Inhalation Poems - Poems about Inhalation

POETIC INHALATION As waves thrashed on emotion, causing sense of suffocation , ...

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There is an art to expressing emotional existence. Like a gentle breeze whispering to spring petals, but sometimes our tongues are too tired to speak. In the tender spaces where silence roams, to heal, I release thoughts to swim with metaphorical ripples, floating slowly through waves, kissing sandy shores or merging with the sea. Words forgive and soothe when weaved freely, like a...

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Between anemones where the soil smells damp Lungs are filled with poetry Destiny, the exact moment Breathing, embroidered cosmos rhythm Synonym, a balance setting Metaphors sticks...

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Inhales prosaic air muse probes breeze Filtering depth as image melees Drum snares the heart beating out dull pain Osmosing spores form finely tuned rain Patters tap source concept ignites Erupts into thought exhales and writes ...

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“I should submit it to the Smithsonian Institute it seems” “ Be careful this could all be in your dreams” By the poet to the poet. Euphoric stimulation rushing through my mind, When I read a poem which was quite a find. It dazzled my mind, I felt the poem’s vibration, Did this genius come from some...

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Awakened by first morning's light stepping one foot on the floor at a time the smell of coffee brewing fills my house my senses tingling as I sit at a cluttered kitchen table filled with last night's poetry unfinished works from days ago overtaken by typical daily dust...

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Comparable to the lonely ache, fading, when a tear stings my eye. Grasping the silence, the way glittering stars meet the night. Stirring the flames of reconciliation with laughter and excitement. Rejoicing in the soothing way a heart reflects generosity. Bringing life to the echo, washing away the past with cool raindrops. Playing the music that flows through the soul,...

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I'm perplexed! My breath chocks as Euterpe, Calliope, Erato, Apollo, and modest Muses leading me Through the refreshingly flooding streams of Antiope To heavens, where I am, like an eagle, endlessly free I can breathe here a frankincense-filled aromatic air. In whose flow my atria-ventricular blocks open Pranayama, whose parikrama in performance is rare It overwhelms, as though the dam of feelings...

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As I read poetry, I love reading the amazing words. When breathing in, each word comes alive. When breathing out, I feel alive inside. Rhymes make me want to dance, like a pair of dancers dancing across the page. Poems give my heart peace, as my...

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an impression expressed breathe inhale step up close &contemplate the moment...

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Love is you, rare special being, my sweet enchanting soul—you complete my universe, because you live, i live, by inhaling your existence in the depths of your marrow, loving you truly, madly, deeply in sapphire blue emotions, devoted only to you, marrying your gold heart everyday of my life, for you are a gift, a masterpiece of God, you are my first last love...

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I was having a long spell of constipation, my stomach forgot what’s called motion. It got busy with lazy fermentation bout, and chose its own way to let the gas out. One morn I took the lift down, feeling tense, with the bloated up belly fostering flatulence, I couldn’t hold, when I let loose in the elevator, I heard someone ask,...

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