Deeper Poems - Poems about Deeper

I look into a mirror, Do I like what I see? Staring at my conscience, Reflecting back at me. Inside of this mirror, there’s always more. So don’t just look, at what’s lying on the shore. ...

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Are you going to drive after this rain, Maybe you should wait for it to dry, For you will only slide into the same old rut, Burrowing this rut deeper and deeper, It will guide your tread but at a cost, The deeper you go the higher the risk, Risk of being stuck in this rut you are...

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Today you released all your heartache and pain, I never heard you cry like today, I couldn't stop you, I had to let you cry, I sat in silence by your side, What affected us from years ago, The guilt you couldn't let go, Maybe if I was there he wouldn't have died, He wouldn't have committed suicide, Played over and over for...

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His purpose is deeper than what lies at earth's core For what it's worth the more he rises to the surface the more he breaks chains & curses He's layered like a Russian Doll & the more they poke the more the illusions unravel It's him versus a world behind the scenes that span a globe full of battles I'm seeing flames flashing in & out back and...

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They say there's more of you, back in the day. You're a shell of a man, that's what they say. Go back! Find it, find it! Less, less, you cry. Not sad; angry, empty. Try again, you lie. Yet it spreads further, beyond the now, the why, the how. Never better, but sometimes worse: what will time allow? Do you know where to look? As you close...

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Nasty Me, Hypocrite From the looks of things, I've gazed deep into my soul, And it only gives rise to pain. I am the shadow that consumes your light, A toxic lover, poisoning your sight. My touch, a flame that burns with deceit, Melting trust, and freezing hearts that beat. My life paves the way for pain; Sorrow evolves around my circle. It nurtures and...

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When I look at the beautiful interaction of us two, looking from afar makes me laugh, and my eyes glassy. Everytime I step closer, my eyes will get teary. Somehow I smell the overpowering smell of roses, crossing my arms with their spikes not like before smelling nothing. I get reminded and need to stay still. When I get...

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the hypnotist begins his act pendulum sways. his voice is slow and melodic “you are getting sleepy” the next thing I know I hear “deeper and deeper” someone takes my hand leads me to the stage I am told to skip around like a chicken and bark like a dog, which I do without thought this delights my students I am so suggestable, They come every year...

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If one wants to know the scope of man's physical and psychological image (The Good The Bad) look deeper into the pond of surface reflection into the very molten core of earth existence.... Christ said it: "the Kingdom is at hand" -- to grasp yet far too many of us keep them clenched as fists.......

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My mother’s words cut deeper than knives. They slash me and live deep inside my skin. Tr’velling to my heart, they eat me alive. Negative remarks radiate within. “I could just murder you right now, you witch.” I keep telling mys’lf I don’t believe her, But the more she talks, the less i can r’sist. They mult’ply and...

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Who in truth we are, we know not, no wonder then, we are fear fraught, since it's certain we will soon die, reducing consciousness to naught. Save in moments when love draws nigh, we rarely reach bliss rapture's high, drifting rudderless in the void, nurturing thoughts that makes heart sigh. Day and night, by dark desires toyed, negating truths sung by Pink Floyd, we ponder...

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You can burn a book but not its truth Flames no match for time’s reproof Planted deep below the lime Its seeds will flower — where light to shine (West Campus: May 6, 2024) ...

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Listening to what the world is telling, what the bird chirps mean, and where the truth lies in the words of others Inspecting my thoughts and my actions through the day, did I succeed or did I fall short. I will only know when the sun sets Freedom. I am my own person,...

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"As you live deeper in the heart, the mirror gets clearer and cleaner." - Rumi As the heart opens the door through the night, As it embraces the piercing light, Some things begin to...

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What we hear is a haunting, of words not said, there’s only this deep listening, yet who or what attends? Something mundane is said, a sudden potency, a brief sonic feathering awakens inner ears. The mention of an ordinary thing connects us, a span of invisible tissue, bridges one foreign language to another. Tympanic bones drum to the same beat. contrary vibrations dance in step. Meanwhile the passion keeps pouring through, conjoined synaptic junctions, and our...

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