Best Innermost Poems
What Lies Within
“What is this strange place we find ourselves in
Trapped in the open, we are free within?”
Ideas, like the ocean, there’s no end in sight
Yet shared among peers may bring panic, no light.
Our hearts, how they dance to such symphonic sounds
Our bodies rejected and kept within bounds.
Yearning to scatter our innermost thoughts
Restrained by the chains of a world never sought.
Can we escape this unchosen venue?
Perhaps empathy might change our world’s view…
Submission for: The Matrix Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Unseeking Seeker
Date Written: 04-06-22
Categories:
innermost, anxiety, emotions, feelings, freedom,
Form:
Couplet
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Poetically see...me...
On top of a rock reaching my limits.
The luminous sky awakening my eerie thoughts.
A reflection of oneself cascading on this black void-which many prefer to be called a lake in the darkest of nights.
Where I stand is where I'll be
out by the lake on a rock, is that a tree?
With my horrid eyesight I get to only see
the reflecting on my innermost thoughts
glorified by the beauty of this scenery.
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Categories:
innermost, appreciation, assonance, beauty, cheer
Form:
Free verse
Suppose I tell you all my innermost secrets
Lay my soul bear before you without fear,
Will you respect what confidence merits
Consider the trust I placed in you as dear?
Knowing I have shared with you my hurt
Suppose I tell you all my innermost secrets,
Having come to you for needed comfort
A favored friendship among all my outlets.
Nothing is so sacred as sharing our regrets,
As laying bear our most personal intimacies
Suppose I tell you all my innermost secrets
We have always conversed with such ease.
Will you think me less for unveiling my soul
Not seeking for how your mind interprets,
But wanting our comradeship to be whole
Suppose I tell you all my innermost secrets.
Written June 25, 2022
Categories:
innermost, confidence, trust, truth,
Form:
Quatern
Within the depths of my very being
Resides a soul that is all seeing
With truth and strength it gently leads
A reflection of love so boundless and free
One night I felt the calling light
Within my mind, under my skin
The soul reaching out to my mind
To beckon me to this shrine within
We light a sacred incense,
to warm up our innermost light
To serve our senses so well
To melt all that which divides
To get through this eternal hell
To take us up to greater heights
In the realm where dreams take flight,
A love emerges, shining so bright
The divine love for my higher self
Unveiling the bigger picture to help
In awe of all the wonders in its eyes
I try to catch my breath
A glimpse from the future delights
Of cosmic oceans widespread
We light a sacred incense,
to warm up our innermost light
To serve our senses so well
To melt all that which divides
To get through this eternal hell
To take us up to greater heights
An embodiment of the divine will
Transcending eternally above syncing twills
with every step, i draw closer still
wisdom in chaos with my heart fulfilled
Categories:
innermost, good night, imagination, innocence,
Form:
Rhyme
As burning within your light I see the darkness put to flight I was a glowing ember by night Your matchless breath kindles love ignites Encircling sway left and right You keep me on the path so bright Glorious though cloven we unite Burning together again in this epic fight The only alsoran is the dark night Fleeing defeated from our sight John Beam for By Candle Light contest
Categories:
innermost, allegory, inspirational, life, love,
Form:
Monorhyme
Needing rest from debilitating rigors of life?
I’m the blessed joy at the core of your heart…
offering divine mirth of wondrous delight
assuaging blood pressure-surge ---
Engage with earnestly me as you pray to God
and see your countenance beaming with bliss!
Tormented by despair
wrecking your night, haunted with guilt??
I’m the granted pardon at the crust of your conscience…
confounding you by my mercy and truth
aiding you to confess your sins against reality check---
Regard me soberly, while in full trust* you cling to Christ
and receive victorious freedom along forgiveness!!
Escaping from fears
robbing you of serenity’s engulfment
gripping your mind around nagging angst???
I’m the assured peace at the abyss of your soul…
as promised by the Scriptures
ready to thwart your miseries---
Claim me humbly from the Saviour
and ascend toward praise-driven worship fervency!!!
Constantly constrained for earnest service
while prodded against selfish vain
as you struggle from arrogance
to withstand temptations, trying your fortitude????
I’m the divine nature at the innermost of your faith…
miraculously transforming you from carnality
vanquishing doubts, prayerlessness, unbelief---
Yield to me in your surrender to the Holy Spirit
and live triumphantly for the Sovereign God Who loves you!!!!
*Psalm 118:8 It is better to trust in the LORD than to put confidence in man.
June 19, 2020
8th place, "Your Best Free Verse That You Wrote" Premier Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Chantelle Anne Cooke; judged on 6/19/2020.
Categories:
innermost, christian, devotion, faith, god,
Form:
Free verse
By Erastus "Popyeny" Shipuleni
The heart is the Island inside me and you.
It speaks the language of its own, have its own way of doing reacting.
It feeds on whatever..., what is that whatever?
The five basic senses of a human life, namely, touch, sight, hearing, smell, and taste.
It is easily angered, quick to forget and humble to forgive.
Its storage capacity is unlimited, now, & then release anger and frustration, yet it's actually longing for peace and harmony.
