Best Twin Poems
I believe in twin souls,
not soulmate a twin has a
connection that can
never be broken....
Lasting through all
lifetimes
They just fit and
belong together....
You can't fight the
pull you two share....
You will know when your
twin soul is near, because
the souls cry out to each
other when they feel the
others energy....
As if a part of yourself
had been laying dormant
until they awaken each
other and instantly there is a
magnetic pull between the two
They will beckon to each other
compelling you to reach out.....
You hope the other can feel it too,
so you approach cautiously....
testing to see If they do
and you talk....
You will be amazed at the
things you two have In common....
Things that seemed unimportant
before now you see it's all part
of your connection you share....
There is always a chance
you two met too soon
and the other body has other
obligations and you cannot
fault them or perhaps
they were
not ready yet.....
You see it's ok at least
you have
just realized you have
one waiting
You have made it past
the worst part ......
You now know what has
always been missing......
Now you can stop spending
life looking for a soulmate
when that is
not what is greatest....
Twin souls belong together
and if this lifetime wasnt
right then in the next one....
But until that time comes to be.....
they are who you long for...
Who you dream of....
Who you long to hold you
tight within their embrace...
They are who you associate
true happiness with....
Your true mate.....
Your true twin.....
Your perfect fit in every lifetime.......
They are your true twin soul.....
YOUR ONE TRUE LOVE......
Another old one
held her heart, thinking of stars
he shouldn’t have trusted his sight…
it was my twin, he embraced~
awkward tale of lust..
Twin Flames
one flame flickers blue
as love awakes a journey
connecting a friend
as red flame sparks holding hands
tame harmony remains “Love”
te amo
holding each other
our own little universe
communicating
in a language all our own
burning one unified flame
jet ’aime
flickering flame sings
orange green red blue one soul
passionate love grows
candle ignites luminous
holding my heart existence
I love you
3/4/2016
I love you in Spanish, te amo and France, Jet ’aime
Poetry Contest :Twin Flames
Sponsored by: Nayda Ivette Negron
The Adjective Twin: A Poem of Pain
I am "presumptuous" -- and with my brother, "arrogant"
we are the adjective twin of "gentle" blame
of "gentle" wounding, of "gentle" continued "colonization"
constantly in an "unconscious" search for unsuspecting names to attach to,
so that we can remain collectively unconscious of our shadows.
We were born (and are constantly re-born)
from the culturally "unconscious" womb of (even "progressive") white privilege,
with the help of "pre-judgment" the midwife who abhors "decolonization."
And heed this warning: We do NOT like mirrors, because clear mirrors tell
(at an uncomfortable-making non-white-privileged "pace" of needed transformation)
the kind of "decolonization" truths that inconveniently bring to consciousness "well-intentioned" unconscious "Orientalisms,"
("Truths" that could potentially flourish into "Reconciliation" healing--IF allowed mirror-full-ness);
and these kinds of truth make my brother and I really (mostly "unconsciously") uncomfortable,
because we don't resonate with mirrors, with reflection,
'cause rather than truthfully being "set free"
we like to be comfortable in our privilege.
When we, the adjective twin attach ourselves to unsuspecting names
(who expect standards that befit real civility, real nonviolence, real caring)
Mother Earth's mirrors of tearful eyes break in 1,001 pieces of feel-goodist "progressive" self-deception,
that "gently" kill peace--on Earth.
Don't blame us, though,
(and definitely, but "gently" DO silence the wailing sirens of inconvenient awakening)
because we are the adjective twin,
and the "progressive" harm we cause is ever so "gentle" and "well-intentioned," you see?
