Best Visualization Poems
Fantasy is hardly an escape from reality. It's a way of understanding it. Lloyd Alexander
Starlight shown on the WHIMSY Island.
So the well-equipped yacht berthed quietly
Into the small harbour. Afar, Greg saw a small inn.
It was in total darkness. Probably a total outage.
He decided to go to the inn and get some food,
But in the obscurity of the night, he hit a tree trunk
That had fallen in his path and hit his head.
Darkness engulfed him and he fell in a swoon.
Some animal was licking his face and a lovely fairy
Held his face up. Must be some HALLUCINATION.
He sat up questioning his IMAGINATION. Fairy?
Unicorn? His VISUALIZATION needed an explanation.
Fluttering her gossamer wings, Faye helped him up
And put him onto the unicorn. Yes, yes, he questioned..
Is this some REVERIE? Yet all three rose above the forest
Of green ashes with glow worms showing them the way,
and they landed in a glen, where a feast had been prepared.
Other fairies brought hot fruity milk and cinnamon bread.
Satiated, they danced and made merry with bells and wind chimes.
Until the first signs of sunrise shone in the sky.
All disappeared and Faye took Greg’s hand
And both flew towards the yacht that awaited them.
Whether this was a DREAM or not Greg cared not.
He drew Faye, nearer to him and together they kissed.
Stars weaved in a fantasy web as the moon shone bright.
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Categories:
visualization, adventure, dream, fairy,
Form:
Free verse
Your thoughts go a long way in determining your future
Positive thinking will allow you to portray your life in a way that only you can picture
Negativity creates a journey to unhappiness along the way
Banish those thoughts and your life will flourish I have to say
We can all become the person that we dream of being
Decide who you are in your mind, then put it out there for the world to see
Form a picture of the life you wish to create, then follow through
Visualization is a tool you must use to become the ideal you
Even while sleeping your dreams can help you to see what you can become
To be successful with anything you want to achieve, you must make it fun
First and foremost you must believe in yourself for any chance of success
Show that you are confident and try to manage your stress
We all have a lot to offer to make this world a better place
When you truly figure out who you are inside, let it out for society to embrace
Categories:
visualization, life, people,
Form:
Rhyme
"Fantasy creates an illusory domain. Riding on the wings of fantasy won't take you anywhere. But sure, it gives us mental relaxation and allows an interim break from the harsh realities of life" ~ By Poet
In the wee hours of a silent night,
In my sleep I dreamt a dream-
A lovely delightful whimsy dream
That took me to the land of love.
In my reverie, I had seen my prince before.
Now in my sleep, I saw him once again.
His contours, aflame with sparks of fire
His eyes, dewy with ardent love
His lips, quivering for a passionate kiss.
When I tried to draw his face closer,
Alas! he was no more there!
Was it hallucination or just visualization?
Now I know, the cruel dawn came down,
Sounding bugles across the hazy sky,
Spreading thick veils of separation
And tore his face from mine.
Come, Oh Night! Come once again
Driven in the chariot of darkness,
Flying swift on wings of imagination,
And bring him to the shelter of my arms
To wrap him in the warmth of my caresses,
To enfold him in the tangles of my tresses,
When the whole world in deep sleep lies.
Let me once more be blessed
With the dream of my heart’s delight,
And be lost in that magic spell
Of his enchanting, electric presence,
Which in the height of my passion
Was sullied by the light of dawn!
Categories:
visualization, beautiful, fantasy, imagination,
Form:
Free verse
Embryo formed.
Fetus became.
A girl baby I am.
My creator I do not know. Procreation states that ovum and sperm conceives. My question is how does this evolve – from God?
We are told there are ninety-nine names given to the omnipotent. Let us take
a walk.
Imagine a vision that all us possess of The Almighty.
He states, oh I know you call me God, the Lord, Jehovah.
Some call me Allah.
I tell you that all these names make no difference.
I am your creator.
The creatures of the Earth are animals.
The beings are my people.
You are of the greater intellect and animals’ spirituality is their understanding.
The world is ritualized to both.
Each knows their subsistence.
Affluence is all way of life divided for profusion.
Prey...
Work...
Both have no indifference to a certain extent.
I am of man and woman and I am the eyes of human.
Life will form for me within humanity.
Animal is part of this divinity.
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From this visualization, what knowledge did I received; that my creator is ovulation and conception. This is an ascertain principle that in the beginning my creator gave me life that formed within modern time.
Revised and edited August 30, 2018!
Categories:
visualization, allah, america, animal, arabic,
Form:
Free verse
The spirit or third eye is the center to see the world
Without it there is all pervading spiritual darkness.
We are truly spirits who occupy physical bodies
Without bodies couldn’t be a part of physical reality.
Boosts functions of perception, intuition, visualization
Its element light, the seat of the Soul, color indigo
The ability to see within and beyond the physical
Between eyebrows the tenth gate of inner realms.
