Best Introspective Poems

Same within.Introspection of Sea Change

08/06/2016
Lemuel Griffiths
aka
Lem Gunn




Fiercest of battles above my head,
Same within.
 
Blue battling the grey,
'Never ending turmoil throughout time.

''I coulda' saved her, 
Kept her sane., 

Love is strange'' .., I told him.., concluded, 
The promenade train tooted, I repeated..,
His face didn't change.

I looked...

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My life has travelled roads less taken, 
a tumbleweed, east, west, north and south, 
all around the world.
Sprouting, enticing horizons beckoned, 
each just as fair, opened to discover
by youthful emancipation from entangled roots.
Never an answer to who my grown up would be, 
endless opportunities, challenges...

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Introspective Agony



  Shattering all the imagery, my mirrored visions lost inside
              Catapulting out the memories I should've never left behind
           ...

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A vision into what we know that never comes to pass.
A dream inside a dream that just runs out of gas.
The future changed direction and decided to turn round.
And silent hazy mornings are all that we have found.

Another day to chase away what doesn't come...

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Since a girl-
I have been sensitive
      hiding behind mother was my place to be
my eyes were deep pools of sadness
            brown swirls of sorrow
words said effected me too much
...

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When I look back at all the things
..That I have seen and done, 
When I take stock, evaluate
..What I have lost and won, 
When I recall my wanderings
..Through time and place and thought - 
I feel I can with sureness state
..I've lived the life I...

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When, how and where exactly did my youth go?
I look at my reflection, experiences are etched 
Upon my face, as if an artist's unseen hand,
Unknown, unfelt by me has worked and sketched
My memories. Laughter, sometimes pain, lines are fanned
Out from my eyes, troughs in once...

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He got lost in the maze of his own past
He stands after an indescribable adventure
Massive man, a storyteller, with tales to share
His tone is realistic, and his words scatter
Fear His memories ring real to youthful ears

It's a peaceful fresh day outside
On a majestic high hill...

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Monsters lurk in dark corners of my mind;
fueling hate and raw, primal urges.
And adept at guile, cunning, and finesse,
they're invisible; thus invincible.

Preachers fishing for the souls of sinners;
use paradise as an alluring bait.
But a faith that is tainted by untruths;
retains the pungent aftertaste of lies.

Sane...

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What’s needed now is pure honesty.
Transparency, please transparency.
What good is there in an illusion?
It will lead to a false conclusion.

Must I inquire of you like a sleuth?
To ever hope to receive the truth.
Even a near truth is still a lie.
A change is needed before we...

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Sometimes we can go all our lives seeing something without really having any insight into what we are seeing. For instance, hands in prayer position.  Because they are praying we assume people will put their  hands flat together.  It looks very neat...

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My shadow keeps me company
I’m friendly with the shade
It will never abandon me
Or let me be afraid

It conceals my feelings
And always lets me hide
Keeping in the thoughts
So nothing leaks outside

You might find it cold
The way I blankly stare
But I’m working through emotions
When it looks like...

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Stumbling through existence
having passive days and active nights
your happiness a facade 
contemplate promises were made 
wonder are they kept safe
but past is a cloud of haze
don't look any further don't turn your face
it was dawn when i met u it'll be dusk when we call...

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I looked to the trees and first saw the crow
When it called out it’s voice sounded coarse
He stared for a second, but then flew away
And I followed on foot because I could not fly
I hurried after that small speck of black
Along a tiny woodsy path

But...

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The pearl lay
In the half shell
The oyster paid and was spent

The bird fell
From the sky
Shackled to a fishing tackle ascent

The beach stretched
To the loneliest point
Where infinity was met

The man sank
In an ocean of regret
Forgetting what his life meant

And I stayed
Wondering where
My rhythm went


September 2018...

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