Best Reclaiming Poems

No one has the power to make you feel worthless
- so show them just that.
You’ve held that blade,
carving doubt into your skin,
like graffiti scrawled over your spirit,
letting others rule your heart
while you sat at rock bottom,
a prisoner to their judgments.
But the moment you rise,
you reclaim...

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They stood poised to rise like sons
A collective of kindred spirits to wars
From this squadron pose they chose
They rose to face their foes

Arise like thorns from bulbs arose
Thrust their blades into their souls
Of war cries and the songs of idols
Their fears worn like sculls on...

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Reclaiming my time

18 years spent wasting away
I’m a lost scavenger every new day
Time spent searching desperately
For new eyes to help me see
The key that will lock away the disease
I’ll probably never live a life at ease

Reclaiming my time

Time spent running around
When I should have stayed...

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I'm reclaiming my throne
I don't have to take yo s__t
Forget what you thought you knew
And what you heard I did
Because I am not confined to a set place or time
Nor a date or a set state of mind
I'm back, back with a vengance
Never surrendered, Never...

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Little steps towards solitude 
Inner eye feasts on control
When small belief is penitent, impetuous 
Growing doubt buried

Rise from the shackles of fury
Reclaim the lost goal...

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As we’ve grown, our joy has shrunk
and into despair soul’s sunk,
with head and heart in conflict,
constantly by conscience pricked.

Entrapped by desire and fear,
to us it is now quite clear,
that mere objects cannot yield,
pure bliss that makes us feel healed.

The way we then choose to start,
is...

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It is time we start reclaiming America again,
by opposing sexual depravity and sin.

Upon christian values this country was founded,
however it seems the voice of opposition has sounded.

All mention of God has been taken out of our schools,
which now makes praying against the rules.

Eliminating God was...

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Your beauty intoxicates me, like some one slipped me love potion.
Trying to build a bond, on a foundation of devotion.
I get lost in your eye's, float on clouds of emotion, your bigger then these words, 
your poetry in motion.
You've got my heart racing, whether near...

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What is this strange place, we find ourself in 
Conscience deadened, embrace frigid, God hidden 
Trapped in the open, we are yet free within
Love suggestion, compassion but we do not as bidden 

Head and heart misaligned, earth entity suffers
Lower mind reigns, this gift of life...

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Some see a scrubby, stunted wood;
the pure heart sees a pond.
A vision cast into the could -
the gift to look beyond…

And though the plan has not converged
quite fully in my head,
I simply can’t resist the urge
to rend, uproot, and shred.

Reclaiming bits of Eden, I
clear out...

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As mind-body grows, our soul knows,
truth of being, so gently flows
but then fears and desires bemuse,
so inner light no longer glows.

Succumbing to lower mind’s ruse,
we strive and toil, both win and lose 
but seeing how fickle heart sways,
such antics no longer amuse.

Choosing one day, to...

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in this realm of fierce predators
name of the game: domination
out of place here seem love laced souls
blissful in staid meditation 

consciousness caged, heart contracted
as delusion of grandeur boasts
fanning fires of feral instinct
humans wander earth like lost ghosts

love’s the flame that glows in darkness
pausing the cause...

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“Drop mind use heart truth’s then known ~
We’re love and light all home grown”
      ~ quote by poet


This form though dust is an urn 
To grow in love soul dwells here
Mind thinks heart loves can they merge
We know death looms...

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Made in God’s image, we are living light,
deep truth scriptures affirm time and again
but since ego has clouded inner sight,
lustful desires have not been to rest lain,
so we dwell in darkness, crouching in fright,
bound head to foot to a delusion-chain.
Silence shows the way how to...

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Do you remember ever holding your deeds.? Paper
Links to real estate freehold' an epitome; one seed.'
Of human independance.? Be that what it may be? In
A bundle of actions' often tersely displayed dotted
Lines on draughtsmans paper-like a greaseproof affair'
Pages upon pages quite a bundle i declare.'...

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