Concealing Poems - Poems about Concealing

enjoying unbound freedom, innate to Self presence invokes the power of pure intent whence the one becomes two and then one again in a playful game of descent and ascent that God’s love and light breath by breath we ingrain...

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You think you are strong, That you have control over yourself, But then, events lay their violent hands on you, And all your strengths get shattered into pieces Like a glass hitting a rock Your eyes betray you Tears start rolling down your face Your voice begins to tremble Your heart lowers its music Reasons, justifications, excuses you give Weak, unworthy, and lonely...

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In a circus , who provides you a lot of fun , He is no one other than a clown . Though he is sad , He makes every one laughing mad . He can also perform some feats , And make everyone sit on the edge of their seats . Concealing his real face , A happy mask he wears...

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Concealing Silver Linings Peaceful Painter: With paintbrush in hand she leaned forward to paint the moon black Exposing cold shoulders to an outcome abstract To her dismay the light around the edges could not be concealed For a light in the darkness cannot NOT be revealed Darkness is as consuming as a hand that is sleight Yet we can go...

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He stares in the mirror, Watching his face change, Not knowing who he is anymore, Betrayed by everyone, That he believed once cared for him. He feels like a beast inside, Past shrouded in mystery, Details of his future yet unknown, Trying to avoid his past mistakes, And in the end, He ultimately fails miserably. The fear in his eyes stare back at him, Feeling the violent...

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It’s happening again. Red-hot Guerrillas breaching my porcelain surface, Angry little bombs exploding, leaving my land a red war zone, And I can’t find Concealer, who has gone A.W.O.L, deserted its place in line, after Foundation, before Powder. I send Hands to search the recesses of my desk, the scattered costumes on my floor. Their time bombs tick And I need Concealer for this daily...

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. keeper of secrets ...

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