Inner Poems - Poems about Inner

My life’s a movie, roll tape, lights, cameras, action Playing every scene with pain as my main attraction The life I live is more like a devilish transaction Said I quit the drugs, but slowly I’m relapsing Time ain’t on my side, I feel my time elapsing Trapped inside my perception like Nathan in a steel...

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We all have inner and outer lives. They’re messy, hopelessly intertwined, and more than mere mannequins to hang our word-art upon. I’m supported, in my unwritten life, by a structure of moods, both affine and counter-expressive. I’m, in turns, a tightly wound vagabond, an over-busy, fretful, unhappy liar (for what I will not share) and a happy, truthful mess (for what I...

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They walk among us, wrapped in a quiet that intrigues, in a silence that soothes. We think they’ve always been this way, born under a merciful star, spared from opposing winds. But this peace, you have to listen to it closely: it vibrates like metal hammered a thousand times, it echoes with the memory of...

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~ Mellow Meditation ~ ...

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In a world where whispers strike like stones, Where unseen eyes cast chilling tones, Where silent shadows weave their thread, The Lord walks close beside my tread. When hearts grow cold and hands withhold, And greed’s sharp edge is bright and bold, A hidden grace begins to rise, A light unseen beneath dark skies. Rivers of words like secrets flow, Ominous winds begin to...

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Probably occurred about mid semester in 2018 Epic perhaps, there was a missed opportunity? From a challenge contest to pen another poem But this is stuff that men say in an asylum At the time my ideas were a jumble of mess Could this be part of a hero's quest? The state governor jerry was speaking on campus An acquaintance...

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Is heaven real? Maybe. Or maybe it’s just another myth— like love that stays, like people who mean what they say, like pain that disappears when you’ve earned enough of it. They say everything happens for a reason. But all I see is the bleeding you have to call “growth,” and the silence you have to pretend is peace. God, I loved. With everything I had. With parts of me I...

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Like a lone flower in the silence of still air— a beautiful girl, classy, modest in her grace, unloved by the insecure. _____________________________________________________ Author’s Note: This poem reflects a girl whose beauty and elegance go unnoticed in a world too loud and shallow. Like a flower blooming in stillness, she radiates quiet strength and modesty. Yet, it is this very purity that...

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I had searched for him earlier on, I needed his urgent assistance, He was supposed to accompany me to an office and arbitrate on my behalf, Then I would be able to submit the necessary materials, He was the only one who could advocate for me. I lay down on the rugged floor, It was the morning of the next day, I...

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In the late 2018 to early 2019 Epic perhaps, there was a missed opportunity? From a challenge contest to pen another poem But this is stuff that men say in an asylum At the time my ideas were a jumble of mess Could this be part of a hero's quest? The lame duck state governor was speaking on campus An acquaintance shared...

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Sponsored by: Anoucheka Gangabissoon 13/6/2025 Contest: My Inner voice told me. _________________________________________ I would like to think it's my inner voice. That would really be my choice. The words of that voice I hear, Come to me loud and clear. It cant be from me, it's way too wise. Sometimes a warning, the voice implies. Other times encouragement is what I feel. Words, often...

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“Life is like a ship tossed on the high sea To journey amidst sunshine and wild waves.” - By author. ************************************************************** ...

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Johari window; no one can see through this pane, where I make my decisions. my thoughts ala carte, and not all desirable, sussed out in my universe; perplexing to me. sift through so many pages - childhood habits and missteps. when faith came my way, how divine the candlelight, the Spirit lighting my path. electrifying, sword of positivity discerning my every word. don’t always listen to the reproof; button up. shame’s...

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In the dark opaque night within the space of solitude, enfolding the languid landscape of my indolent life, my forsaken journey’s pathway aimlessly meandered in the gloomy labyrinth of endless agony. In the live network of intricate unassailable design, layer on layer, my latticed mind was stratified, the spiritual strata of the innate awareness aligned with the unique sagacious patterns of...

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