MonicaT
Poem Published
Today 4:51pm
Today 4:51pm
two thousand lives
Two thousand lives I have ignored
The callings of my soul
Its whispers in my dreams
And heralds from beyond,
Enticing me to follow
The pathless path of inner worlds
Wishing to show me
Realms of the beginnings
My birthplace, my original face.
The callings of my soul
Its whispers in my dreams
And heralds from beyond,
Enticing me to follow
The pathless path of inner worlds
Wishing to show me
Realms of the beginnings
My birthplace, my original face.
#spiritual
1 read
0 Comments
Ahavati
Poem Published
Today 00:59am
Today 00:59am
Dao—
visual poetry
#spiritual
#humankind
#Taoism
46 reads
10 Comments
Mistake09
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:45pm
Yesterday 11:45pm
masterpiece • with theEgoEffect
I paid a price,
unsolicited and exorbitant,
to witness the true beauty of life;
visions I hoped would have remained dormant,
and a toll paid by all, paid first and foremost
by fissioned spirits,
a hard lesson learned-
in ugliness exists beauty,
and behind the success is the meek
getting weaker, week by week, truths
heard in their silence; and then...
the sirens — deaf on one ear
for always turning a cheek,
with radiance hidden in the bleak;
undone verbs now resonate,
lingering in lost frequencies; ...
unsolicited and exorbitant,
to witness the true beauty of life;
visions I hoped would have remained dormant,
and a toll paid by all, paid first and foremost
by fissioned spirits,
a hard lesson learned-
in ugliness exists beauty,
and behind the success is the meek
getting weaker, week by week, truths
heard in their silence; and then...
the sirens — deaf on one ear
for always turning a cheek,
with radiance hidden in the bleak;
undone verbs now resonate,
lingering in lost frequencies; ...
#love
#brother
#beauty
#death
#spiritual
36 reads
9 Comments
theEgoEffect
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:34pm
Yesterday 11:34pm
masterpiece • with mistake09
I paid a price,
unsolicited and exorbitant,
to witness the true beauty of life;
visions I hoped would have remained dormant,
and a toll paid by all, paid first and foremost
by fissioned spirits,
a hard lesson learned-
in ugliness exists beauty,
and behind the success is the meek
getting weaker, week by week, truths
heard in their silence; and then...
the sirens — deaf on one ear
for always turning a cheek,
with radiance hidden in the bleak;
undone verbs now resonate,
lingering in lost frequencies; ...
unsolicited and exorbitant,
to witness the true beauty of life;
visions I hoped would have remained dormant,
and a toll paid by all, paid first and foremost
by fissioned spirits,
a hard lesson learned-
in ugliness exists beauty,
and behind the success is the meek
getting weaker, week by week, truths
heard in their silence; and then...
the sirens — deaf on one ear
for always turning a cheek,
with radiance hidden in the bleak;
undone verbs now resonate,
lingering in lost frequencies; ...
#love
#dark
#brother
#death
#spiritual
50 reads
6 Comments
Bender
Jarlath
Jarlath
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:46pm
Yesterday 8:46pm
Fallen
Too many voices.
Convoluted and confused,
archaic inflections misused.
No choices.
Lost in subconscious badlands.
Emotional solar flares,
and runaway nightmares.
Feel the outstretched hands.
Reaching for something known.
A point no longer moot,
a taste of familiar fruit.
Destined to be alone.
A darker realm awaits.
Where flowers no longer bloom,
and bask in impending doom.
Whilst the warrior contemplates.
His fate that spirals down.
Through tendrils of holocaust,
and...
Convoluted and confused,
archaic inflections misused.
No choices.
Lost in subconscious badlands.
Emotional solar flares,
and runaway nightmares.
Feel the outstretched hands.
Reaching for something known.
A point no longer moot,
a taste of familiar fruit.
Destined to be alone.
A darker realm awaits.
Where flowers no longer bloom,
and bask in impending doom.
Whilst the warrior contemplates.
His fate that spirals down.
Through tendrils of holocaust,
and...
#dark
#spiritual
#FeelingLost #emptiness
#FeelingLost #emptiness
28 reads
6 Comments
FeNyX
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:12pm
Yesterday 2:12pm
The Truth That Hides Before You
Energy flows between us freely
You run I run the tether stretches still
Binding and flowing and tying and
loving
Connecting deeper to deeper knowing fills
Fly with me through the very stars
Tickling moons and caressing comets
Soaring through space and time happily
Smiling unfettered of weighted pain and human regrets
Meld with me in the heat of our passion
Molten hearts liquid melted together in the mold of our visions
Dream with me and dare to fully fulfill desires so amazing
Lay with me and feel the warmth of two...
You run I run the tether stretches still
Binding and flowing and tying and
loving
Connecting deeper to deeper knowing fills
Fly with me through the very stars
Tickling moons and caressing comets
Soaring through space and time happily
Smiling unfettered of weighted pain and human regrets
Meld with me in the heat of our passion
Molten hearts liquid melted together in the mold of our visions
Dream with me and dare to fully fulfill desires so amazing
Lay with me and feel the warmth of two...
#love
#spiritual
33 reads
10 Comments
FeNyX
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:10pm
Yesterday 2:10pm
Knight Of Cups
He rode alone in the black of night on his dark horse near impossible to see. His armor darkened with special clinging dye from an old formula passed down. A family recipe as such.
