Best Subconscious Poems

Wading In Coolest Streams Of Subconscious Delights

Often I wish my life had been a lost feather,
blowing up high within a sea swept moaning gale.
Lost but quite content in such furious weather
spirit justly weighted upon a cosmic scale.
Often this young heart seeks even greater release
wading in...

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layers of sunsets
embrace my heart
the spirit never forgets
emotional works of art
                   slowly fading light
             ...

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The beat of the music is knocking from the radio.
It tries to enter her subconscious but the door there won't open. 
She has to finish the lunches; then vacuum; sponge the kitchen floor
 And now it's time to go to the gym. 
She does this...

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She visits in my dreams,
A place that I love to go,
For when my body is sleeping;
My subconscious starts to show.

She is not the same as when I’m awake,
She is fierce and unafraid; 
She watches over the pillows,
Where my head is soundly laid. 

She has wings...

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LOVE OF THE SUBCONSCIOUS MIND

Lost was that gift none can ever replace,
that gift come from the Divine,
a love in the subconscious mind.
Angels wept for joy, for my love and I,
for what we were and had combined.
Each from each to each other and no other,
each in...

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Cold shadows form
Blacker bars from locked window
Fall upon the remaining light and I
Wake caged memories as animals
Metaphors arouse the senses
Silence louder grips regret
And all I can do
Is think to run
But, instead I again hold on tighter
To my waning sanity
No signs insist on warning
Moments like rocks...

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I was walking a lonely road ,
my shadow as my only companion .
Suddenly , I heard a crack quite brute
the sound of probably a rusty boot .

I paused right at my track
and looked from where came the crack
and as I turned and watched my back...

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How about the woman!
His voice suddenly full of venom
You know the one I speak of
Let's commence her to squealin
It's just a dream you know
You are king of justification
Let's ravage this little beauty
And give her an education

No!!! I quickly scream
Never will I betray her
It's the most...

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Parent-like, I looked at my past and the Resolutions
 once made.
In doing so I asked myself: "What are Resolutions
anyway"?
Are they initial Collections of thoughts, plans, 
Plots, fine proposals, investments and more,
That were all carefully thought out but gradually 
came to naught?

Still thinking, I strolled off...

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Dark night, cold rain
you and I standing there
beyond our understanding
the ocean our domain

in front of it we shiver
trying to decipher

Subconscious mind is showing us
the dream has taken over us
what is the meaning of the signs
Have we met in another life?

CARLOS MONGRUT
2013...

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subconscious coma

borrowed feelings
betrayed wisdom
abused intellect
stolen thoughts
discarded emotions
a subconscious coma
lost in the stratosphere
of humanities collective conscience
manipulating the laws of the universe
at war with the mystic
exploding ego's lost in stars
to be recycled
endlessly
forever...

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Lord I beseech Thee : Take me Home
I tire of the Sorrows in LIFE
Joy eludes me ; except in POEM
I Truly miss my Beloved  : WIFE

But I am here, and SHE is There
Lord I beseech Thee : Take me Home
In Heaven I’ll Live anywhere
Golden...

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(Gail's Note: Reply Email from Subby Conscience is the sequel to this.)

To: Subby Conscience
From: gadeb@zzzsmail.com
Re: Communication between You and Me
Date: February 4, 2012

Why isn't it easy to call you at will?
Couldn't I just Twitter or email you until
You provide the answer in clear, solid terms
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REM(Gail's note: This is the sequel to the Email to Subby Conscience poem.)

To: gadeb@zzzsmail.com
From: Subby Conscience
Re: Communication between You and Me
Date: February 14, 2012

While I sneak  and scheme in your chaotic REM
I am doing nothing more than being a friend.

Those dream-swirls and ‘mare-tugs purge...

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There lay no death down below,
Endless oblivion, the song of the bone,
A path towards nowhere, where stories unfold,
The visions of the dead, a memory untold.

Ancient voices, sobbing at the door,
He who resisted, but could not ignore,
Soon subdued by the directive,
Humanity's entire subconscious collective...

Demons of times...

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