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Category: Laugh
Revival by The Given Heart
In shreds of lacking;Me sheds tears without cracking,A sound of disbelief,As me self burns in anger.I find myself some reliefAs I glide into what make me feel a little stronger,Thinking of and materializing my funny bone,Wondering how it can help me cheer up,From my heart breaking experience that felt like a throne.Only to my reality;…
Is Marriage The Cornerstone Of A Stable Society? By The Given Heart
Marriage is a sacred institution that has been discussed and guided in the Bible. The biblical references provide insight into the purpose, principles, and values associated with marriage. These teachings serve as a foundation for a biblical understanding of marriage, and offer concrete biblical references that present modern-day scenarios and examples that shed light on…
Meet Peace by The Given Heart
Vividly colored seeds, life’s vibrant art,Vulnerably pleading each passing day,Begging for the light of your tender smile,Bargaining with destiny, yearning to sway.Serenity with irony, patiently waits,Serenading whispers of tranquility’s play. Take a moment’s respite, embrace the still,Tap into yourself, self-examine the core,Ensure no crimes against life or goodwill,Intimidate fears, banish them evermore. From the depths…
Euphonic Escape by The Given Heart
Heart’s symphony sings,Whispers guide, gracefully so,Perils vanish, free.
Revitalization. By The Given Heart
Inhale, breeze on skin, A sign of life that’s stirring; I’m alive, I grin. Inspired by CHILL Motivated!
“Resilience Amidst Pressure” – A Haiku on Thriving Under Stress. By The Given Heart.
Like a trampoline, stress bounces us back to life Hastily, we work to complete our task, Creating a professional drive, avoiding strife. Motivated by Grace.
The Art of Illusory Betrayal, By The Given Heart.
How people make us believe when they telling lies that are even hard for them to say.
Cats Can Fly Too: The Tale of Pat the Cat, a funny poem by The Given Heart
There was a cat named Pat,Whose meows sounded like a bat,She loved to chase mice,And was always very nice. Her fur was as soft as silk,And as white as a glass of milk,Her eyes were the color of green,The prettiest you’ve ever seen. When Pat walked down the street,She moved as graceful as a fleet,She…
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