Deep Within Poems - Poems about Deep Within

Oh, Look not for the jewels in my crown. Nor draped on throat, or on silken gown. For my treasure-trove of gems, lies buried deep, deep within me, for you to see, for you to find, for you to catch, and mine the gems, deep within me. A sapphire glows when I'm true blue, Revealing things, I've wrestled through, Curios...

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Is it not simple These words I portray Leaving one in thought To pass the day away I watch the raging river Sunlight glisten Upon the leaves Reminiscing A day so long ago Of a child young And free Of all the stones gathered Piled high to conceive A fortress of golden light To Fulfill a yearning need Of lemon yellow blossoms Lavender frills And a beautiful Song The lofty hills consider Twinning...

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Deep within me, I feel inertia as a slow dance of stars trapped in their own light, A Higgs field enveloping my soul like a heavy cloak of particles and burdened dreams, This terrain of life keeps me from falling into the core of uncertainty, Preserving me from becoming ash, an echo of an existence passed through the...

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DEEP WITHIN MINE SELF LIES PURPOSE Deep Within Myself lies purpose The Light in Me Shines so bright Deep within me is focus I am the lens my of my heart mind comprehends Even through the...

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Shadowed silhouettes reaching outward as the full moon climbs away A tree standing lone in the vast unknown greets a silken breeze A winding river flows downward As the wild fauna roam and feed Under a canopy of beauty the full moon lights a single willow tree A garden of wild poppies slightly sway To a thunderous storm ten miles away Lighting...

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Deep within my being, a river of desires winds silently, a longing to open my wings and fly towards truth, but often I lose myself in the labyrinth of others' dreams, like a bird trapped in the cage of lost expectations. Despair envelops me like a fog on the horizon of the soul, whispering that I am not who I...

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Deep within my being, a river of desires winds silently, a longing to open my wings and fly towards truth, but often I lose myself in the labyrinth of others' dreams, like a bird trapped in the cage of lost expectations. Despair envelops me like a fog on the horizon of the soul, whispering that I am not who I...

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The more we allow ourselves to feel what lives deep inside, the more familiar it becomes to us, giving us the confidence to express it The more what lives deep inside comes out and finds its way freely, the better it can heal all that once was broken ...

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In an ancient and silent night, deep within my dream, I heard the echo of forgotten wisdom, whispering among the shadows, That there is only one inborn error, one primordial mistake, And that is the illusion that we exist to be happy... In a world of broken mirrors, where hopes are fragments Of a dream scattered by the cold winds...

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Darkness creeps, slow Thoughts weigh, cold Hope fades, still...

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Deep within our cosmic fabric hides The magical, mystical thought that carves the world into waves. The scarf of the evening pulls over the flight of winds, Like the celestial dawn that envelopes deserts and holy monasteries. The air of trams that snake among the stars, The sun, a cosmic blacksmith, molds with the palms of its rays the threads, Sparrows...

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Born of Christmas day to heal the world to save this child of love expelled His rarest gift, His light He shone upon the earth from deep within a cave On that first blest Noel like a star in...

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Precipitation continuously falls Nary dry spot upon all the walls Stuck inside in the dark gloom The gramineae's glume Untouched though. Tombs' Far below Vaults deep in earth's womb Caskets drenched may flow in flumes Nothing can stop the rainfall or stalls Precipitation continuously falls Contest: Writing Challenge-Andaree Form Sponsor: Constance Written: 01-22-2023 Matthew 23:27-28 New International Version 27 “Woe to you, teachers of the law...

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Frequently, fragrantly followeth I Fickle and fallow and famously shy New love is true love and true love is known Not by the seed but the need to be grown Fortune may function to fashion your fate Finding the future of passion is great If your position is painfully pressed ...

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My heart burns low My mind churns aglow My soul burns high My spirits fly and die My desire is so grief-stricken and beautiful My love’s fire burns on in my lonesome soul Home is life to the flesh of my bewildered bosom Alone is strife — guitar strings begin to strum Woeful and guilty of what lies ahead Strange things go through my...

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