Poems About Heaven Published by Members Recently Online
#heaven
Where The Chowder Spilled
Life's little chowder only comes once
when the petals are wilting, initiated
by the omens, then fades to Glory,
taking with it the laughs into thin air
without even saying a whisper of breath,
letting go of the reins, then fading to Glory,
where the chowder spilled.
when the petals are wilting, initiated
by the omens, then fades to Glory,
taking with it the laughs into thin air
without even saying a whisper of breath,
letting go of the reins, then fading to Glory,
where the chowder spilled.
#spiritual
#heaven
#philosophical
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Where The Chowder Spilled
Life's little chowder only comes once
when the petals are wilting, initiated
by the omens, then fades to Glory,
taking with it the laughs into thin air
without even saying a whisper of breath,
letting go of the reins, then fading to Glory,
where the chowder spilled.
when the petals are wilting, initiated
by the omens, then fades to Glory,
taking with it the laughs into thin air
without even saying a whisper of breath,
letting go of the reins, then fading to Glory,
where the chowder spilled.
#spiritual
#heaven
#philosophical
159 reads
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Where The Chowder Spilled
Life's little chowder only comes once
when the petals are wilting, initiated
by the omens, then fades to Glory,
taking with it the laughs into thin air
without even saying a whisper of breath,
letting go of the reins, then fading to Glory,
where the chowder spilled.
when the petals are wilting, initiated
by the omens, then fades to Glory,
taking with it the laughs into thin air
without even saying a whisper of breath,
letting go of the reins, then fading to Glory,
where the chowder spilled.
#spiritual
#heaven
#philosophical
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Beheaded Poem
I beheaded a poem
For you... my rhyme
I cleaned its insides
I took off its eyes
For not having to bear
The humidity of the tears
I blew the letters up...
I threw the letters down
I washed the poem clean
I've let the scales dry
So I could do a helmet
To avoid beheading...
For you... my rhyme
I cleaned its insides
I took off its eyes
For not having to bear
The humidity of the tears
I blew the letters up...
I threw the letters down
I washed the poem clean
I've let the scales dry
So I could do a helmet
To avoid beheading...
#forgiveness
#healing
#heartbroken
#heaven
#hurt
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Beheaded Poem
I beheaded a poem
For you... my rhyme
I cleaned its insides
I took off its eyes
For not having to bear
The humidity of the tears
I blew the letters up...
I threw the letters down
I washed the poem clean
I've let the scales dry
So I could do a helmet
To avoid beheading...
For you... my rhyme
I cleaned its insides
I took off its eyes
For not having to bear
The humidity of the tears
I blew the letters up...
I threw the letters down
I washed the poem clean
I've let the scales dry
So I could do a helmet
To avoid beheading...
#forgiveness
#healing
#heartbroken
#heaven
#hurt
53 reads
6 Comments
Beheaded Poem
I beheaded a poem
For you... my rhyme
I cleaned its insides
I took off its eyes
For not having to bear
The humidity of the tears
I blew the letters up...
I threw the letters down
I washed the poem clean
I've let the scales dry
So I could do a helmet
To avoid beheading...
For you... my rhyme
I cleaned its insides
I took off its eyes
For not having to bear
The humidity of the tears
I blew the letters up...
I threw the letters down
I washed the poem clean
I've let the scales dry
So I could do a helmet
To avoid beheading...
#forgiveness
#healing
#heartbroken
#heaven
#hurt
53 reads
6 Comments
Beheaded Poem
I beheaded a poem
For you... my rhyme
I cleaned its insides
I took off its eyes
For not having to bear
The humidity of the tears
I blew the letters up...
I threw the letters down
I washed the poem clean
I've let the scales dry
So I could do a helmet
To avoid beheading...
For you... my rhyme
I cleaned its insides
I took off its eyes
For not having to bear
The humidity of the tears
I blew the letters up...
I threw the letters down
I washed the poem clean
I've let the scales dry
So I could do a helmet
To avoid beheading...
