Best Restless Soul Poems

poems are the words that weave
that float above the clouds
they pierce the heart where hauntings live
to serve the fateful proud

should shadows fall upon the scene
to darken the amber light
poems read to heal the heart
will shorten the longing night

when mornings rise and eyes are still
when memories...

Continue reading...

Wandering feet never do know respite,
for wander they must, far as they might.
An unintended consequence,
husband, child, white picket fence.
There are places to be,
wondrous sights to see.
My restless soul,
never whole.
Scars made,
fade.
...

Continue reading...

floating on waves
my boat anchored in the bay
sunlight growing dim

to my restless soul
the sea played a lullaby
I joined in the song

reflecting on life
I suddenly felt serene
content with nature...

Continue reading...

I wake before the sun 
While the city sleeps
The moon awaits my call
And the night is there to greet
My soul is always restless
My heart is known to roar
And my mind always at peace
With golden wings at my door.
The pen appears in palm
Behold a woman with...

Continue reading...

Restless souls yearn for more
Immorality is their final score
For how do you last the years
Does it temper your lasting fears

Do you worry about judgment 
When your life is weighed for what it’s meant
For each of us has failed sometime
Would the outcome be judged as kind

For...

Continue reading...

Restless soul what do you seek
Not resting as you search to keep
The things that complete your life
Always wanting sugar and spice

Eternally you continue to strive
Not to be alone or unsatisfied
The sour notes found in your journey
Will not curry you in your story.
© Paul Warren Poetry...

Continue reading...

By Imran Ahmed 

A Man Runs Wild Fierce And Proud
Head Held High Lost In The Crowd,

Chasing Dreams Too Far To Hold
Like Rain That Slips Through Fingers Cold,

A Dog Behind A Moving Wheel
Blind To Truth Deaf To Appeal,

It Runs And Runs But All In Vain
The Chase...

Continue reading...

In the twilight of existence, where shadows whisper secrets to the restless soul,
Man seeks to escape himself in myth, weaving tales to hide his truth,
By any means at his disposal, he dances on the edge of oblivion,
Drugs, alcohol, or lies, each a mask to hide...

Continue reading...

Eventually, many centuries have passed 
In the hopeless desire to uncover 
This hidden pain. 

And, in the shower of unpredictable love 
The barren land of my restless soul
Will nourish again.

Maybe today or tomorrow, the blank pages
Of the unwritten book will shine
With pearl-like words. 

Along with,...

Continue reading...

In secret gardens, far from sight, 
I shed the masks I wear in light. 
No eyes to judge, no voice to guide, 
Just whisper of the self inside. 

The whisper which wishes to reside in every heart, 
i am the resonating echo of that restless...

Continue reading...