Cave Poems - Poems about Cave

PALEO PAIR Hands rapturously slashing satori Bang ! Light released filter down bats brushed skin to fly knowingly low then water gushed through cracks snakes spiders scorpions were our toes stones spoke in bugle sound as Sun set in whirlwinds the cave was nowhere yet everywhere Beethoven’s symphonies were shadows future written on our vacant palms but to prior walk with Harry the Strandloper was an unspoken intent by ONE for beloved...

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When r e a l i t y feels like a poisoned paradise, trapped in a claustrophobic cave, strangling my spirit with ice-cold claws of fate, I close my fatigued eyes, attuned to the mellifluous flames of the moon-wings, detached from the gravity pulling me six feet below, chained to a casket of chaos, adorned with obsidian roses clothed in ghost-veils of Lilith, as this onyx heart ...

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The unknown cave within, Built by don't know what From it emerge tendencies, Seemingly out of control Made up mostly by influences, And the sensitivity of brain. Fear is one of them Such a slavery it is, What am I to do? How do I break free? Either repeat the blows, But there is no end! A single path nobody shows, And I am left to comprehend. -17-02-2025 ...

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In silence, we watch shadows pass they shape our thoughts and feed the farce Moulding lives to fit the lies that see us strive, conform and die And scared of what we do not know we do not move or seek to go But idle in their well known forms find safety in such practised norms There is no need to speculate the shadows...

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Let not fears nonplus God within calls us Let’s board His bliss bus An invitation For meditation Leave open heart’s door Know God keeps no score Love’s our only cure Our burning yearning Nodes within churning Benign bliss burning With no goals to chase We slow down life’s pace To behold God’s face Soul’s affirmation At heart’s play station...

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Could you please repeat the question? I ask the recruiter. Would you rather live in a submarine or a cave? Can I say neither? He shakes his head no. He is a Marine; they have rules. Panic attack starts Tiny heart in my throat is jumping I could live under the stars Or on the deck of a ship or under a tree I...

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CORINNA I come to sing of heroes' and heroines' courageous deeds.—Corinna translation by Michael R. Burch Mount Helicon, father of fair offspring, friend of the wayfarer, beloved of the Muses!—Corinna translation by Michael R. Burch Terpsichora calls me to sing beautifully of heroes for Tanagra's white-clad daughters and my city rejoices, hearing my clear, evocative voice. —Corinna translation by Michael R....

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Energized by the rustic cave it's cold moist nature calling echoes gurgling from within its depth dark algae clinging to its walls the water slowly trinkling into pools shimmering like gold specks a delight for any adventurist diving into its depth...

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This cave is just me. I hear drips as I breathe. I live in a cave. Not even ghosts are this brave. I have firewood. I would roast marshmallows, if I could. I used to live with people. But smiles made me dull. I used to go to school. That place was much more cruel. Than a cave which is just, A nice place to rest. I...

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I stood in front of the cave of Temptation and accepted the invitation It was not love at first sight but curiousity in the dead of night All I remember is that I was eager to surrender and I must admit that it only took half a second to submit That once-only fling has made me commit to one thing: I...

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For years I have wanted a man cave. A place for me to be alone. A place I could call my second home. For years I have wanted a man cave. A place where my thoughts can roam freely without anyone judging me For years I have wanted a man cave. A place with weights and maybe...

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It is you who enhance this old distance, not me Although distance is hardly a short one to bear It’s a mystery why we appear somewhere to be Our arrival is eclipsed in case we’d be able to care Be I asked, in whatever shape of the I, embryonic Or even as a cell, I would've chosen the land of...

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the steady light of a white votive candle reflected and amplified in highly polished brass symbolises devotion talents never to be hidden under a bushel but the secular world isn’t privy to magnitude of the delinquency some are at great lengths to hide very tendentious opinions defended though harsh magnifying glass of consequence held up to each and every regrettable...

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A beautiful pink Himalayan crystal salt cave Residing in Santa Barbara, California features zen therapies in the form of massages and facial treatments, come without expectations or intentions ooze your way into the comfort of our capable hands let us show you what relaxation and meditation can be...

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Hemmed in by space-time and captive in form, senses externalised, everything sized, in bondage to lust, by dark fears chastised, what choice do we then have, but to conform? We notice thoughts are cold but heart is warm and in staid silence, we’re bliss magnetised, whence ego recedes and truth realised, breath by breath, in timeless time, we transform. Mind-body ballon, at will...

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