In The Mind Poems - Poems about In The Mind

It starts with a whisper— A single thought that says “maybe I can.” Power isn't muscle or money— It's the mindset that refuses to break. You see kings lose crowns But keep courage. You see giants fall, But the mind? The mind stands tall. Fear is loud. But so is faith— And when you choose belief, You shift your fate. Every empire began With someone who dared to think...

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My mind’s the only shelter where I hide When troubles overcome and fear spreads My mind’s a room where I can sit inside Imagining I’m safe, untangling threads Attempting to detach from grief and pain I seek for consolations of all kinds My mind is working hard to keep me sane And it’s the only place where I can find My dearest darling...

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A vision blooms, a vibrant hue, Where thoughts take form, a scene so true, A mental canvas, fresh and new, A world imagined, sky so blue, And words give life to mind's virtue. ©bfa030525 (Pasion)...

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Cold air at the door Blanket of white snow Forlorn the trees sag Drooping branches bare Crystals of frost creep Yet it is warm The fire burns hot The blanket tight The coffee steams Harsh blizzard Howling wind All so cold Yet warm Cosy Happy Calm...

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When we reach the end at last And it's peace we hope to find Will we see the light that's cast Or the pictures in our mind...

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Tornadoes in the mind Explorers go in to see what they can find. Thoughts and words flying this way and that To many thoughts and words to fill a hat. Psychosis of the brain Leave all others out in the rain. Tornadoes in the mind Explorers go in to see what they can find. Nightmares in the daytime Can you hear those eerie bells...

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Being in the mind of a savage. All I know is how to act ferociously. Manipulating the minds of the weak, fearful, and the victims. Beating them into submissive. Emasculating the strongest, just to see him break. Dismiss him of his role, and never to see his family again. Being in the mind of a savage. I destroy, divide, and conquer. tearing...

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Listening through the words in a Beatles song written by John Lennon I thought of music but it's hard to construe without thinking of the blues If everything was art you would be in a better place to start but your not you go through time like an echo...

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I saw your blue eyes, so gentle and kind Some things we see, leave imprints in memory Like a treasure, forever, in your mind A gentle touch, lasts forever freely Unexpected hugs can highlight a day Some things we see, leave imprints in memory We may bashfully not know what to say So many things touch our soul and heart Unexpected hugs can...

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Yes, yes, his siblings are long deceased though there are no graveyards in the mind He relives their quarrels each night in dreams struggling, in vain, to flee nightmares unkind By day, his two sisters whimper, one in each ear by night, their fury they roar, magnifying his fears... No, no, there aren't any graveyards...

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Snowflakes In The Mind What do they look like People, ideas, objects, memories, visions, sensations, passions. Vanished like snowflakes on the tip of your tongue. The transient fragrance of a new born held close to your breast. Smoke rising from the campfire at the end of day. The rolling thunder sound of storm, and lightening to lite the sky. The heat of...

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We’ve all been stuck in lockdown but I know another kind. It’s a different imprisonment; it’s lockdown in the mind. It’s not controlled by government or those in roles that lead. It’s like an evil force that took up residence in me. It’s not reviewed by data and it’s not controlled by man, it preys on any...

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The fog became so dense My eyes open in intense The quarrel in my heart I hope it come apart The fear of not able to do As the weather comes through The heat becomes so dangerous A deep breath becomes obvious The Voice and Sounds of nature Keeps the feeling of being mature Lack of focus because of my tear Makes...

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The fog became so dense My eyes open in intense The quarrel in my heart I hope it come apart The fear of not able to do As the weather comes through The heat becomes so dangerous A deep breath becomes obvious The Voice and Sounds of nature Keeps the feeling of being mature Lack of focus because of my tear Makes...

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Who needs a boost? With endorphins you are always in the driving seat. Belt up about clean bill! Self love, self acceptance come in standard and De Lux Editions, jewel case or soft pack signed by the inner peace within. Put those axons and dendrites to work. Pump up those dormant alkalies asleep on the job. Treat yourself well, be your best health care...

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