Best Mysticism Poems

Deep uninterrupted meditations
Thoughts and imaginations going way deep
Through galaxies and celestial habitations
Failing to make the slightest of sounds as they creep

Seeking acquaintance with an omniscient being
An unprecedented level of closeness
With a Father never seen
And a Creator of unthinkable mysteries...

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In this wicked den of society, there will be no eradication
of meanness and ignorance.
With sore and bleeding evidence.
Mankind will endeavor to manage to violate
God's will with debauchery and licentious behavior.
For it is in the heart of the righteous that glorifies our Lord and Savior.
It is...

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i will probably die before you know the truth
before something original ever passes through my lips
about how you’re a ripple in the space-time continuum
a montage of things that isn’t supposed to exist together
a bismuth crystal wrapped in tattered bags
you’re kitsch to me
is it selfish to...

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PLEASE DON'T ASK ME FOR I DO NOT KNOW
I CAN'T TELL YOU WHAT MAKES THE ROSE GLOW
I KNOW SHE LOVES THE RAIN
AND THE THUNDER AND LIGHTENING SHE CAN'T EXPLAIN

ALL I KNOW IS I'LL NEVER GET CLOSE ENOUGH TO TOUCH HER PETALS SO SOFT
BUT WHEN I...

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Mystical harp's music
Glides passionately
Across the green, rocky land
Near Tara's halls where
Mysteries of the past
Are felt like ghosts
Hovering and protecting the land
Of St. Patrick and St. Brigid....

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Stipulations of mild stripy animals can be seen even in a misted monument. As money is a molestation and global percentages is often hazardous. Such jeopardy in high ranking offices. Wow. Penalisation of a queue of poor is a sour and act of radicalised clerics...

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Year 1488
Daring to hide it in verses and score,
Mother Shipton predicted her scrolls would not be understood until years after her body’s release.
Read aloud by an educated nephew, almost five decades after they were protected by a family of peace.
She may have been burned at...

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Human beings are natural mystics.
And irrational characteristics
often lead us astray,
keeping logic at bay.
Satan tempts us with facts and statistics....

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I found my love in granules,
In father of manuals,
On 13th of annual,
In teacher of Samuel.

I am drunk, still awake to drink his elixir of love.
I pass out, and return to life like flying dove.
In his literature, I am the best of the buff.
In lonely cold...

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I dreamed I was hanging out with Darroll near the train station. We entered a prison cafeteria and ate lunch. Then we looked in a junk store and I found two really cool vintage iron tools which I gave Darroll for his rusty iron tool...

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Her inner knowing 
kept her apart from the others
not that she was better
but she was hyper vigilant
more aware of their dangers
she sensed their meanness

being an empath 
boded well 
being a healer and an empath
was a double whammy
she felt more strongly than many others
She had to...

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Money protect Me, for i am of money 
Power protect all your children who love You 
may it be always, that we remain one 
till’ all accounts settle, and we transform into none

passion for poem, wanton weakness in words 
I am nothing 
like anything 
you...

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Meer Bai (1498-1546) was a Hindu mystic, musician, poet, and saint. She was born to a royal house, but gave up all privilege to live as a beggar, singing of her true love Krishna along the byways and in the marketplace. I have adapted two...

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Stonehenge sang to me.

                                   Singing stone-age ancestors.

    ...

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Mystic dancer in the firelight,
spinning, swirling as her soul takes flight,
chasing spirits on an astral plane
and catching them to call by name.

Perspiration beads on her skin,
arms spread like wings of her peregrine,
bracelets jingle and scatter light
and she dances late into the night.

Drummers beat out a...

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