Pages tagged with Glorious

Self Help is the inner strength of the body and mind of oneself to face the challenges encountered in life. Self Help makes the man self confident to overcome the difficulties faced in life without the help of others. A man can not...
This is a poem that describes a Sunday Morning at sunrise and beyond.
This is a fun piece for all writers who aspire to use words in so many ways. Be they placed on paper or on the net they can influence readers in a multitude of try to be a good influence and bring joy and fun and learning.....
Have you ever looked at a tapestry in the making ..but only seen the side where the knots and the joins appear .?..It isn't a pretty sight ...until.......
Whatever the weather says to the contrary , summer really is on its way as we can see in the changing colours and flora around us .....
Mankind toils and labours to find something of value in the mines of this world , but God sees the true value of man in our hearts.
This is an invitation to walk down memory lane where only the best memories are recorded ....Won't you join me ?
This is my poor attempt to portray the beautiful sight of the millions of starlings we see on a winters evening in England .
On travelling home one evening I noticed the beautiful rays of sunlight surrounding a grey cloud - and these words started to flow in my mind.
The Monarch Butterfly is the largest and possibly the most beautiful of all the butterflies. This is my attempt to share that here ..
Short poem about owain glyndwr a welsh prince who fought against king henry and the english when wales was ruled by england.
This is a Poem been dedicated to Pregnant women in Labor. It simply brings out the tough experience they go through, the pains they suffer from and their reaction during this situation. Some even go as far as cursing and hating (their Men, especially)..... But everything is for a whil...
“It is with our passions as it is with fire and water; they are good servants, but bad masters.” - Roger L’Estrange
O' Lord have mercy on me in my anguish. My eyes are red from weeping; my health is broken from sorrow. But I will trust in you with all my heart.
The element of acquiring good grip of himself and a real sense of self-control came into play for the first time in our son-father-coach relationship. And I was glad that moment came this evening; I was grateful too to be able to be there with - and for - him.
As the title implies, this one is for loverme, a fellow Wikinut poet who has come to be a dear friend to many of us. Loverme wrote one for me, so I thought it only fair that I do her/him the same kindness :)
It was a glorious beginning of a blessed end. It started as an emotional revolution. But it subsided with human weakness. Selfishness forced Love to undergo passions.
One day in life. You meet someone, fall for him and discover that he is married with kids and cannot belong to you.
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