By: Moji Agha (Mojtaba Aghamohammadi)
Monday, March 26, 2018
Boulder, Colorado
"Spiritual Narrative"
After life began, appeared “Evil Twin” mind’s obvious sin
‘Evil’ naught of nothing, using the power of love’s “something”
Giving rise to evil self, far to left, image of self
Love created, but mind deviated, it’s love abated
Love’s logic created Soul, but I am so bold, left heart’s gold
Lost in a wilderness mind, became the Soul of evil twin
Lost in it’s philosophies, mind’s logic of complexities
Has philosophically debated, Love that created
Saying, ‘how can this Love be the reality of me
I shall exalt above, this creation of heaven’s Love’
But crucifixion of mind regains Love’s self in time
As the mind is refined, Soul is re-aligned, with Love’s vine
Man’s discoveries, pieces of the recoveries, of true self
As pieces of the mind crucified, must learn to abide
From Love light’s truth cannot hide, reality has not lied
Being one with reality, God true technicality
Evil self is naught, except, in a mind of worldly thoughts
Live of your mind if your will, create life’s bitter pill
Your bitter pill will not spill, into Sacred Heart’s will
This proverb is proverbial, `Tis non swerve able
Within one’s love, one must abide, for on death’s cross it was tried
Also mind must abide, for on the cross was proven it lied
Death and life was set before, human mind to explore
To show evil twin, death’s sin, just no way for death to win
Make a tree good or make a tree evil, for is by man’s choice
Lie on God if your will, lie `Tis your own bitter pill’
`Tis by your own choice, by your own voice, `Good or Evil’
Death failed, life’s tree stands still, on yonder hill, alive and well
12-25-09 johnmosesfreeman@yahoo.com
Thrice I found you burnt to ashes
Withered and alone, I sewed on patches
Ideal soulmate, destiny had spoken
Nurturing your fragility, torn and broken
Fawning passion, your features ravishing
Lingering kisses, two bodies lavishing
Adjoined in desire, our fire illuminated
Memorizing every inch, enthralled and jaded
Exquisite devotion to my beloved James
Sacred vows between two twin flames
Date Written: March 1, 2016
Two
candles
melt away
fragrantly as
twin flames above them
mirror one another
in a bright dance of passion.
The wax bodies fade away, but
love’s scent beautifully lingers as
the steadfast flames burn slowly down to die.
Long ago they met
a night filled with sweet romance
igniting two flames
life took them separate ways
fire cooled, dwindled to embers
sparks flew once again
when fate threw them together
rekindling the fire
cherished love led to marriage
twin flames burned: deep in each heart
:___________________:
March 3, 2016
Twin Flames: Nayda
Twin Flames
Twin flames of couple's fiery glow
come close together, soon to show
the surge of passions, and bestow
emotions that combine and grow
to feed their embers burning slow.
Strong flowing currents charge the flame;
glow in the light of passion's game.
Soon fanned and fed by fuel, acclaim
the gift they know as love by name,
and hearts of each with joy proclaim.
Emboldened hearts combine to share;
surrender fears, lay each soul bare.
Two hearts on fire, as one, to care,
merge now to meld, a bonded pair...
unite their flames and love declare.
Sandra M. Haight
~4th Place~
Contest: Tell Me A Story
Sponsor: Brenda Chiri
Judged: 10/31/2018
~3rd Place~
Premiere Contest: Contest 210
Sponsor: Brian Strand
Judged: 09/25/2016
~1st Place~
Contest: Twin Flames
Sponsor: Nayda Ivette Negron
Judged: 03/13/2016
Would we love a baby’s laugh
if we never heard it scream?
Would we grasp reality
without the vision or the dream?
Would the brightness of the sunrise
mean as much without the night?
Would the trophy from the victory
mean as much without the fight?
Do we appreciate the inside
after being locked without?
Does the shadow of the unknown
help us grasp what life’s about?
Would we ever feel the joy
if we never felt the pain?
Loved the warmth of sunshine
if it wasn’t for the rain?
When the darkest times of sorrow
on our path came bearing down
Did it not define the joyfulness
that later we have found?
If never were we down
would we then not know what’s up?
If once we tasted dregs
would we lift another cup?
If never did we die
then never would we live
Most likely would we miss
what life would like to give
So one defines the other
on this path that we will go
Life is all about…
the twin scenario
David Kettler
Written 9/22/10
“Hope floats from purple petals to ebony buds” —Silent One
Scents of jasmine overwhelm boldly
along the granite trail made from ebony buds.