In Hinduism one of the Lord Shiva of Trinity is three-eyed
It symbolizes spiritual knowledge and power or wisdom
Left eye the moon, right the sun and fire the third
Known to annihilate the evil activities in the physical world.
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Categories:
visualization,
Form:
Free verse
When you believe you can feel the magic in the air
Turn your inner thoughts into actions there is no time to spare
We can create all the joy and happiness in our lives we need
Remember we can find our hopes and dreams, we just need to plant the seeds
As the director of your life, you set the scenes you wish to create
Fill each day with an endless stream of love, it's never too late
Every day you should try and make it better than the last
The key to a successful life is not to dwell on the past
If you truly believe in yourself good things will surely come your way
Visualization is the key to getting what you desire, but you must practice this every day
Fear is the number one enemy that stops us from being the person we want to be
If you do not let it rule your life positive changes will come just wait and see
Categories:
visualization, life,
Form:
Rhyme
"The essence of art is to recapture the fantasy and the imagination of a child again, but without the innocence of a child."
~Romare Bearden
she had been reaching for all the wrong stars
and told a dream would not take her far
she never allowed her imagination to let go of her hand
fear keeping her near on safe, familiar land
do not let your reverie off of the sidewalk
bundle up any whimsy and keep an eye on the clock
point your eyes straight ahead, keep your feet on the ground
there will be no fantasy visualization, nor glittering pink melodic sound
all of which she tried to obey, with self-discipline her fanciful tenancies allay
but her mind rebelled and took control of the wheel
steering her into a hallucination until she lost the real
one can be controlled, the other cannot
those who forced discipline, conveniently forgot
all art, great and small, comes from a mind
that's recklessly daydreaming most of the time
living in a fantasy land with magic, fairies, and such
creating the poetry, art ,and music we all love so much
the stars she had been reaching for were all wrong
for the light that she needed was inside all along
Categories:
visualization, art, creation, dream, imagination,
Form:
Rhyme
I'm filled with anticipation, in a new location of accomodation. There cannot always be acceleration or innovation, some times you just need relaxation and rotation. So take note of this notation, my medication; we don't need sedation or starvation of recreation, only exploration of rejuvenation. In this globalization we need only collaboration and integration for a happier population. Motivation, to strive for gratification without hesitation. Toleration, not discrimination or examination of immigration. No more disinformation. Only communication.
We gave each other affirmation, but also forced limitation on our own equalization. Now it's time for emancipation, conciliation, elimination of indoctrination. This experimentation of stabilization was just an illustration of civilization, a pronunciation of dehumanization. The world needs no subordination or victimization, only representation of unification. Diversification, to strive for participation and cooperation. Celebration, not procrastination or cancellation of harmonisation. No more deprivation. Only acceptation.
We live in a world of normalization, fabrication, calculation of improvisation. Now we need concentration and visualization, revaluation of imitation. So listen to this formulation, compilation, my elaboration and articulation; we need realization, imagination, not standardization of variation. This is my education. End of communication.
Categories:
visualization, anger, celebration, imagination, rap,
Form:
Monorhyme
Lone traveler
A journey that only once last,
From birth to death a unique cast.
We cross million milestone on our way,
Sometimes with purpose, or to escape our dismay.
For so many faces, we come through;
Some memories or experience that just outgrew.
But even though with a lot around;
A traveler is still alone, world ward bound.
Because for all we may face or suffer,
Its ourselves who learn, or may makes us tougher.
Nature’s beauty, God’s creation,
Human sarcasm, a routine visualization.
None left forbidden with this irony of life,
Every now and then, may discover that nostalgic vibe.
Scrutiny of his journey, accomplished by himself,
Inference drawn, enforced on oneself.
Life is a journey, as they may say;
Between truth and lies, the traveler sways.
Time comes when high road is taken,
Time comes when its dealt low.
People may vary with ups and down,
But on genuine path, a traveler is lone.
None phases of life left spared,
For we may believe on that, “one” handler,
Miles to go, long road to cover,
By, ‘us’ the, “lone traveler”.
PRATEEK SHUKLA
Categories:
visualization, life, lonely, longing, places,
Form:
Rhyme
I see you smile, I listen you smile
With no any tension, with no any fear
A hope gives me wings to fly above high
With your lovely smile
I feel the essence of your soul happiness
I get redemption the very time
A glance of your spirit, a visualization of your presence
Realizes me of myself
And with an eagerness to know more about myself;
I get into you deep inside,
Where a bliss hits my energy, I become blissful
And that is when
Life becomes a wonderland for me.
Weakness is my emotional nature
You become my supporting framework,
A determination rises and becomes a declaration
When I listen you saying
I am with you; don’t worry.
Energy gets filled with positivity
Ultimately
Which becomes a postulates for surviving
I become self-potent, self-aware.
Thought becomes deeper
A step goes towards reality of
Knowing the reality.
