Spiritual by Top Critiquers Poems
#spiritual
spiritual by top critiquers poems. Poems written by members who have given lots of feedback to other poets this month.
I. Ishvara
my beloved one
will you carry me
help me surrender
to this life's destiny
what is this existence
is it simply a daydream
the phantasy of a seraph
the shadow of the rainbow
the inkling and the twinkling
in the blink of an all seeing eye
will you remain a mysterious why
reveal yourself and lead me, please
retrace the course back to its source
to end in innocence and divine peace
help me remember the beauty of life
help me...
will you carry me
help me surrender
to this life's destiny
what is this existence
is it simply a daydream
the phantasy of a seraph
the shadow of the rainbow
the inkling and the twinkling
in the blink of an all seeing eye
will you remain a mysterious why
reveal yourself and lead me, please
retrace the course back to its source
to end in innocence and divine peace
help me remember the beauty of life
help me...
#healing
#spiritual
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Deliverance
White light
trickled through
a hole in the
abandoned church’s roof.
Dust motes
swam around
your head like a halo
in the last fair rays of summer
and I wondered if
I might make it to heaven
Hell chased my heels like
a rabid dog so long
I was ready to
lie on the ground with
my delicate throat ripped out
like a sacrifice to nothing
when I saw a flash of you
you…
and I saw hope flash before my eyes
like a goddamn burning bush
I took your hand, ...
trickled through
a hole in the
abandoned church’s roof.
Dust motes
swam around
your head like a halo
in the last fair rays of summer
and I wondered if
I might make it to heaven
Hell chased my heels like
a rabid dog so long
I was ready to
lie on the ground with
my delicate throat ripped out
like a sacrifice to nothing
when I saw a flash of you
you…
and I saw hope flash before my eyes
like a goddamn burning bush
I took your hand, ...
#love
#lover
#passion
#spiritual
#ILoveYou
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myth of the myth
do you think the Phoenix
does not mourn the loss
of all that came before
flaming feathers
an agony of memory
as they burn to cinders
remembering...
remembering...
& do you not believe
they remember
everything
each moment
beautiful & broken
in those previous days
aching...
choking...
keening their pain
into smoke-filled skies
lungs thick with ash
voice hoarse & ragged
echoing...echoing...echoing
into haunted silence
...
does not mourn the loss
of all that came before
flaming feathers
an agony of memory
as they burn to cinders
remembering...
remembering...
& do you not believe
they remember
everything
each moment
beautiful & broken
in those previous days
aching...
choking...
keening their pain
into smoke-filled skies
lungs thick with ash
voice hoarse & ragged
echoing...echoing...echoing
into haunted silence
...
#admiration
#mythology
#spiritual #strength
#spiritual #strength
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Will You
Ah will you let go, let go
Of everything you know, of everything you know
For thirty pieces of silver, thirty pieces of silver
Will your tongue fork and slither, fork and slither
Ah will you deny,deny
Before the sunrise, sunrise
Everything that you know, that you know
Before the cock crows, you deny what you know
Is the truth in you, after all that we've been through
How many times did I defend you, proving that my words are true
You placed your problems like wishes on my list
Claimed an undying love for me then did me like...
Of everything you know, of everything you know
For thirty pieces of silver, thirty pieces of silver
Will your tongue fork and slither, fork and slither
Ah will you deny,deny
Before the sunrise, sunrise
Everything that you know, that you know
Before the cock crows, you deny what you know
Is the truth in you, after all that we've been through
How many times did I defend you, proving that my words are true
You placed your problems like wishes on my list
Claimed an undying love for me then did me like...
#spiritual
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Don't ask humans for certain definitions!
The headlines being how they are, I decided to try a modest work around for the customary music group search response for the idiom "third eye blind" in order to get something like a sturdy definition for the much journalistically bandied term..."woke"...and behold, up came this well worded answer from artificial intelligence via quora.com and ChatGPT...
What does it mean when someone is third eye blind?
ChatGPT
"The term 'third eye blind' is often used to describe someone who is unable to see or understand the...
What does it mean when someone is third eye blind?
ChatGPT
"The term 'third eye blind' is often used to describe someone who is unable to see or understand the...
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical #morality
#philosophical #morality
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Listening to a long forgotten soul song
In the quiet dawn, thoughts crowd your face in epiphany.
Realizations, like lightning, strike the still morning air.
You stand overwhelmed, a revelation in every breath.
The weight of understanding too much to bear.
In the midst of this flood, you cry and cry and cry and cry.
Tears flowing, a river of emotion unbound.
Each drop a whisper of what once was hidden.
A torrent of truths newly found.
As the storm subsides, you stand in silence.
The epiphany a shadow, the tears a distant shore.
In this quiet aftermath, clarity...
Realizations, like lightning, strike the still morning air.
You stand overwhelmed, a revelation in every breath.
The weight of understanding too much to bear.
In the midst of this flood, you cry and cry and cry and cry.
Tears flowing, a river of emotion unbound.
Each drop a whisper of what once was hidden.
A torrent of truths newly found.
As the storm subsides, you stand in silence.
