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.
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
Today 11:03pm
Today 11:03pm
If This World Were Mine
There was a time unto the sunrise the oceans navigating my sailing ship
The anchor to my heart, that told me love radiates from the deep abyss
Unlocking his chains that longs to be free
Rebirth from the shackles of his mind, from my home, we dream, as lost entities funnel in the sea
Give him freedom in his unwavering quest
I heard the calling as he appeared as a warrior wearing the crest of Allah's armored vest
His voice resonating like the roar of the jungle heard from afar
From the pilgrimage in his journey, his eyes upon...
The anchor to my heart, that told me love radiates from the deep abyss
Unlocking his chains that longs to be free
Rebirth from the shackles of his mind, from my home, we dream, as lost entities funnel in the sea
Give him freedom in his unwavering quest
I heard the calling as he appeared as a warrior wearing the crest of Allah's armored vest
His voice resonating like the roar of the jungle heard from afar
From the pilgrimage in his journey, his eyes upon...
#gratitude
#moon
#rebirth
#sun
#water
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:29pm
Yesterday 3:29pm
The Divine Portal (The Holy Quran Of The Pineal Gland)
Only the realization of intellectual overload when my existence needs to give credence to the four rachibi when at rest
In this lifetime always be prepared for what comes next
Such a beautiful Moon that sits on the throne of infinity beaming from the skies
Look up and listen for the sultry benedictions of its midnight tales and divine lullabies
That superior light can travel your cerebrum to the third Heavens, given of its ancient stories to tell
Open your...
In this lifetime always be prepared for what comes next
Such a beautiful Moon that sits on the throne of infinity beaming from the skies
Look up and listen for the sultry benedictions of its midnight tales and divine lullabies
That superior light can travel your cerebrum to the third Heavens, given of its ancient stories to tell
Open your...
#moon
#rebirth
#spiritual
#sun
#water
113 reads
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
4th May 2025 4:37pm
4th May 2025 4:37pm
Tattered (Purple Reign)
To The Seven Churches I bow to the wind
Allow my spiritual incantations to the ears to always bend
I came to earth to consume the sins
After the Ten Commandments has been given, my story begins
Yet, not nailed on a cross
Each piece of my skin tattered for society’s loveless lose
My flesh as an Angel one can adore
For every sinful occurrence, I must aid as earth’s guarantor
My beloved beings, a soft piece of my skin rips for
Your agony Your pain
More...
Allow my spiritual incantations to the ears to always bend
I came to earth to consume the sins
After the Ten Commandments has been given, my story begins
Yet, not nailed on a cross
Each piece of my skin tattered for society’s loveless lose
My flesh as an Angel one can adore
For every sinful occurrence, I must aid as earth’s guarantor
My beloved beings, a soft piece of my skin rips for
Your agony Your pain
More...
#angels
#heaven
#love
#rebirth
#water
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
1st May 2025 10:15am
1st May 2025 10:15am
~':: nowness. newness. nothingness... '
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let you take me in in inner
in your whirlpooling pull
a cataclysmic kissing eating spree
in a deluge of your love my soul
يا روحي,~ ya roohi
digest destroy deconstruct me
in this your calling cosmic kill
a profound grinding in
dissolution I give in
wholly… in this ...
let you take me in in inner
in your whirlpooling pull
a cataclysmic kissing eating spree
in a deluge of your love my soul
يا روحي,~ ya roohi
digest destroy deconstruct me
in this your calling cosmic kill
a profound grinding in
dissolution I give in
wholly… in this ...
#apocalypse
#love
#rebirth
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
117 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
1st May 2025 1:32am
1st May 2025 1:32am
Saints And Sinners (Stairway To Heaven)
Soar higher toward the covet of the surrendering moon
Rest your heart in solitude, desolate gone too soon
Where minds once caravaned over Egypt sand dunes
Bathing our dreams in the depth of the Nile
Wishes ordained worth the while
Promises we gave unto as paradise danced in our eyes
Absence we felt as hearts whispered its goodbyes
Your wings flapping as destiny shall continue on
Reminisce of once was, sings the lyrics of yesterday’s song
Your greatest courage, your unwavering strength
Our hearts, our passion, fused as...
