MusicallyMrM
Poem Published
Today 5:50am
Today 5:50am
Of Our Sacred Intimacy
#erotic
#love
#sensual
#sex
#spiritual
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
Today 4:45am
Today 4:45am
Four for the Road
Four for the Road
I Walpi
Bruja voice of a thousand tears
Takes us to the sky born wheel
Where pueblo wonders through centuries
Upon flower mesa that blossoms love
For children of dusty walls
Whose cast iron dreams
Are a coal stove in a pottery room
With a lady of ancient designs
Whose smile is the murmuring sun
That glimmers through a veil of sand
When her ceramic children
With motifs as sacred as the land
Are too strange for homes of...
I Walpi
Bruja voice of a thousand tears
Takes us to the sky born wheel
Where pueblo wonders through centuries
Upon flower mesa that blossoms love
For children of dusty walls
Whose cast iron dreams
Are a coal stove in a pottery room
With a lady of ancient designs
Whose smile is the murmuring sun
That glimmers through a veil of sand
When her ceramic children
With motifs as sacred as the land
Are too strange for homes of...
#city
#desert
#memories
#spiritual
#travel
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adagio
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:27pm
Yesterday 10:27pm
Nature's Shenanigans
Shenanigans in nature vitamins for the soul
With the evidence in a 6 pack of trees
Listening to spirits walk down the pathway
With hooligans in mugs on a cold morn dawn
Hot cocoa shenanigans in a 6 pack of trees
With the evidence in a 6 pack of trees
Listening to spirits walk down the pathway
With hooligans in mugs on a cold morn dawn
Hot cocoa shenanigans in a 6 pack of trees
#nature
#spiritual
44 reads
2 Comments
Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:00pm
Yesterday 5:00pm
Marpa The Translator
Thought he would be some elite MC
spitting rhymes about towers
peace love and those happy feel showers
even presented with an offering of nettles and flowers
turns out he was some Buddhist sage
saw through the emptiness of the gesture
this lineage is not for you
back to the cave for contemplation green man
spitting rhymes about towers
peace love and those happy feel showers
even presented with an offering of nettles and flowers
turns out he was some Buddhist sage
saw through the emptiness of the gesture
this lineage is not for you
back to the cave for contemplation green man
#Buddhist
#philosophical
#spiritual
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MySmile
Besma
Besma
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:48pm
Yesterday 3:48pm
Unforgettable
I wonder, myself whom I venerate
The voice of my heart if loud fair enough!
The hive of my life I strive to relate
Aspire to unleash my wonders, seems tough.
To craft a soul of light, creed of the core
The quest for mines of gems never shall end
The harsh thrusts I’ve learned not to deplore
For every stance there shall be a firm stand.
Pearly prints along your path, your voice carve
Sound sounds are seized and unforgettable
Medallions feeding souls to never starve
The bliss is a blessing increasable.
Sowing abiding...
The voice of my heart if loud fair enough!
The hive of my life I strive to relate
Aspire to unleash my wonders, seems tough.
To craft a soul of light, creed of the core
The quest for mines of gems never shall end
The harsh thrusts I’ve learned not to deplore
For every stance there shall be a firm stand.
Pearly prints along your path, your voice carve
Sound sounds are seized and unforgettable
Medallions feeding souls to never starve
The bliss is a blessing increasable.
Sowing abiding...
#admiration
#learning
#sonnet
#spiritual
#strength
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:15pm
Yesterday 1:15pm
Still Going To Trust My Inner Voice
Called The Atheist Experience Show and got on the air.
They reveled in the idea that I said Jesus and Yahweh aren't the same.
But dismissed my spiritual experiences, which I thought was definitely premature.
I'm still gonna trust that inner voice.
Because I know something they don't- trusting your intuition and logic are essential. I still believe in Jesus.
But I'll be honest. I did all day yesterday keep replaying their voices telling me what I'm saying is a logical fallacy.
But no, I can't. I just can't believe them. Because...
They reveled in the idea that I said Jesus and Yahweh aren't the same.
But dismissed my spiritual experiences, which I thought was definitely premature.
I'm still gonna trust that inner voice.
Because I know something they don't- trusting your intuition and logic are essential. I still believe in Jesus.
But I'll be honest. I did all day yesterday keep replaying their voices telling me what I'm saying is a logical fallacy.
But no, I can't. I just can't believe them. Because...
#spiritual
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Connotation
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:29am
Yesterday 4:29am
Practice Bars 3
Quite pleasing, I have mastered rhyme rooks.
Skies bleeding science after y'all shook.
My feelings, I don't have them all, look.
Like reading, Isaac Asimov books.
Guised greetings might have masked divine crooks.
Dice leading pirates after spines stood.
Try scheming heights we passed in times took.
Price pleading, private passions might push.
Bright beaming binds the blatherskite foot.
Lines weaving lying lavish like hoof.
Wine, wheat, and rice Saturn giant sook.
