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runaway-mindtrain
Dangerous Mind
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Poetry Contest

Esoteric understanding...how does the hidden part of the world and the hidden part of yourself... bridge together?

One poem per writer...beyond that you have full liberty in the form it takes...

poet Anonymous

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takis1917
Fire of Insight
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Reading Incomplete

He was
an one page
open book
in a Cosmos encyclopedia
of infinite
open volumes...
Written by takis1917
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poet Anonymous

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buddydog
Thought Provoker
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Salt In The Wind

Today I realize          
Angels are here with me            
This city just won't let me be        
The wicked are always at my door            
They keep crying out for more        
           
Voices echoing in my head            
Saying leave here before you're dead            
Don't look back my friend            
Her memory blows like the salt in the wind  
 
Here on this mountain            
There's no peace within me            
I pray for you to set me free            
Everything I can't remember            
They took from me in disgrace            
In their attempt to save the human race            
           
Voices echoing in my head            
Saying leave here before you're dead            
Don't look back my friend            
Her memory blows like the salt in the wind            
Like salt in the wind            
           
(Instrumental)            
           
I'm trapped in the beginning of the end      
I can't see my blessings, Just my sins      
They say don't look back my friend        
Everything I can't remember            
They took from me in disgrace      
In their attempt to save the human race      
       
Voices echoing in my head            
Saying leave here before you're dead            
Don't look back my friend            
Her memory blows like the salt in the wind            
Like salt in the wind        
  
Written by buddydog
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inechoingsilence
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Divinely Mortal

Music carries sparks of holiness
from loftiest heavenly heights
We are entrusted, emotional souls
in joining that which is holy and profane  
Creating immortality in sacred harmony
 
How could mere man have stolen
the most sacred song of the dawn?
Angels sing the chorus reverently
that masses now carelessly devour
 
Mortal voices arouse Divine Mercy
No other creation above or below
has such power over their Creator
Riotous angels rage in defiant envy

Shameless theft of holiest melodies  
causes a rebellion the likes unseen
All the Celestial court calls for revenge
The Creator turns to them a deaf ear
 
Mortals have the potential for power
Greater than all of the heavenly host
a few have ascended alive to Heaven
The Creator has descended at prophet’s request
 
How can such temporary beings like people
dare to make such demands of the Creator?
Only mortal physicality is fleeting because
souls travel from Above to Below repeatedly
 
Humans are both mortal and divine
Made in the image of the Creator of All
Unlike angels, we have free will, choice
they have no existence past their singular tasks
People unite today and forever by living
Written by inechoingsilence
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poet Anonymous

Josh
Joshua Bond
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RIGHT NOW

What am I left with?
A semaphore signal I don’t understand
some counter-force operating underhand
and a rocky faith
which keeps trying to tell me
“all is well”.
How can people be so damn sure?
I draw an open blank
and say “maybe … maybe not”
then cling to my cup of coffee
take a deep breath
and think “right now, this is what I’ve got”.


poet Anonymous

Carpe_Noctem
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 3rd Mar 2013
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Twin Flames Sometimes Burn Apart

Chased through the very fabric of time
seen the sun rise in the east again in the west
witnessed tiamet plummet down
as the atlantians scratched their heads
scribe to the most high
fought wars for you died many more
that sacrificial goat on loves altar

Our story always the same
one runs
the other gives chase
on the prowl hungry like the wolves
remember little owl
write this day in the akashic records
when the sun kissed the moon
it was not the dish that ran off with her
but the night
for a chapter at least

poet Anonymous

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drone
Tyrant of Words
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Ones mind
only becomes
fragmented
when one try's
not to think
to deep

drone
Tyrant of Words
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Is it not
a lonely place
where your body
sleeps
while your brain
decides
your fate
on the decisions
that your mind
creates
for your actions
to anticipate
the crying deep within
your inner ear
commonsense reason
sobbing
in loneliness
and fear

drone
Tyrant of Words
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Is it not so
for your brain to live
it must help your body
and for your mind
to live
in the end
it must leave
your brain
to decay
alone

runaway-mindtrain
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