Love Poems About Hostilities or Hostilities Love Poems
by Emile Pinet |
Categories: beautiful, daffodils, feelings, imagery, imagination, nature, spring,

Full of Possibilities

Spring arrives with daffodils, showers, and unbridled joy. And paints smiles on the faces of every young girl and boy. Fields of colorful flowers mimic a tropical reef. And wide-eyed little toddlers stare in total disbelief. Nature provides a respite from winter's hostilities. For Spring's a magical time, full of possibilities. Gleaming in beams of sunlight, dewdrops sparkle like jewels. And spring fever's contagious for dreamers and April fools. Love is carried on the wind, in tranquility's embrace. And somehow, time seems to pause as hope and warmth interlace.

by Julie Grenness |
Categories: allusion, angel, beautiful, bible, blessing, christian, faith,

The Prophet


When Elijah comes again,
We'll all turn the page of sin,
He is not the Lord,
But a voice of awe,
Heaven above, Earth below,
Fire within, ever to glow,
Divine life and love on Planet Earth,
Flames of gifts, new life to birth,
One vision and one dream,
Amity and no more bigotry,
One global fellow humanity,
Ceasing hostilities, such sin,
When Elijah comes again.

by Paghunda Zahid |
Categories: truth, universe,

How Can We

We live in this world as if we own this place
We behave as if we are the masters of our fate
We talk, we walk , we act like kings
But every day, every single moment 
We are make aware of our bit
We have no power
We don’t even matter
We were sent without our consent 
Our lives will be taken without any warrant 
At one moment we are like gods
At another we are dust
Our mind, heart, pride, arrogance, attitude, love, loath, passion
Everything becomes dreck
Yet we fight, argue, hurt and squish others 
Yet there are wars, hostilities and masacare
Why do we forget?
How can we??

by Randy Freie |
Categories: death, fate, humanity,

Tumbling Walls

A dying humanity,
Broken minds and souls.
Steeped with profanity,
And ill-gotten goals.

Some stuck on stupid,
From tales of the past.
No modern day Cupid,
Can make your love last.

Blood, slings, and arrows,
Are cast to and fro.
Our sympathy narrows,
While hostilities grow.

A barrage sown with hate,
No one can defend.
We soon tempt our fate,
With an uncertain end.

Lest hope springs eternal,
We're destined to fall.
Just another sad journal,
And the death of us all.