#forgiveness
#healing
#heartbroken
#heaven
#hurt
53 reads
6 Comments
Beheaded Poem
I beheaded a poem
For you... my rhyme
I cleaned its insides
I took off its eyes
For not having to bear
The humidity of the tears
I blew the letters up...
I threw the letters down
I washed the poem clean
I've let the scales dry
So I could do a helmet
To avoid beheading...
For you... my rhyme
I cleaned its insides
I took off its eyes
For not having to bear
The humidity of the tears
I blew the letters up...
I threw the letters down
I washed the poem clean
I've let the scales dry
So I could do a helmet
To avoid beheading...
#forgiveness
#healing
#heartbroken
#heaven
#hurt
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Maw
for the darkness inside you conceal
you can't see the grey matter in your mind
grey means a dead brain
pink means you still have a choice
call your public defender call ghost busters
I will not ask you to suffer above what you insulted me with
blaming me and mine and making them suffer
you are highly intelligent hold onto your pride no matter what you think you see
hold onto your anger and pain it may someday serve you well
let me introduce myself I won't call you son though I remember you in my dreams
I haven't forgotten your plight and I am...
you can't see the grey matter in your mind
grey means a dead brain
pink means you still have a choice
call your public defender call ghost busters
I will not ask you to suffer above what you insulted me with
blaming me and mine and making them suffer
you are highly intelligent hold onto your pride no matter what you think you see
hold onto your anger and pain it may someday serve you well
let me introduce myself I won't call you son though I remember you in my dreams
I haven't forgotten your plight and I am...
#dark
#heaven
#hell
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Maw
for the darkness inside you conceal
you can't see the grey matter in your mind
grey means a dead brain
pink means you still have a choice
call your public defender call ghost busters
I will not ask you to suffer above what you insulted me with
blaming me and mine and making them suffer
you are highly intelligent hold onto your pride no matter what you think you see
hold onto your anger and pain it may someday serve you well
let me introduce myself I won't call you son though I remember you in my dreams
I haven't forgotten your plight and I am...
you can't see the grey matter in your mind
grey means a dead brain
pink means you still have a choice
call your public defender call ghost busters
I will not ask you to suffer above what you insulted me with
blaming me and mine and making them suffer
you are highly intelligent hold onto your pride no matter what you think you see
hold onto your anger and pain it may someday serve you well
let me introduce myself I won't call you son though I remember you in my dreams
I haven't forgotten your plight and I am...
#dark
#heaven
#hell
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Maw
for the darkness inside you conceal
you can't see the grey matter in your mind
grey means a dead brain
pink means you still have a choice
call your public defender call ghost busters
I will not ask you to suffer above what you insulted me with
blaming me and mine and making them suffer
you are highly intelligent hold onto your pride no matter what you think you see
hold onto your anger and pain it may someday serve you well
let me introduce myself I won't call you son though I remember you in my dreams
I haven't forgotten your plight and I am...
you can't see the grey matter in your mind
grey means a dead brain
pink means you still have a choice
call your public defender call ghost busters
I will not ask you to suffer above what you insulted me with
blaming me and mine and making them suffer
you are highly intelligent hold onto your pride no matter what you think you see
hold onto your anger and pain it may someday serve you well
let me introduce myself I won't call you son though I remember you in my dreams
I haven't forgotten your plight and I am...
#dark
#heaven
#hell
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the singing bowl [gong]
take me to nirvana
down an alley
in mullumbimbi
where silent ombre hippies
shuck faux chakras
in temples of fire and steam
sadist priests conjure
blissful depths of inferno
in a vortex of eucalypt ghost flame
the rite of sweat and chloral rapture
[gong]
euphoria gurgles and puffs
amongst the golden...
down an alley
in mullumbimbi
where silent ombre hippies
shuck faux chakras
in temples of fire and steam
sadist priests conjure
blissful depths of inferno
in a vortex of eucalypt ghost flame
the rite of sweat and chloral rapture
[gong]
euphoria gurgles and puffs
amongst the golden...
#heaven
#hell
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DU Poetry : Poems About Heaven Published by Members Recently Online