Poems about Rebirth & Reincarnation
#rebirth
Poems about rebirth, being reincarnated or born again. Poetry about rebirth includes poems about revival and spiritual regeneration, along with poems about reincarnation after we die.
Spring
And every moon drifter
has risen their neck to the light,
dusting the soil with a luminous void,
stems of themselves - violent Spring.
The season is scattering lowly,
as if reminding us of Sun,
tides calming in accordance,
bright yellow and purple in the folds.
It's a bordering between spaces,
bud and leaf sparking on finger ends,
shrubs, climbers and trees,
everything, everywhere awakening.
The earth is dreaming up
new life.
has risen their neck to the light,
dusting the soil with a luminous void,
stems of themselves - violent Spring.
The season is scattering lowly,
as if reminding us of Sun,
tides calming in accordance,
bright yellow and purple in the folds.
It's a bordering between spaces,
bud and leaf sparking on finger ends,
shrubs, climbers and trees,
everything, everywhere awakening.
The earth is dreaming up
new life.
#happiness
#hope
#spring
#nature
#rebirth
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DEAD AGAIN
we are all born
again
our meager dust
gathered
by the gods,
our remnants,
bright and dark,
stitched
into
some strange
garment
through which run
threads of vague
recollections,
impressions
we don't
dare acknowledge,
compulsions rising
as though from
deepest
densest bone
idibera,
born of ice
and rock,
infant soul
cast
among
the ancients
that they might
scratch your
name in stone,
maiden queen
of cold
and hunger,
fire...
again
our meager dust
gathered
by the gods,
our remnants,
bright and dark,
stitched
into
some strange
garment
through which run
threads of vague
recollections,
impressions
we don't
dare acknowledge,
compulsions rising
as though from
deepest
densest bone
idibera,
born of ice
and rock,
infant soul
cast
among
the ancients
that they might
scratch your
name in stone,
maiden queen
of cold
and hunger,
fire...
#rebirth
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Part Two
Still treading
Lightly
As a summer breeze
Finding my feet
Step, by step
As i venture
Further
On this life's journey
No longer a sojourn
To the wrong destination
I have altered course
Free
As a butterfly
As i gently float
On a gathering wind
Soft as a zephyr
As the sky
Now the colour
As if fallen from a pallet
Of a sapphire hue
As i join myself
In my own queue
As i become me
Part two
by Jemia
Lightly
As a summer breeze
Finding my feet
Step, by step
As i venture
Further
On this life's journey
No longer a sojourn
To the wrong destination
I have altered course
Free
As a butterfly
As i gently float
On a gathering wind
Soft as a zephyr
As the sky
Now the colour
As if fallen from a pallet
Of a sapphire hue
As i join myself
In my own queue
As i become me
Part two
by Jemia
#rebirth
#freedom
#transgender
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God's Own
God's Own"
Butterflies gently laid her 'pon God's throne
Quietly he spoke "My child you have come home"
Her tears glistening dew drops of dawn's glory
Settling her crimson consumed with worry
Glowing in his embrace her weary soul slept
Angels wept listening to the soft swell of breath
Meadowlark harmonies were never more sweet
Tasha found her resting place at God's feet
Waking from slumber she rose without pain
Pouring from her eyes a warm gentle rain
Showering the heavens in magnificent bliss
Granting every child...
Butterflies gently laid her 'pon God's throne
Quietly he spoke "My child you have come home"
Her tears glistening dew drops of dawn's glory
Settling her crimson consumed with worry
Glowing in his embrace her weary soul slept
Angels wept listening to the soft swell of breath
Meadowlark harmonies were never more sweet
Tasha found her resting place at God's feet
Waking from slumber she rose without pain
Pouring from her eyes a warm gentle rain
Showering the heavens in magnificent bliss
Granting every child...
#God
#angels
#rebirth #rhyming
#rebirth #rhyming
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Beyond Even Death
how many times has the moon become full
a waxing and waning day and night jewel
since the beginning of life for this old tree
1200 years before you and me
it will go on, it will survive
very long after we're not alive
a natural temple sprung from the earth
perhaps to be met in another birth...
how many empires have risen to fall
Mongol,British, American and all
the religions where God's on our side
fading to hatred no one abides
languages, lifestyles, reaching to space
just like this tree on the mountain I face...
a waxing and waning day and night jewel
since the beginning of life for this old tree
1200 years before you and me
it will go on, it will survive
very long after we're not alive
a natural temple sprung from the earth
perhaps to be met in another birth...
how many empires have risen to fall
Mongol,British, American and all
the religions where God's on our side
fading to hatred no one abides
languages, lifestyles, reaching to space
just like this tree on the mountain I face...
#trees
#nature
#rebirth
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A Changeling Of A Different Ilk
My mind floats
Surfing
Along the flash tides
Of my memories
That jingle
On the shingle
The ebb
And flow
Silent echoes
Of the ghosts
Of another lifetime
That now feels
Like a newly forgotten dream
But then
The sudden realisation
That within these dreams
I am no longer
The person i once was
I am now this new entity
That i awaken to
Every day
And to be
Truly me
All i need
Are my fairy wings
So i can drift off
Into the twilight night
Of an as yet invisible ...
