become beings of righteousness;
competing with the energies of hell.
Faith is much more than information, taught;
it’s the seed of all truth; planted within;
an inner knowledge; by the Master wrought;
where