Rest your heart in solitude, desolate gone too soon
Where minds once caravaned over Egypt sand dunes
Bathing our dreams in the depth of the Nile
Wishes ordained worth the while
Promises we gave unto as paradise danced in our eyes
Absence we felt as hearts whispered its goodbyes
Your wings flapping as destiny shall continue on
Reminisce of once was, sings the lyrics of yesterday’s song
Your greatest courage, your unwavering strength
Our hearts, our passion, fused as...
#sun
#water
#angels
#heaven
#rebirth
183 reads
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
27th Apr 2025 00:50am
27th Apr 2025 00:50am
Here there's beauty
Here there's beauty amongst the clouds drifting, by as puffs of cotton moving slowly, within the silent whispers of the invisible winds, with the light of the full moon, shining and peeking through the clouds. But yet here I sit high upon the peaceful mountain top. That a moment ago I climbed the stairway of stone, to touch the deepness of the clouds as though I could, reach out my waiting hands to feel the wet mist, that once was held back the rain drops of silent tears, from falling gracefully to the ground below. 👇 YET it is in the here and now I am at peace, but I am not here...
#faith
#rebirth
#redemption
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
25th Apr 2025 6:41pm
25th Apr 2025 6:41pm
Station Break
A Vampire’s Embrace (Unchained Melody)
DRACON’S CASTLE
Sighisoara, Romania
“Would you like to go and get some breakfast? We do have a very long day ahead of us.”
“I would love that.”
“Ahh…was that guy really someone you know.”
“Yes.”
“I thought you had a boyfriend.”
The inquiry caught Naynina off guard.
“I do.”
“Just watch yourself. These Romania men are known to be possessive and territorial.”
“You are not Romania, therefore, where did you hear such nonsense from.”
“I have...
DRACON’S CASTLE
Sighisoara, Romania
“Would you like to go and get some breakfast? We do have a very long day ahead of us.”
“I would love that.”
“Ahh…was that guy really someone you know.”
“Yes.”
“I thought you had a boyfriend.”
The inquiry caught Naynina off guard.
“I do.”
“Just watch yourself. These Romania men are known to be possessive and territorial.”
“You are not Romania, therefore, where did you hear such nonsense from.”
“I have...
#moon
#rebirth
#sun
#vampires
#water
183 reads
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2025 3:17am
22nd Apr 2025 3:17am
Shh..
The Waterloo
Below Sea Level
The threshold of infinity we stand
Stolen moments bridged in a quiet romance
Receptive emotions have no earthy reasons, no cosmic rhymes
Our bodies we lay, ordained by the nobility of Allah's designs
The soft whispers of a Queen to partake in the depth of his soul
His rib of life, parted, unto her fornicated, her hand kissed by fables of old
The softens to his pride, the bosom where his head rest, in his dream she once consoled
In the nakedness of truth
Our temples...
Below Sea Level
The threshold of infinity we stand
Stolen moments bridged in a quiet romance
Receptive emotions have no earthy reasons, no cosmic rhymes
Our bodies we lay, ordained by the nobility of Allah's designs
The soft whispers of a Queen to partake in the depth of his soul
His rib of life, parted, unto her fornicated, her hand kissed by fables of old
The softens to his pride, the bosom where his head rest, in his dream she once consoled
In the nakedness of truth
Our temples...
#lover
#mythology
#rebirth
#sun
#water
235 reads
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
21st Apr 2025 6:25pm
21st Apr 2025 6:25pm
In And Out Of Time
My love, I was the silken passage of Utopia upon a Nirvanas’ wish, I laid upon your royal silken sheet as I softly consoled
In and out of time as my mystique patrolled
We will always be a rebirthed mystical story
The temple of Ying of Yang, the rain and storms to withstand the pangs, our voices above the clouds, blood sealed upon consecrated scrolls, tells of its glory
As I cup your handsome Hebrew face, and you look deep into the window of my eyes
Oh, sweet mercy, my love, you feel sooo good when I am gyrating on top of your world, and you...
