RoseAnn V. Shawiak Pride Poems

Hearts stopping when foolish pride steps into the equation of
love, making our thoughts chase one another, thinking along
lines of anger that shouldn't be within hearts of love.
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Being subjected to the beauty of nature in our every
day lives, serving our Lord through the way we treat
one another.
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Traces of love scattered across the floor of my heart,
put there by an uncaring person who thought their
love was more important than mine.
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Trying to be open and honest in all I have left to do is
easy, filling me with peace and lifting a heavy burden
from my shoulders.
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Quietly waiting, the evening drags quickly on, no one is
around - no one to talk or spend time with.

Looking about, watching the clouds go racing by on wind
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Jewish pride dissolved
before an Arab Muslim,
needing a hug, just
because he was a human
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Twirling around corners, missing parts of ancient doom,
fulfilling promises made in foolish days of pride.
Picking, choosing people who fold inside themselves,
never touching another's soul in prayer.
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Taking pride in who i am at times is nice.
Making me feel that somehow I am alright
inside.
Times are few and far between, so I'll
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Swallowing pride and stomping on egos of pride, circles
and pivots in arms of our minds, as we try to become
humble in our lives.
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