Best Inner Voice Poems

I leave the daily hustle and bustle
and the cacophony of city sound.
And head to where the leaves softly rustle 
in the breeze, and no one else is around.

When I'm alone, I experience peace
that raises my soul to a higher plane.
And anxiety's attacks slowly cease,
free from...

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All people,
Are born with an inner voice.

Those, 
Who delight themselves in listening to it,
The voice becomes louder and clearer with 
The passing of time

Thus
 
Indicating the path one should follow in life 
For the light of truth to see

While

Those who ignore it, 
Or shut their...

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In my heart
Lead a girl
One that her
Voice is
Ever singing
At me
Melodies hear
You when
She is
Only in
My heart
Uless a day
Come to meet
Her....

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Even during the least happy times in our lives

It is never so unhappy that we should ever lose hope 

Whoever said, “Tomorrow is another day”

Had the secret to a happy life

Another is, “Don't sweat the small stuff”

So simple yet so obvious, it make a whole...

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Era provides too many funs
  I cannot hold all of them

World trails too heavy griefs
  I cannot get over them

Relationship tends too sticky matters
  I cannot keep freedom from them

Only loneliness strongly allows me
  place of peace and silence to see


Fengleishanren....

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With that invisibilty of age
I can fly my life like a kite !
Uninvited and unseen,
albescent, grey, you know what I mean,
( not the first flush of youth or strong,
the young forget that we were young, )
hold on to that, the string of that
to grip the...

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My Inner Voice

I hear a little whisper, 
Soft within my mind
I turn to look, but no ones there
I’m sure it comes from the beyond
When I find that I’m confused
And don’t know where to turn
It sends me little signals
On which choices to discern

It’s up to me...

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There is something Inside me,
in my heart of hearts of my mind;
I call hear the calling from God, yes and it's audible;

I have a choice;
my mouth is smeared;
I must listen to my inner voice;

God is calling, calling, calling, calling, He's calling me;
and I can faintly,...

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THE INNER VOICE OF MARK BIRROS  II



From world war two in the Atlantic
I hear the drowning cries of men,
climbing out as in spirit from waters
that lap the steps of the harbour wall ;
time erodes as the sea -
washing up these thoughts that linger
here and...

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I am numb… 
Can’t you see?
I hate you so much, 
Please set me free…
Things are different now, 
I’m just being me…
I want some peace, 
Within me…

I want some rest, 
Near the sea…
Where I can dip my body
Skinny dipping 
I want thee
To savor the splash 
Through...

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Look inside, there's a choice.
Can you hear that soft and gentle, peaceful, singing  
inner voice?

So completely,
it's bringing fulfillment, ringing 
sweetly.

It's you -
a sprout springing
true.

Look inside, there's a choice,
it's bringing fulfillment, ringing, 
true....

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Poet Identity

In conversations,
In biographies,
In resumes…all poets are writers,
    but not all writers are poets.
On a careful look into the mirror, when not looking
    for wrinkles, but staring deep into the reflected  
   Image as if it...

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"They see." 
So I'm told,
As if I'm to know what that means.

Just another thing said,
Without need for all
the head.

"See?"

The preponderence of "sight" slipped into mine,
And slithered back out from between my teeth. 

I'd assumed too much: pondering precedes neither the sights nor sight.

Into us they...

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From the dawn of our existence
Light glistening through the trees
I sensed a calming presence
I bent down on my knees

Within my ears I heard a voice
No person could I see
It was saying I had a choice
In what my life would be

I have a path prepared for...

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A voice inside my soul is my trusted inhibition
Yet, how often I aspire to indulge a pleasure
Inclined to engage in some frivolous volition,
When I am reminded of a greater treasure.
A still, small voice inside calls me to consider,
To weigh the ultimate reward of my frivolity,
Prudent...

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