Poetryofthesoul truyện

Poem-prayers against pride, wandering, anxiety...

Scattered fragments of poetry of the soul, from haikus to rhyme. (#438 in poetry)

In these poems, I meditate on the mysterious and Divine purpose to the existence of beautiful things. Created beauty...the painting...is but an echo and reflection of the Creator and Divine Artist "One thing I have desired of the Lord , That will I seek: That I may...behold the beauty of the Lord." ~Psalms 27:4 "Let Your work appear to Your servants, And Your glory to their children. And let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us..." ~Psalms 90:16‭-‬17

Poems about waiting on the Lord to fulfill His promise and your purpose "Trust in the Lord , and do good; Dwell in the land, and feed on His faithfulness. Delight yourself also in the Lord , And He shall give you the desires of your heart. Commit your way to the Lord , Trust also in Him, And He shall bring it to pass. He shall bring forth your righteousness as the light, And your justice as the noonday. Rest in the Lord , and wait patiently for Him..." ~Psalms 37:3-‬7 "...Then you will know that I am the Lord , For they shall not be ashamed who wait for Me." ~Isaiah 49:23

Radiate Through the Dark This piece is a soulful confession and a beacon for those wandering through the labyrinth of their own shadows. It is born from years of silent battles and deep wounds - scars etched in the soul from a childhood steeped in pain and solitude. Yet, amidst the darkness, there is a relentless pulse of light that refuses to be extinguished. This song channels that inner fire, that quiet rebellion of the spirit against despair and toxicity. It speaks to the sacred journey of awakening, where suffering becomes the crucible of transformation, and every broken piece of us shines with newfound wisdom. It is an invitation to hold onto hope, to embrace the raw truth of our existence, and to radiate with courage and authenticity - lighting a path not only for ourselves but for all those lost in the dark.

"Echoes in Reticence" delves into the inner dilemma of holding back emotions and unspoken words. It vividly captures the profound ache of wanting to express feelings but fretting they might burden others. As thoughts and words remain trapped in the deep recesses of the mind, they become echoes-yearning to be freed but confined in silence. A soulful exploration of the burden of unexpressed truths.

A poem about turning pain into power and rising stronger than ever.

Some nights leave us shattered, others teach us how to rise. The Night I Became Whole is a journey through the quiet moments of self-discovery and healing. Each poem in this collection captures the gentle strength that comes from embracing your scars, finding peace in silence, and learning to love yourself fully.

She told me how the skies called to her, how the birds wanted to teach her to glide She told me how, when the waves crashed and the tide pooled around her legs, she could feel them tugging too She told me how, when the sun set, and the night settled in All she desired was to disappear under a black blanket of darkness She told me how she could hear wolves howl in the moonlight, crying for her to 'come home' She told me how the burning stars taught her how to shine in pitch black and How, sometimes, her own shadow seemed to move towards another world, too Suddenly, one day, she disappeared with the waves And when the tide washed her footprint too I thought to myself that possibly she was right all along, and maybe just maybe, she wasn't meant to be here with humans at all I felt the sun shine a little brighter, and the stars smile in the night And as the birds flew to their nest, I heard a howl in the moonlight Maybe she is finally 'home' But then, soon after, what I noticed shocked me to my very core I felt the sky whisper to me And when the birds flew to their nests, I felt like following them too How the ocean sings to me a lullaby, and I stand at the shore, calm, and when the sun painted the sky orange, I felt the need to fade away too Finally, I knew I was just like her when my own shadow didn't follow me 'home'

Situationship heartbroken poem.

Between the Lines is a collection of poems where I dive into the moments that aren't always spoken, the feelings that are tucked away just out of reach. It's about the things I've felt but couldn't say, the silent spaces that hold more meaning than the words themselves. These poems are my heart laid bare, capturing the truths I've found in the quiet places between the lines.

"Maybe eventually was here all along." A raw, reflective journey through heartbreak, self-awareness, and healing. Inspired by the lyrics of Calvin Harris' "Sweet Nothing" and Tame Impala's "Eventually" and "Breathe Deeper," this poem unravels the pain of giving yourself away without ever truly offering anything to yourself in return. This is a reflection on survival. The quiet moments that felt like strength. The ways we try to fill our cracks with love we never thought we deserved. It's about learning how to breathe again. About rebuilding from the inside out. And maybe, just maybe, realizing we were always becoming who we were meant to be.

Because even the wildest hearts fall to their knees when the light fades. Set against the silence of open skies and the ache of everything left unsaid, Even Cowboys Cry at Dusk is a collection of poems about the kind of love that lingers, long after the dust settles. These pieces speak of men who run from what they feel, women who burn too bright to stay, and the ghosts that follow when pride lasts longer than tenderness. It's the quiet heartbreak of wide horizons and empty beds, of longing that hums like a train in the distance. Told in the language of wind, whiskey, and unspoken truth, this book captures the raw, cinematic ache of being human, the way we love, lose, and carry what never really lets go. For the ones who loved too hard. Left too late. And still feel it when the sun goes down.

collection of peoms a girl writing peoms to her father, he will never receive !Trigger Warning ! ! Selfharm ! Suicide

In this poignant poem, Tlhogi InkWords delves into the tumultuous emotions of separation and the journey to self-healing. Through vivid imagery and introspective reflections, the poet captures the pain of a broken bond and the resilience found in letting go. As night brings silence, thoughts rebel, and inner wars rage, the heart ultimately finds solace and closure, transforming anguish into a journey of peace.

Poems about God's redemption in my Struggle with Porn

"Between the Lines" is a collection of poems that dances between the quiet spaces of the heart, where words often fall short and emotions linger in the shadows. Each verse is a breath, a pause, a reflection of the moments that shape us but go unsaid. From the depths of heartache to the sparks of self-discovery, these poems capture the delicate power of unspoken truths. They are fragments of thought, woven together in vulnerability and strength, inviting you to explore the spaces where meaning resides, not in what is spoken, but in what is felt.

𝑎 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑢𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠- 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟, 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑟, 𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑦. 𝑗𝑜𝑦 -𝑜𝑟 𝑝𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 𝑖𝑡𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓? poetry

Poems about what I lost...and what He restored and redeemed "For the Lord's anger is but for a moment. His favor is for life; Weeping may endure for a night, But joy comes in the morning." ~Psalms 30:5 "Be glad then, you children of Zion, And rejoice in the Lord your God; For He has given you the former rain faithfully, And He will cause the rain to come down for you- The former rain, And the latter rain in the first month. The threshing floors shall be full of wheat, And the vats shall overflow with new wine and oil. "So I will restore to you the years that the swarming locust has eaten, The crawling locust, The consuming locust, And the chewing locust, My great army which I sent among you. You shall eat in plenty and be satisfied, And praise the name of the Lord your God, Who has dealt wondrously with you; And My people shall never be put to shame." ~Joel 2:23‭-‬26

A raw poetic journey through self-blame, betrayal, and isolation. This piece dives deep into the soul's silent suffering and the longing for release from emotional captivity.