Forgiveness Poems
Eventually, He Evens the Events…
by Ololade Raji
Even as we still feel like a feeble pawn in a chess of gluttony, yet, You made us resist the temptation of greed deeply rooted in an aroma of enticing betrayal
Events of recent months affirmed that the scorching of these black skins is an incandescent reflection of the deep dark shades of some souls
Even as Ayi Kwei Armah’s ‘Beautyful Ones Are Not Yet Born’ continues to bolster our disgust with injustice and will ultimately sharpen the ingrained desire for justness
Events of these last hours also affirmed that the cleansing of the malodourous souls are never awashed by an ocean of tears
Eventually, I pray the seeds of forgiveness sprout as Your torrent comes, as I am tired of writing the book of good in this library of evil. He will lead His people as I am indeed lost!
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Because of Jesus
by Pilgrim Roy
Because of Jesus I go free.
because He suffered there for me.
Because He stayed and did not run .
Because He said 'God's will be done.'
My transgressions on Him were laid
and lash by lash my debts He paid.
Blow by blow for each iniquity
as they nailed Him there upon the tree.
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It’s Water Under The Bridge
by Kevin Schroeder
Beneath the arches, time lets go,
A whispering current’s steady flow.
Bruised reflections drift and gleam,
Carrying burdens into the stream.
What once was heavy now feels light,
The bridge stands still through day and night.
For water passes, and so do we,
Letting the past dissolve, set free.
"i'd love to be dead"
by anne anonymous
no blood dried wasn't drawn
no lover forgotten hasn't gone
no thing unsaid has left my head
from "i love you" to "i'd love to be dead"
Forgive me
by Sonja D.
I don't know you, woman,
I see your wit and charm
a soul so brave and good
fighting for just and right.
Can't help but wonder, lady,
what story behind that image
careless whisper boldly say
you are none of my concern.
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letter from a quieter version of me
by Rikske Kessner
letter from a quieter version of me
for my love
love— some days i still hear it.
the beeping, the boots in the hallway,
the way someone said
we almost lost him
without saying my name.
they tell me it was twenty-nine pints.
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Oh Lord,have mercy on my grave
by Mario Odekerken
Oh Lord,
have mercy on my grave.
The soil is cold,
but colder still was the silence I left behind.
No one heard the final breath,
no light stayed for the closing of my eyes.
I vanished like smoke in a room
already forgotten,
like a name never spoken loud enough to echo.
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Mercy, Is the Cry of My Heart
by Christen Kuikoua
I am evil.
I am evil.
And still, in my evil, don’t leave me, Lord.
If You walk away, I will fall.
My flesh will devour me.
I’ve tried to please You
with everything in me,
but I can’t.
I can’t.
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404 : unanswered
by Annisa Dwi Afika
What do you do with an apology?
fold it and keep it in your pocket,
polish it and put it in a treasure chest,
taped it to your journal,
or burn it cause it doesn't have value anymore?
the damage has been done
catastrophic, a word that could describe it
the damage has been resolved
repaired in the silence of days
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Brave
by Mario Odekerken
Brave are those
who are willing to forgive.
Not because they forget,
but because they remember
and still choose peace.
They carry the weight,
not as a burden,
but as a bridge.
They let go,
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Pilgrim Roy (2 poems about Forgiveness)
I am a pilgrim travelling the heavenly way walking through life with Jesus. He is my constant companion and friend -
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