Inside Out(P) Poems - Poems about Inside Out(P)

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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Spiritual Gem Inside Me 7/3/25 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Spiritual Gem Inside Me A jewel breathes inside of me In a chrysalis where a rose Breaths the covenant Promise born from the heart of perfection Where intoxicating remnants of a garden Linger Whispering, Beckoning me home Through the sweet scent of grace Humming lullabies As my petals open To leaves of reconciliation My Hope waits in silence With the promise...

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“The magic of a gem lies not in its beauty, but in the spark it brings to the eye.” Unknown ************************************************************** ...

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Within my heart, I carry a gem A compass that continually guides me Through storms that rattle My light doesn't dim During stillness' healing, I'm set free At these times, I know There is a gem hidden Inside us all Unless it isn't bidden Does a spark linger there A spiritual gem abiding Waiting to be unearthed To illuminate all dark paths Both near and far...

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Bubbles hit the walls of the dome and pop. Hurting sounds. Flinching tree branches. Feeling bored in here. As if my car won’t start. No one believes that my car won’t start. Or that the dome is getting warped. I’m like a failed science fiction story. I wish I could turn into a stone and get...

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Give me the colors of a rainbow and I'll be your heart's extol or a petal from your favorite rose so I can place it in my soul; Send me the pillow the fairies have gleaned with watermark I'll hold it to my chest until I hear the melodious coo of a...

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Heartbeat drumming Inspiring soul song Blood flow of red humming Inspiring life along Pregnant with purpose Bold boisterous blue breathing In goes the indigo ideas Out flows the light like chandelier From gems inside me Darkness is transforming For without the onyx sky How can one know appreciate light The beatitudes are within Soul is glowing and mends Wounds of the wilderness world Turning purple...

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The spiritual gem inside me, sometimes sounds like a huge buzzing bee. This rumbling sound makes me want to flee, flee to peace and not for glee. I know when my soul needs to rest, as I put it back into my chest. This crazy world has it dressed, now my soul needs to pass the test. Even when we are both all...

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