Inside Poems - Poems about Inside

If beauty is but skin deep, I prevailed upon her to construe, 'Does it lie in the eye of the beholder or, of the two which one is true?' For we can't judge the book by the cover, with but one look, as what's inside truly counts far much more than that. And tho' to me she bemoaned, 'I am big-boned' I've yet to see...

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Timeless you once said to me standing on golden sands distant horizons met This world of ours has no ending living oceans murmur inside breathes within memories in those that salt cured They are the gathering dust blown away bleached white the remains become fossils of a bygone day in memory of each waking hour thanking God for...

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August 3 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Isaiah 27-30 Key Verse – Isaiah 27:3 I the Lord do keep it; I will water it every moment: lest any hurt it, I will keep it night and day. FAITH IN GOD WHO KEEPS US INSIDE HIS PERFECT PLAN God keeps us inside His perfect plan with His...

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ANGEL ON THE INSIDE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ when all hopes are doused she speaks to you from inside resurrecting faith...

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There’s a light beneath my voice Not made of flame, nor bound by choice, It flickers soft in silence deep And guards the dreams I long to keep. A whisper forged of ancient fire Unseen by sight, but strong in choir, Each breath I take, it burns anew— A vow to always walk with...

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The feelings of the mind are hidden behind the clouds Unexpected changes abound in the storm The steps have been taken on a path without turning Life's lessons have taught me the way to walk Crazy thoughts have forgotten the lessons learned Chasing dreams that didn't come true The desires of the youth have gone astray...

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oh lord there are so many mountains for me to climb if i still cry inside the line yet I’ve turned over every stone in my mind yet some things are hard to find we shall never know this time when there are circles in my mind yes the world is sublime but if I still cry inside the line oh lord when will...

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That other voice I hear inside of my head— It speaks when the day is silent and dead. A whisper not mine, though shaped by my tongue, The child repressed, the mother undone. He murmurs dreams I dare not claim, In shadows stitched with guilt and shame. He mocks my calm with primal need, And plants in thought a savage seed. Not madness—no—it...

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The voice in my head is a voice almost silent, it gets louder when i sleep, louder when i wake and i can’t make it stop. This voice is the voice that takes over when i need to act, i act irrational, i act against everything i think but this voice is always there in...

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Should a man dare to look within? Search secret places of hidden sin? The lack of which could be exhilarating, But those long loss, debilitating. Even those revealed can be a gift, Confession, forgiveness, they could give a lift. Or an insight into his authenticity, Could open his eyes that he might see. Through the illusion, that’s led him astray, Guiding him back to...

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they race in and out chasing each other with gusto and vim oops spoke too soon two dog tails just ran back in one jumps on the couch, and the other is up there too they are pony dogs, one weighs 80, the other 122. They love us to bits, have no idea how strong they are One jumped to...

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The hymns bend backward, curved by mass, Where light itself cannot surpass. No chapel stands, no bell is rung, Just gravity’s unending tongue. The scriptures float, unpinned by law, Their ink consumed in cosmic jaws. A preacher prays, but time distorts— His voice is trapped in falling thoughts. What god survives such dark collapse? What faith can cross event’s last lapse? The soul’s equation must...

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I. I got lost inside myself one night, Like stars fall through a dome. The body stayed, but not the light The soul had left for home. II. I walked a library of breath, Books unwritten, spines of bone. Each dream was shelved behind my eyes, And each one dreamed alone. III. My ribs turned into corridors, Each one a silver thread, Where time knelt down and locked...

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I. I stumbled down a corridor of screams, Where shattered children claw at broken glass. My temples bleed black rivers, thick with dreams— Rootless thorns that pierce but never pass. II. I was a star torn open in the void, An angel crushed beneath its shattered light Now I crawl through wounds I self-employed, And swallow silence sharp as night. III. Dreams gnaw my spine like...

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A gem more precious than gold A supreme treasure in this world Its brilliance is hard to see No one, not even you or me. It’s in my soul’s fathomless deep In profound reflections creep I feel its ardor love in silent hymn I hear its voice as I speak to Him. A calming balm that heals, peels Its passionate scent pacifies, reels A fervid...

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