Under Jupiter June’s skyline orbits an alignment
enhancing deeper blue tones on earth’s surface.
Infinite rows of resplendently scented
purple petals grace the image I am told.
Transported by it, my assignment.
Luscious lavender suffuses the soul
with its zest, doing what lavender does.
Tuning into the mind’s emotional unrest,
Slows and unwinds taming the tempest.
Tales abound of an endless Gemini Garden
found near a fairy chimney~a limestone cave carved out
by water encompassed by blooms of deep purple flora.
Byzantium blues and violet berries from the Juniper trees,
I am crushing on it, but musing on never
laying eyes upon such an elysian presence.
Into the distance I trek, rushing each eager step.
I shall explore the garden I’ve come to adore
and its inhabitants, decedents of Pollux and Castor.
From the aurora realms ascends the Queenfisher
of the bluebird bloodline, her plumes of black lace glide wild.
Lily of the valley plays with her daughter Hope.
Lilac, one of the heavenly twins will soon come along.
Hope ignites the sphere with a sunshine smile
Flutters her wings, those of an Indigo child.
Serenely she sings a birdsong's ballad.
”A Twin in Heaven”
Exactly 12 days short
of two weeks, and
thoughts of losing
you fails to escape me.
Debating if perhaps-
all the while,
a test solely for me?!
A test-
proving if my strength
can not emerge
to weak?!
A test-
to leave behind
the visual effects
of your flesh that night
in hopes it no longer
torments me?!
Or…
A test-
to see who’s reaching
the Pearly Gates first…
you or me?!
Sigh…(Crying)
Well twin—41 years,
2 months and 12 days…
you finally surpassed me.
My only request…
is for you to save a spot in line for me.
INK-U-SCRIPT
Pace, G
April 4, 2025
The twin flames meetings
Link the synchronizations
That lead to the paths
When souls coalesce in one
Cognizing the other half
3-1-2016
Secluded Lovers Nest.
.
Alone as one in our secluded nest
Made of love to be forever together
Heart to heart and heaven blessed
Lost in the cozy moment
Giving and sharing awakening blissful kisses
And sweet tender caress
.
Eliciting a deep flow of warm emotions
And exquisite mounting sensations
Freedom to express what mere words cannot express
With teasing strokes and loving touches
Increasing tension to a satisfying liberation
.
Silver trails planted upon a sensitive yielding
Smooth receptive sensitive landscape
The secret garden tendered
As two bodies rive with pleasure
And weave in the midst of a firry lake
Assenting to a higher place
Only twin flames can venture
Few travel with the sweetest pain
Upon such a thrilling sensual adventure
.
The waves of hungered passion
Now as a placid lake
Warm embers still aglow
The lavish feast now satisfied
Wrapped up safe in each other's tender arms
Pecks and butterfly kisses
And the glazed look of love
In my lover's eyes
.
She gently nuzzles her lovely head upon my bare chest
I stroke her cascading fragrant tresses
With loving fingers of heartfelt tenderness
I tell her how much I love and cherish
The angel by my side
Two kindred souls and entwined hearts
Brought together by devine providence
My world my life my one and only faithful bride.
.
Peter Dome©2020.
Felt you coming to take the breath right out of me
Replaced; with your soft essence reflectivity
You are my mirror of fire, my heart's twin flame
Had I never come about you in this life; I would never be the same
A constant will, for you to be happy; is my shining rubidium
Your guidance led me too; challenging my life's intrinsical; idiom
I am a better version of myself; my souls beloved reflection
A shimmering example of needing belief; in you retrospection
You are my synchronicity; our connection once filled with joyful mimicry
If my life had never come about you, I'd never be the same internally
We were not meant to burn down for eternity in a soulmates; candelabra
Our separations design happens; before, irremediable palabra
White sheets; sturdy sticks, each of us holding on tight, with one hand as we surrender
We may later ask why, but the conclusion; our surrendered ends, are the answer
Hope you see the growing forgiveness, I found in you; understanding all of me
An awakening of peace; we could only know, all ways setting each other free