brokentitanium
k.
k.
Poem Published
Today 6:22pm
Today 6:22pm
It’s okay to {not} call it God
This mystery
without beginning or end or dimension
which surpasses our time-bound, embodied understanding –
Explain it however you must:
with the logic of your mind
or the intuition of your heart –
as long as you never presume
certainty.
Embrace the miracles –
sunlight to sugar,
water to wine
Stardust or holy breath –
whatever helps you grasp
the wonder of creativity
Whether it’s that
big gang bang of the spirit in a virgin’s womb
or an atomic dance from the mouth of a lion;
what...
without beginning or end or dimension
which surpasses our time-bound, embodied understanding –
Explain it however you must:
with the logic of your mind
or the intuition of your heart –
as long as you never presume
certainty.
Embrace the miracles –
sunlight to sugar,
water to wine
Stardust or holy breath –
whatever helps you grasp
the wonder of creativity
Whether it’s that
big gang bang of the spirit in a virgin’s womb
or an atomic dance from the mouth of a lion;
what...
#acceptance
#love
#spiritual
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Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:50am
Yesterday 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
Yesterday 00:48am
Yesterday 00:48am
Saints And Sinners Week (Halo)
To the world as I humbly bow in respect
The rite of passage to remain standing, whispering to the wind, is not over yet
Don’t try to chain my mind so fast
The beauty of my strength lies in my intelligence, which can never be measured by time, it will always outlast
So, placing your hands on hips, I still rise as I thrive without having to move my lips
Devoid to squeal mundane thoughts, my wisdom befalls in that sweeten, cherished melanin gift
Something to possess, few will never have
Filth is the...
The rite of passage to remain standing, whispering to the wind, is not over yet
Don’t try to chain my mind so fast
The beauty of my strength lies in my intelligence, which can never be measured by time, it will always outlast
So, placing your hands on hips, I still rise as I thrive without having to move my lips
Devoid to squeal mundane thoughts, my wisdom befalls in that sweeten, cherished melanin gift
Something to possess, few will never have
Filth is the...
#angels
#heaven
#mythology
#spiritual
#water
87 reads
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
25th Apr 2025 11:34pm
25th Apr 2025 11:34pm
~the (un)imagining
amidst the sumptuous
feeding in impending glooms..
trying hard.. to swim against
these blackly enshrouding
opacity clouds.. choking
in noxiousnes..
how foolishly dare-devilish
to act against a devil itself ..
(or is it the destined divinity..)
this mere pure a defying act
of i m a g i n i n g .. yes
(literally reads as if an ‘unageing’)
a rebellion.. a religion
this
imagining..
in the imagining..
the rainy droplets ...
feeding in impending glooms..
trying hard.. to swim against
these blackly enshrouding
opacity clouds.. choking
in noxiousnes..
how foolishly dare-devilish
to act against a devil itself ..
(or is it the destined divinity..)
this mere pure a defying act
of i m a g i n i n g .. yes
(literally reads as if an ‘unageing’)
a rebellion.. a religion
this
imagining..
in the imagining..
the rainy droplets ...
#death
#love
#spiritual #stars
#spiritual #stars
75 reads
2 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
25th Apr 2025 9:34pm
25th Apr 2025 9:34pm
Terrenes
25/30
Terrenes
Rarely had real life stars
guiding me as I maturated
from a curious boy to
confusion then awake
1 or 2 along each decade
Or so pointing out
a lane, not necessarily
THE PATH
However, the beacon
lighthouse at a jetty’s
end always ever there
Mom
(and her Mom)
Both candles
wicks to short to keep lit
cremated
their wit & wisdom
cemented
I like to believe I can capture
a glimpse, a wisp of
a soft chuckle between
breezes – cool...
Terrenes
Rarely had real life stars
guiding me as I maturated
from a curious boy to
confusion then awake
1 or 2 along each decade
Or so pointing out
a lane, not necessarily
THE PATH
However, the beacon
lighthouse at a jetty’s
end always ever there
Mom
(and her Mom)
Both candles
wicks to short to keep lit
cremated
their wit & wisdom
cemented
I like to believe I can capture
a glimpse, a wisp of
a soft chuckle between
breezes – cool...