If it could be possible for one to know what the heart is made of! Know what make it tick!
One would be able to read and understand the heart logic, then, peace will be granted among all of us.
The reality is that one heart is an Island that one must develop to meet one desire.
What language does the heart speak, then?
As I am thirsty, to empty my desire to speak with the heart any time desire.
Which sound does the heart hear too, for me also to hear, to be able to transact?
My soul!!!
Speak to the heart to let me in!
May I enter through the world of thought running in the heart, or is the heart running and raising its own marathon?
My Heart!
Allow me in whatever you are going through.
Hence, Knock, knock, knock at my heart door!
Who's knocking? The heart asks.
It's me your innermost soul friend (Subconscious-mind),
Come-in, my innermost soul friend, ...
The truth is when.
* The heart speaks to the subconscious-mind, innermost soul friend listens and respond.
* Ability to hear the hearts’ innermost soul language.
* Resulting in the subconscious-mind filter and recording what is known as personal character.
Categories:
innermost, art, care, change, education,
Form:
Free verse
Ah! It’s soul quiet here today.
Thinking about all minds humming,
In glorious freedom as they may.
My soul at peace, like guitar strumming
Spring, summer,approach on tip-toe
My cat’s breath across my thighs
Blessed in life’s boat, no need to row.
Just, drink tea, contemplate God’s wondrous sky.
3/17/2022
Categories:
innermost, how i feel, peace,
Form:
Rhyme
If corrupt decide,
Corrupt wherever he goes,
Full blooded inside.
Categories:
innermost, corruption, evil, metaphor, perspective,
Form:
Haiku
When I feel downhearted and full of loss with life,
gone astray, hopeless, adrift, and a cast away;
and I feel my heart has been stabbed deep with a knife,
when my thinking is dismay and my days are gray;
I go to a spiritual place and space,
to ponder my innermost voices and embrace;
I fold back my memories to find some grace,
and in soul searching meditation my history- trace.
And within I observe a journey of fallen dreams,
but also see my triumph and courage to survive;
for I have climbed from devastation many times it seems,
and with strength risen from pits of sorrow to stay alive;
so, when I feel my existence falling to despair,
I go inside to contemplate and my tears bare;
and I remove thoughts of defeat with a prayer,
and humble my human pride- for the Lord to share.
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October 28, 2020
Poetry/Rhyme/Innermost Musing
Copyright Protected, ID 10-1298-519-28
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Written for the Premier contest, Inward Reflections
sponsor, Chantelle Anne Cooke, Judged 11/1/20
Third Place
Categories:
innermost, introspection,
Form:
Rhyme
L-onely night is gone,
A-pril seventeenth day;
A-fter the shadows fade,
R-ising sun emits its ray.
N-ew beautiful morning
I-s brought to the view;
E-vergreen meadow greets the early drop of dew.
F-ind inspiration from words
A-nd free verses penned;
J-ust read between the lines
A-nd your joy is without end.
R-ewrite them in your mind,
D-o the same into your heart;
O-de of mine shall be imprinted into your innermost part.
Categories:
innermost, birthday,
Form:
Acrostic
Listen to the voice speaking your innermost thoughts...
Experience the joy of a stimulating energy flow...
Place your hand over the heart...
Feel all that is meant for you...
Categories:
innermost, blessing, emotions, feelings, heart,
Form:
Quatrain
sorely around you
I press my heart beats such less
my lungs breath breathes air
~
the fragrant instilled
Father's daughter come here so
that I may love you
~
convinced of the taste
of your tender hearts beats sweet
sorely around you
~
present presence prized
from inward out I'm in love
with your essence such
11/28/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Categories:
innermost, analogy, confidence, cute love,
Form:
Haiku
I am a false face.
They think they know me.
They don’t.
They see only what I show them.
Me. One of them.
There are different me’s, different faces.
I am a false person.
I show what I think they want to see,
Reflecting the perfect me.
For them.
I will show them what they expect, not what I am.
What I am is only inside.
No one knows about that me.
Sometimes not even me.
I see the me’s society sees,
Not the ones I care about.
Too ashamed to show.
That’s what I am.
Too afraid to show the me that’s on the inside, outside.
They will judge. They can’t help it.
It’s just their nature.
To judge the oddities, the outcasts.
So I wear a different face.
Some elements of me. My loves, my hates.
But not my expression.
I’m an outcast here, too.
But only because they forget me.
Not because they judge me.
It’s better this way.
Maybe finally I will understand myself.
All the me’s.
Maybe they will all serve a different function for me. Me’s.
Maybe I’m complete as I am. Or not.
They all have a different answer, the me’s.
The one that really matters, the innermost me, I cannot hear.
I will listen until I do.
Categories:
innermost, identity, image, me, words,
Form:
Free verse
Innermost
I have felt them there
Thoughts alive
Through nature
Very spirit of my heart
My thoughts focus proud
Form: Shadorma 3/5/3/3/7/5
Entrant into ^Rick Parise 's "A Verse In Your Book Of Incandesent Thoughts" contest
3/15/2012
Categories:
innermost, life, nature,
Form:
Shadorma