Rye seedling blight have acid nights cooked.
Prized...
Skies bleeding science after y'all shook.
My feelings, I don't have them all, look.
Like reading, Isaac Asimov books.
Guised greetings might have masked divine crooks.
Dice leading pirates after spines stood.
Try scheming heights we passed in times took.
Price pleading, private passions might push.
Bright beaming binds the blatherskite foot.
Lines weaving lying lavish like hoof.
Wine, wheat, and rice Saturn giant sook.
Rye seedling blight have acid nights cooked.
Prized...
#humankind
#metaphor
#morality
#rhyming
#spiritual
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ChaosScripted
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:02am
Yesterday 3:02am
Prophetic Vision: 2:20 am, January 21, 2024
This is the vision that came to me from the Lord, my Father Above:
Eyes like nebulas, bright and aflame looking back at me amid a mist of darkness and white bright light beyond. All at once I’m taken up high. Looking down upon what appeared as a misshapen and segmented boulder. I look closer and it’s two swollen sections resembling two basins. At the top separating the two basins is a bright burning eye resembling the nebulae that was looking at me just a moment ago. Directly above the fiery eye is what appears to be a broken stick dotted with a stone or jewel of bright yellow. The left...
Eyes like nebulas, bright and aflame looking back at me amid a mist of darkness and white bright light beyond. All at once I’m taken up high. Looking down upon what appeared as a misshapen and segmented boulder. I look closer and it’s two swollen sections resembling two basins. At the top separating the two basins is a bright burning eye resembling the nebulae that was looking at me just a moment ago. Directly above the fiery eye is what appears to be a broken stick dotted with a stone or jewel of bright yellow. The left...
#faith
#rebirth
#sacrifice
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
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adagio
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 9:55pm
20th Jan 2025 9:55pm
ol' Soul Pebble Rock
ol' soul pebble rock in dreams and memories
holding on to the mundane and beauty in nature
embracing the simplicity in realms of dreams
communicating with The Maker who stays grounded
without the need for a mirror...
holding on to the mundane and beauty in nature
embracing the simplicity in realms of dreams
communicating with The Maker who stays grounded
without the need for a mirror...
#nature
#philosophical
#spiritual
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Anne-Ri999
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 9:24am
20th Jan 2025 9:24am
Disir, power drumming journey
North, place of dark
of winter, in and between
shimmering dark
we greet you
East, place of rising sun
of spring, springing lambs
springing water wells
we greet you
South, place of Summer
of prospect and prosperities
wind, we greet you
West, place of risen sun
of sunset, autumn , fallen leaf
of transformation
we greet you
Sacred center
first of circles
Disir, foremothers, tree mothers, grandmothers
star mothers, fire mothers, wind mother, all mother
we greet...
of winter, in and between
shimmering dark
we greet you
East, place of rising sun
of spring, springing lambs
springing water wells
we greet you
South, place of Summer
of prospect and prosperities
wind, we greet you
West, place of risen sun
of sunset, autumn , fallen leaf
of transformation
we greet you
Sacred center
first of circles
Disir, foremothers, tree mothers, grandmothers
star mothers, fire mothers, wind mother, all mother
we greet...
#spiritual
54 reads
4 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
20th Jan 2025 4:02am
20th Jan 2025 4:02am
A Flowering of Compassion - Rewrite
A Flowering of Compassion
She is the red glow
Of a silk lantern
Lettered by the Chinese heart glyph
That is the shadow language of her soul
Each salt-crystal in the saline drops
Of her tears
Is a flower of compassion
For sentient suffering
Afloat on the fragrance
Of her river
My heart is adrift in the Patchouli
Of her midnight sachet
She is the red glow
Of a silk lantern
Lettered by the Chinese heart glyph
That is the shadow language of her soul
Each salt-crystal in the saline drops
Of her tears
Is a flower of compassion
For sentient suffering
Afloat on the fragrance
Of her river
My heart is adrift in the Patchouli
Of her midnight sachet
#beauty
#love
#sensual
#spiritual
#women
46 reads
2 Comments
MySmile
Besma
Besma
Poem Published
19th Jan 2025 10:13pm
19th Jan 2025 10:13pm
A Throbbing Scent - with adagio
Pale lips of blue perishable breath
Silence without cliches, listening,
Stuck upon a memory that you are
Blossoming in death’s trite without
Critique in my slumber as I sleep
***
Stirred is the mind by a throbbing scent
Soul refilled straying off an end
A warm love unearthed now blooming
So soft the sound of a seed life sipping
Silence just retreated while smiling..
Silence without cliches, listening,
Stuck upon a memory that you are
Blossoming in death’s trite without
Critique in my slumber as I sleep
***
Stirred is the mind by a throbbing scent
Soul refilled straying off an end
A warm love unearthed now blooming
So soft the sound of a seed life sipping
Silence just retreated while smiling..
#collaboration
#rebirth
#spiritual
56 reads
6 Comments
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