The time I am guided by your love
And that is when
Life becomes a wonderland for me.
Categories:
visualization, heart, love, romantic, spiritual,
Form:
Free verse
Gently,wiping your way through
Moving calmly with your crew.
Looks as of a snowy,puffy,soft candy;
I would have got hold of you,
if you were handy.
Sometimes you used to make out some shape,
While, once I observed you as of a round tape.
The way you pass through the tress & buildings,
Gives me a visualization of wonderful settings.
I wonder how you would feel;
when drops of rain and the airplanes peel,
your tender body with their force!
I think you would definitely feel worse.
Or,May not be!
Whatever it is, my quest for you is,
Dear cloud, can I take a ride back of you?
And shout aloud with happiness, because of you...?
Categories:
visualization, beautiful, imagination, joy, nature,
Form:
Free verse
The ghost between V's thighs
What lies heavily on her minds? A three word phrase
I am beautiful!
Passion, strength and fire
they control by her inner thoughts
She relies on her beauty
For breakfast, lunch and dinner
Quenching the thirst, silencing the groans
His move relies on her sexual craving
Hidden behind the dash board; a files of deception
Mind control and ghost control aren’t so hard to believe
Location and direction to an eye opener
A Money hungry woman
The sweet talker
The old grave digger stood on the hill
Plunges his shovel into the wet soil with anger
The unwanted Negative Visualization sore his mind
Who are they really? Those ghosts between her thighs
Black ashy lies..
Categories:
visualization, angst, black african american,
Form:
Your face,
A majestic visualization of perfection,
right in front of me.
I feel like I am loosing you,
losing you to the dark unknown ,
and I do not know how to respond.
Should I be sad,
or should I feel honored to have been in your presence for so long.
We talked the day away,
it made us numb to all the faults in the world.
The cold weather reminds me of you.
It reminds me of the times that you and I were together
Now you are just a memory,
a distant figment of my imagination that I hold so very close to my heart.
I have been drinking every night,
not enough to get me intoxicated,
but enough to numb the pain of being deprived of you.
You fled,
like a criminal,
away from me just as we became inseparable.
E. L. Wald
Categories:
visualization, basketball, betrayal, body, break
Form:
Free verse
First intent of a Blitz poem
Life is good
Life is beautiful
Beautiful is the sky
Beautiful is the nature
Nature is creation
Nature is solace
Solace gives comfort
Solace is consolation
Consolation is relief
Consolation is calm
Calm is peace
Calm is stillness
Stillness is rest
Stillness is silence
Silence in the sea
Silence in the night
Night is mysterious
Night is alluring
Alluring is your face
Alluring are you eyes
Eyes are enticing
Eyes are charming
Charming is your essence
Charming is your presence
Presence is ocurrence
Presence is existence
Existence is being
Existence is living
Living in harmony
Living in joy
Joy is blissness
Joy is happiness
Happiness is a state
Happiness is a choice
Choice is an option
Choice is an alternative
Alternative is a solution
Alternative is a possibility
Possibility is chance
Possibility is expectative
Expectative is a belief
Expectative is anticipation
Anticipation is prediction
Anticipation is visualization
Visualization is recalling
Visualization is imagination
Imagination is forming images
Imagination is exploring
Exploring
Images
Categories:
visualization, feelings,
Form:
Blitz
breast cancer runs rampant within me late mother side
whar moost every female diagnosed with emotional ride
into the depths of despair where metastatic cells pried
their way into the appendages whar din o suckling provide
did initial sustenance prior to malignant growth lied
Innocuously within fleshy tissue til oncologist could not hide
Truth from females that birthed and availed motherly guide
among most ever Harris heiress, whence treatment fried
will power to live (I can only imagine) as rogue growth did elide
as nemesis to body politick where no boxes of tissues dried
the river of tears when such news shell shocked me – I cried
for indiscriminate injustice whence fate snatched me father’s bride
shunting any trivial tit for tat resentments re: grudges aside.
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no other priority but being alive matters when surgeon knife
for malignant curse forces impending mortals to value life
purposeless double mastectomy performed when invisible mass rife
with errant duty to destroy sense and sensibility commanding strife
whether circumstance involved me eldest sister (still alive) or the late wife.
me octogenarian widower father summoned breastworks when last breath
o me long deceased mother – vehemently opposed being sentenced to death
no matter visualization practiced – such as furiously swapping with broom
who truthfully cursed with ovarian cancer, which spelt her actual doom
an unstoppable toxic brew within her being that coursed as meandering flume
Time elapsed, yet still difficult to espy wedding pictures with handsome groom
that would be my 20 plus year old father unbeknownst ill fate would loom
occupying cellular wall street where awry growth jostled for room
a harbinger of lifelessness, whereby she chose creation versus burial in a tomb
many fifty odd decades after my youngest sister exited the womb!
by: matthew scott harris
Categories:
visualization, absence, anger, angst, bereavement,
Form:
Elegy