Align Poems - Poems about Align

... Too little too late God said to me in this dream I had about fate So I asked him what did he expect, A goody two shoes a prophet a saint to be something I ain’t Not at all he ......Read the rest...

...My body has needs just as I have mine but since I live in it, I oft indulge, yet watchful that my head and heart align, lest wayward ego shows its ugly bulge. Oh hermit, note these secrets I divu......Read the rest...

...works gore ate my face benthic void with water devoid clear as yesterday petal wilts rose cloy visage made a mockery nocturne flicker shines grin was a jester miles wide silver on marble fene......Read the rest...

... In life's deep caverns, where shadows dwell, Adversity looms a weighty spell. A crushing force, it seeks to restrain, The heart feels heavy, burdened with pain. The storm arrives with a furio......Read the rest...

...Listen up, 'cause I'm about to break it down From caveman to spaceman, desires abound Security, survival, that's where it begins Food, water, shelter, protection from our sins But we ain't stop......Read the rest...

...Duality in life goes hand in hand, we see, With sorrow and with joy, a dance eternally. For happiness and grief, they overshadow each, In life’s grand tapestry, they teach each other. Duali......Read the rest...

...Listen up, y'all! I've got a vision to share Of a world where corruption doesn't dare To rear its ugly head or show its face Where justice and fairness set the pace Imagine a place where bribes......Read the rest...

...we may push or pull but fail to feel full since we don’t align with bliss beats divine......Read the rest...

...In the Garden of Human Potential, Seeds of strength lie dormant, waiting. Core reflection, a gentle rain, Nurtures growth, authenticity creating. Theory and practice, hand in hand, Dance throu......Read the rest...

... The words of my mouth the meditations of my heart May they unite as one never drift apart The pull and tug of feelings the workings of my mind W......Read the rest...

... Time strokes the wrinkled canvas, the ancient spider in twilight hour weaves the senility web, the empty eyes wander in the wasteland. The hedonist psyche refuses to gauge the grief of l......Read the rest...

...Upon the mountaintop where eagles soar, Above the clouds, where dreams take flight so high, A world of endless blue and golden lore, Where sunlit peaks embrace the open sky. Here, courage bloom......Read the rest...

...Zenith of perfection is the aim of my existence. My pilgrimage towards this, I know, is my persistence. I align my senses like a predator towards prey. My physique and psyche are synthesised in ev......Read the rest...

...“Psychotic hallucinations, whether they are visual or vocal, they address you. They accuse you. They seduce you. They humiliate you. They jeer at you. You interact with them.” Oliver Sa......Read the rest...

...Divine Mother’s warm caress Is so gentle and benign She enables all automatically if with Her touch we align......Read the rest...