#family
#myself
#mystery
#spiritual
#stars
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summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
25th Apr 2025 1:02am
25th Apr 2025 1:02am
~FEARLESS aka NIRBHAYA
#rebellion
#revenge
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#war
33 reads
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
24th Apr 2025 9:55pm
24th Apr 2025 9:55pm
~fanaa ::
an.. in an un-perturbing
pureform.. a still pond
potential... a formless
form.. exists as non-existence
...or is it beyond existence..
an essence...
waiting to be found
to be in a syncing music of higher vibrations
a poetry in motion.. of unitary revolutions..
in spelling accompaniment
with your humming hymns..
the wordless words... in
repetitive recitations...
whence the inner flame of soul
over the pulsing spellbound tongue
dances.. as a...
pureform.. a still pond
potential... a formless
form.. exists as non-existence
...or is it beyond existence..
an essence...
waiting to be found
to be in a syncing music of higher vibrations
a poetry in motion.. of unitary revolutions..
in spelling accompaniment
with your humming hymns..
the wordless words... in
repetitive recitations...
whence the inner flame of soul
over the pulsing spellbound tongue
dances.. as a...
#death
#freedom
#love #spiritual
#love #spiritual
88 reads
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
24th Apr 2025 3:00pm
24th Apr 2025 3:00pm
Hidden Echinoderms
24/30
Hidden Echinoderms
if I wanted to research a Firefly Family Flight
beyond today’s current events
happenstance,
I might discover a DNA line
bioluminescence individuals
choosing safety, secretive wonders beneath
a gentle maturation of shine.
Gardens of bright star-like flora
Pollinated via aquatic Fire Flies?
Why not (me) !!!
The path 100% NEW
Yet conquering fearful of
the unknown love
thriving in an abundance of
anonymity
Starfish tried to evolve as they WANTED IN
Crabs...
Hidden Echinoderms
if I wanted to research a Firefly Family Flight
beyond today’s current events
happenstance,
I might discover a DNA line
bioluminescence individuals
choosing safety, secretive wonders beneath
a gentle maturation of shine.
Gardens of bright star-like flora
Pollinated via aquatic Fire Flies?
Why not (me) !!!
The path 100% NEW
Yet conquering fearful of
the unknown love
thriving in an abundance of
anonymity
Starfish tried to evolve as they WANTED IN
Crabs...
#evolution
#nature
#spiritual #stars
#spiritual #stars
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0 Comments
Solomon_Song
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2025 8:12am
23rd Apr 2025 8:12am
BAPTISM IN THE SPIRIT
Baptism in the spirit
you can't from kin inherit.
It can only be given
by the Father in Heaven,
who sees you have repented,
your life to him presented.
Nothing else can be your plea
than his Son shed blood for thee.
you can't from kin inherit.
It can only be given
by the Father in Heaven,
who sees you have repented,
your life to him presented.
Nothing else can be your plea
than his Son shed blood for thee.
#Christian
#faith
#religion
#sacrifice
#spiritual
63 reads
3 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2025 10:37pm
22nd Apr 2025 10:37pm
blend
secreting my blues infused with fire within my sacredness
With tears unwept and sadness misunderstood, my soul yearns
Inside the eternal storm, I seek sanctuary
Lying my bones in the sun, white from sunlight
My thoughts sharpen them
sewing dreams out of feelings
where I interpret them later
So much grief within my hollow spaces
It leaves me off balance
Loneliness comforts me
empty of thought, I am an outcast
stricken with great anxieties
Sigh, to connect with humanity, I try
But so often I am too needy
Or...
With tears unwept and sadness misunderstood, my soul yearns
Inside the eternal storm, I seek sanctuary
Lying my bones in the sun, white from sunlight
My thoughts sharpen them
sewing dreams out of feelings
where I interpret them later
So much grief within my hollow spaces
It leaves me off balance
Loneliness comforts me
empty of thought, I am an outcast
stricken with great anxieties
Sigh, to connect with humanity, I try
But so often I am too needy
Or...
#love
#sadness
#spiritual
80 reads
7 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2025 8:34pm
22nd Apr 2025 8:34pm
Communicative Lore
22/30
Communicative Lore
incommunicable
a super BIG word
huge to even writers
thinking, knowing
more than me, you
often pushing in a face
Shit! now I / we feel
stupid.
Unable to or just plain mean
Not explaining a maybe,
Unexplainable
refuting the spiritual
discounting the very core
of ancient lore
knowing that can only be
experienced in our
ancient bones.
50 unique words
Communicative Lore
incommunicable
a super BIG word
huge to even writers
thinking, knowing
more than me, you
often pushing in a face
Shit! now I / we feel
stupid.
Unable to or just plain mean
Not explaining a maybe,
Unexplainable
refuting the spiritual
discounting the very core
of ancient lore
knowing that can only be
experienced in our
ancient bones.
50 unique words
#dialogue
#spiritual
109 reads
2 Comments
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
149 reads
2 Comments
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