The epiphany a shadow, the tears a distant shore.
In this quiet aftermath, clarity...
#mirror
#music
#passion
#sadness
#spiritual
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~the wretched state of a state.. & of it’s heartmindbodysoul
the tarred highways
are gateways to hell
..garbages & sewage
in a clogged stagnation
on either stigmatic sides
.. an obnoxious whirlpool
this
wretched nation
buzzing more often
with ominous sirens
of ambulances in
misfortune carriages
of those dying.. haplessly
accelerated to death
in those obstinately
stuck traffic congestion
that is shamelessly
hungering blood
with it’s smoky choking
hot pollution & crowning
blacks of inhumanity
such...
are gateways to hell
..garbages & sewage
in a clogged stagnation
on either stigmatic sides
.. an obnoxious whirlpool
this
wretched nation
buzzing more often
with ominous sirens
of ambulances in
misfortune carriages
of those dying.. haplessly
accelerated to death
in those obstinately
stuck traffic congestion
that is shamelessly
hungering blood
with it’s smoky choking
hot pollution & crowning
blacks of inhumanity
such...
#environment
#love
#nature
#pollution
#spiritual
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Mmm.. So Above, As Below
My love, do you feel the tenderness in the softness of my hands
Shh... you want to feel inside this while under my saucy command
The extension of your soul, wishes upon me, I have the flavor you strongly demand
Kissing all up in the soft folds of my nectar
Yeah baby... go on pollinate for this honey and make me wetter
Mm.. the creamier the better
Lifting your state of arousal for my carnal taking
Your body in a state of Nirvana as you lie under my care, ready and awaken
Bestowed ecstasies,...
Shh... you want to feel inside this while under my saucy command
The extension of your soul, wishes upon me, I have the flavor you strongly demand
Kissing all up in the soft folds of my nectar
Yeah baby... go on pollinate for this honey and make me wetter
Mm.. the creamier the better
Lifting your state of arousal for my carnal taking
Your body in a state of Nirvana as you lie under my care, ready and awaken
Bestowed ecstasies,...
#moon
#mythology
#spiritual
#sun
#water
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Heart
With each and every pulse
The heart guides us to the light
From the first beat before we enter this world
Until the very last
And past this realm
With every beat of the drum
The spirit calls out
With rhythm and rite
Guiding us into the light that permeates amidst trees
If you listen close enough
You can hear the voice invoking
Drawing strength from deepest part of the soul
Where the heart leads us
With wisdom
With each and every pulse
The heart guides us to the light
From the first beat before we enter this world
Until the very last
And past this realm
With every beat of the drum
The spirit calls out
With rhythm and rite
Guiding us into the light that permeates amidst trees
If you listen close enough
You can hear the voice invoking
Drawing strength from deepest part of the soul
Where the heart leads us
With wisdom
With each and every pulse
#spiritual
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Nature Speaks
Rain fell before dawn
Cleansing
Purifying
Catalyst of growth
Symbol of prophesy
Stepping out
Startled by a hawk's cry
Loud and nearby
Screeching seven times
eight times
seven times
The distance answering five
Seven is the symbol of spirit, sustenance, and struggle
Eight like a ladder
Reveals the ability to rise
And go beyond nature
The realm of infinite possibilities
Seven is the symbol of spirit, sustenance, and struggle.
Five meaning, Lo, Behold!
Swooping ...
Cleansing
Purifying
Catalyst of growth
Symbol of prophesy
Stepping out
Startled by a hawk's cry
Loud and nearby
Screeching seven times
eight times
seven times
The distance answering five
Seven is the symbol of spirit, sustenance, and struggle
Eight like a ladder
Reveals the ability to rise
And go beyond nature
The realm of infinite possibilities
Seven is the symbol of spirit, sustenance, and struggle.
Five meaning, Lo, Behold!
Swooping ...
#mystery
#spiritual
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Tongue on Time
In silence as I went to sleep
beneath the winds of still
cold grave of Autumn's chill
with my tongue on time
as the pendulum bleeps
beneath the winds of still
cold grave of Autumn's chill
with my tongue on time
as the pendulum bleeps
#philosophical
#spiritual
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Heaven Takes Away
Back then...
Granny had said that I was a particular child.
How I spent too much time questioning all
of the unreasonable things.
That I was tiresome to her,
when she'd take me to church, and
I wouldn't sit still while listening
to the nonsense of some mortal man
on a stage.
Because I could talk to God anytime,
without that interpreter giving me
his own version.
I'd tell granny, God doesn't see it that way.
She'd just shush me, sometimes handing me
a half-stick of gum...
Granny had said that I was a particular child.
How I spent too much time questioning all
of the unreasonable things.
That I was tiresome to her,
when she'd take me to church, and
I wouldn't sit still while listening
to the nonsense of some mortal man
on a stage.
Because I could talk to God anytime,
without that interpreter giving me
his own version.
I'd tell granny, God doesn't see it that way.
She'd just shush me, sometimes handing me
a half-stick of gum...
#fate
#spiritual
#philosophical
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DU Poetry : Spiritual by Top Critiquers Poems