Surfing
Along the flash tides
Of my memories
That jingle
On the shingle
The ebb
And flow
Silent echoes
Of the ghosts
Of another lifetime
That now feels
Like a newly forgotten dream
But then
The sudden realisation
That within these dreams
I am no longer
The person i once was
I am now this new entity
That i awaken to
Every day
And to be
Truly me
All i need
Are my fairy wings
So i can drift off
Into the twilight night
Of an as yet invisible ...
#dreams
#rebirth
#fairies #transgender
#fairies #transgender
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Ashes To Lashes
Lyrically and metaphorically, I want all the smoke
Everytime that I compose my rhymes, I go for broke
Trying to stoke inferno fires to inspire Phoenix to rise
From ashes with resurrected lashes over their eyes
Everytime that I compose my rhymes, I go for broke
Trying to stoke inferno fires to inspire Phoenix to rise
From ashes with resurrected lashes over their eyes
#rebirth
#WritingPoetry
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Love and Growth
To love another person takes some guts
A willingness to die a hundred times
To shatter from five thousand papercuts
Then smile with bleeding heart and say “I’m fine”
Yet shattered mirror that is love reflects
Upon unuséd heartstrings not yet strung,
And filling in the chasms thus connects
With liquid gold the pieces, and rehung
Formation, painful, thus allows rebirth
A chance to change, to shape a shape anew
More beautiful, resilient. Tis worth
The pain, the scars. Your worth may yet accrue
So let your cracks take...
A willingness to die a hundred times
To shatter from five thousand papercuts
Then smile with bleeding heart and say “I’m fine”
Yet shattered mirror that is love reflects
Upon unuséd heartstrings not yet strung,
And filling in the chasms thus connects
With liquid gold the pieces, and rehung
Formation, painful, thus allows rebirth
A chance to change, to shape a shape anew
More beautiful, resilient. Tis worth
The pain, the scars. Your worth may yet accrue
So let your cracks take...
#love
#breakup
#rebirth
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lady bug
A sound of a drop of water
Falling headlong the stone wall
Splash
Debris and whatnot
Scattered about
A tiny boat made of leaves and dew
A tiny ladybug onboard
On her way to the waterfall
Whereby you become one with the breeze
The faint sentience that breathes beyond the surface
The waterfall
Groans moreso than roars
And she approaches
The waterway tunnel is dark
Slivers of light fall in
As if snatched away
Lady Bug clutches her imaginary pearls
As her tiny tugboat of tiny proportions
Crests the final...
Falling headlong the stone wall
Splash
Debris and whatnot
Scattered about
A tiny boat made of leaves and dew
A tiny ladybug onboard
On her way to the waterfall
Whereby you become one with the breeze
The faint sentience that breathes beyond the surface
The waterfall
Groans moreso than roars
And she approaches
The waterway tunnel is dark
Slivers of light fall in
As if snatched away
Lady Bug clutches her imaginary pearls
As her tiny tugboat of tiny proportions
Crests the final...
#water
#rebirth
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The Words I Herd
M not here to impress
Giving poetic address
Its just about stress
Words still meaningless
Truth is always stiff
Its words are brief
They cause pain and grief.
With no buts, and no ifs
Weigh what you say
For you will have to pay
Truth is not a play
With honesty start your day
Dont build on false pretence
Give your self a human sense
Your ego is the worst instance
I dont befriend chameleons
Even if a poetic reptilian
Or...
Giving poetic address
Its just about stress
Words still meaningless
Truth is always stiff
Its words are brief
They cause pain and grief.
With no buts, and no ifs
Weigh what you say
For you will have to pay
Truth is not a play
With honesty start your day
Dont build on false pretence
Give your self a human sense
Your ego is the worst instance
I dont befriend chameleons
Even if a poetic reptilian
Or...
#faith
#rebirth
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#morality
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Praise Him
I love your mysterious ways
and how you guide my steps
I’ll sing to the end of my days
of all your promises you’ve kept
I humbly lift my voice in awe
as your spirit washes over me
my praise from me you draw
for you have truly set me free
We await for your sweet return
and the trumpet blast that day
for salvation we don’t have to earn
as you give your endless love away
So I’ll dance as angel’s wings thunder
and their chorus now sings on high
you inhabit our praise to our wonder
as our hands reach up...
and how you guide my steps
I’ll sing to the end of my days
of all your promises you’ve kept
I humbly lift my voice in awe
as your spirit washes over me
my praise from me you draw
for you have truly set me free
We await for your sweet return
and the trumpet blast that day
for salvation we don’t have to earn
as you give your endless love away
So I’ll dance as angel’s wings thunder
and their chorus now sings on high
you inhabit our praise to our wonder
as our hands reach up...
#faith
#rebirth
#redemption
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Sorya/Seraphyna’s journal XYZAB

#rebirth
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DU Poetry : Poems about Rebirth & Reincarnation