In and out of time as my mystique patrolled
We will always be a rebirthed mystical story
The temple of Ying of Yang, the rain and storms to withstand the pangs, our voices above the clouds, blood sealed upon consecrated scrolls, tells of its glory
As I cup your handsome Hebrew face, and you look deep into the window of my eyes
Oh, sweet mercy, my love, you feel sooo good when I am gyrating on top of your world, and you...
#lover
#mythology
#spiritual
#water
#rebirth
216 reads
2 Comments
slipalong
Poem Published
19th Apr 2025 7:45pm
19th Apr 2025 7:45pm
cry golden tears
The road it snaked thro trees so tall
when spring was lush with birdsong call
in dappled camoflage, a flitting form
a flash of grey was all I saw
in the misty dew of morn
The light it drew sillouettes of day
dawn with all its rays arayed
was it a mother and her foal?
that danced and sprang conveyed
in the springtimes stubborn cold
I wished that I could be so free
contained and chained, no liberty
of newborn heart, replace the old
...
when spring was lush with birdsong call
in dappled camoflage, a flitting form
a flash of grey was all I saw
in the misty dew of morn
The light it drew sillouettes of day
dawn with all its rays arayed
was it a mother and her foal?
that danced and sprang conveyed
in the springtimes stubborn cold
I wished that I could be so free
contained and chained, no liberty
of newborn heart, replace the old
...
#rebirth
78 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
18th Apr 2025 6:33pm
18th Apr 2025 6:33pm
Shishi Tov ( )
Let the ruins of the Motherland speak from the dusk of the wind
My voice sailing through the soil of Macedonian as the trees welcome my presence the breeze kissing the roots as I walk by as they bend
Who dares tread upon the ancestral rite of betrayal, love, and the politics of pain
Close your eyes and feel the era in the supremacy of life’s reign
Mm... now that I am free upon the sidereal, my hollowness shall breathe
Let my tender serenades across my land soothe your weary soul, my handsome man
Unto my throne, bow to me,...
My voice sailing through the soil of Macedonian as the trees welcome my presence the breeze kissing the roots as I walk by as they bend
Who dares tread upon the ancestral rite of betrayal, love, and the politics of pain
Close your eyes and feel the era in the supremacy of life’s reign
Mm... now that I am free upon the sidereal, my hollowness shall breathe
Let my tender serenades across my land soothe your weary soul, my handsome man
Unto my throne, bow to me,...
#spiritual
#mythology
#rebirth
#sun
#water
164 reads
brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
14th Apr 2025 2:37am
14th Apr 2025 2:37am
Deliverance
For a long while – for decades – it was Home.
Not only in the reverent routine of Sunday mornings.
Also in the musical camaraderie
of Tuesday evening jam sessions,
the Wednesday ladies’ earnest search for wisdom
over strong coffee and butter tarts,
the youthful commotion of Friday nights.
It became a refuge especially in
the quiet solitude of a random weekday.
Just me, the piano, and Peace –
a sanctuary that stood in stark contrast
to the inner tension of my performance as
“good Christian woman”. ...
Not only in the reverent routine of Sunday mornings.
Also in the musical camaraderie
of Tuesday evening jam sessions,
the Wednesday ladies’ earnest search for wisdom
over strong coffee and butter tarts,
the youthful commotion of Friday nights.
It became a refuge especially in
the quiet solitude of a random weekday.
Just me, the piano, and Peace –
a sanctuary that stood in stark contrast
to the inner tension of my performance as
“good Christian woman”. ...
#MovingOn
#rebirth
#religion
108 reads
6 Comments
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