He spies the guard post ahead and as disciplined and stealthy as his stead is, he must leave him a distance away. He will watch for trouble coming from that quarter. He quietly dismounts and removes his top armor leaving just Welund to protect him, securing them in the supply bags on either side of his large mount.
His task is difficult but he is ready with Hacker at his side...
He spies the guard post ahead and as disciplined and stealthy as his stead is, he must leave him a distance away. He will watch for trouble coming from that quarter. He quietly dismounts and removes his top armor leaving just Welund to protect him, securing them in the supply bags on either side of his large mount.
His task is difficult but he is ready with Hacker at his side...
#love
#dreams
#spiritual
19 reads
2 Comments
runaway-mindtrain
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:02am
Yesterday 7:02am
God uses a wah-wah pedal
As hereabout mystics warp the sensation space
Dropping a center mind ocular twisted staircase
As this aged one phenomenon, all are born apart
Never will forget as to bend the memory crosse
Writhen the blow to their mental coup de grace
Wander near their wilderness, still to roam in part
Interface in oblique amidst self-induced trance
Undulation upon their seal by a spiritual dance
Godhead distortion to rock but nevermore to part
Dropping a center mind ocular twisted staircase
As this aged one phenomenon, all are born apart
Never will forget as to bend the memory crosse
Writhen the blow to their mental coup de grace
Wander near their wilderness, still to roam in part
Interface in oblique amidst self-induced trance
Undulation upon their seal by a spiritual dance
Godhead distortion to rock but nevermore to part
#spiritual
#music
23 reads
8 Comments
theEgoEffect
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:13am
Yesterday 4:13am
gravity
there are times when moments clash
and time itself loses linearity;
it becomes
v
e
r
t
i
c
a
l
chaos becomes intellection,
the absurdity, a unifying commotion
entirely untethered by its blatancy,
by its simplicity in truth
some moments defy physics,
and things I'd paranormally ignore
become way too metaphysical
and so I sit still and listen
I watch the plaster crack, I see
the minds crumbling under pressure
warping into formless physicality
in...
and time itself loses linearity;
it becomes
v
e
r
t
i
c
a
l
chaos becomes intellection,
the absurdity, a unifying commotion
entirely untethered by its blatancy,
by its simplicity in truth
some moments defy physics,
and things I'd paranormally ignore
become way too metaphysical
and so I sit still and listen
I watch the plaster crack, I see
the minds crumbling under pressure
warping into formless physicality
in...
#science
#universe
#spiritual
57 reads
19 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:04am
Yesterday 2:04am
An Angel’s Masquerade
An Angel’s Masquerade
Fate, Destiny, Karma, a trilogy to succumb as life is vividly portrayed
Awaiting cupid’s arrow direct hit
A tenderness to submit from such sweet invading bliss
Where midnight dreams and the taste of reality merge
Eyes closed, yet wide open as desires of souls’ gently purge
Masquerade love as thoughts prevail
Two domains captivated, beautifully infused by the designs of every lover’s detail
Infinity of love created beyond the wishes of a well
Believe with your heart, soul, and mind, inquisitive eyes will never tell ...
Fate, Destiny, Karma, a trilogy to succumb as life is vividly portrayed
Awaiting cupid’s arrow direct hit
A tenderness to submit from such sweet invading bliss
Where midnight dreams and the taste of reality merge
Eyes closed, yet wide open as desires of souls’ gently purge
Masquerade love as thoughts prevail
Two domains captivated, beautifully infused by the designs of every lover’s detail
Infinity of love created beyond the wishes of a well
Believe with your heart, soul, and mind, inquisitive eyes will never tell ...
#fate
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife #philosophical
#TruthOfLife #philosophical
40 reads
5 Comments
Tallen
Poem Published
24th Mar 2019 8:00pm
24th Mar 2019 8:00pm
Seasons of Cornucopia
Emotionally and hopefully, mindfully,
I walked along our given shoreline
collecting a cornucopia of interesting
looking pebbles, smoothed glass
and shells of creatures
who traveled to the interconnectedness
of us all long ago.
Based on active disconcerting waves
I feel our ocean is restless as my soul
is now and then.
Reaching down again
I pick up a fistful of sand.
I notice how the sand slips through
no matter how tight I strengthen
my grasp.
Thinking about time and my...
I walked along our given shoreline
collecting a cornucopia of interesting
looking pebbles, smoothed glass
and shells of creatures
who traveled to the interconnectedness
of us all long ago.
Based on active disconcerting waves
I feel our ocean is restless as my soul
is now and then.
Reaching down again
I pick up a fistful of sand.
I notice how the sand slips through
no matter how tight I strengthen
my grasp.
Thinking about time and my...
#universe
#nature
#spiritual
#myself
#LifeCycle
28 reads
11 Comments
MonicaT
Poem Published
24th Mar 2019 5:24pm
24th Mar 2019 5:24pm
bluest deep
I fell asleep
Into an ocean deep
Of bluest peace
And boundless tranquility
Forgetting my name
And with breath surrendered
All encompassing splendor
Welcomed me
Into my changeless home.
Into an ocean deep
Of bluest peace
And boundless tranquility
Forgetting my name
And with breath surrendered
All encompassing splendor
Welcomed me
Into my changeless home.
#spiritual
19 reads
2 Comments
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