Interpret Poems - Poems about Interpret

...Those practicing Tantra urge us to celebrate, albeit in an aspect of childlike trust and surrender, whilst Buddhists lay emphasis on emptiness, essentially negating play of aversion and desire an......Read the rest...

...To taste the word illustrious, you must take your gifts serious; Write until your soul bleeds; Break your most inflexible shell, allow the Muse to shake and swell; Who knows where it all leads? ......Read the rest...

...The sharp knife of simplicity cut a transverse incision through my scalp. The hands of hope gutted out my psyche, deconstructed my mind, and organized it into a coherent tumor that fills the ga......Read the rest...

...Discombobulated design will allow the mind to hover; Dig deep or walk shallow it’s fine, you are left free to discover; View, interpret, and uncover combustible pieces of soul; Each one differ......Read the rest...

... Muted spring tunes, in blush Glides softly on the strings between the seaso......Read the rest...

...How vast is the reach of the universe wide? How great be the distance between mind and eyes? How far in both ways does the length of time go? What distance exists between God and each soul? Ill......Read the rest...

... The refrigerator door opens, the light illuminates the wine. Still we just can’t seem to comprehend, why we feel like crap all the time. Don’t speak before our morning coffee, just one more ......Read the rest...

...Maybe in My Way The angel closed her eyes and turned to walk away; Said "when you least expect it I will return one day. Though you may not see me I'll interpret your dreams, ......Read the rest...

...The coin has two sides on it, and if you have time you must examine all the details on it, the unique strokes around the circumference will lead you towards the spell bound heavens, the head and the ......Read the rest...

...The hand crank sounds about right There's a them, with a master plan But how much variance is there? A rotation becoming monotonous Until there's no hand in sight Those with feet fixed to the wi......Read the rest...

...The other day my friend asked me, “What is life? Is it the days we live or the dreams we dream?” Don’t know how I did that, but most of the time, I just added a question mark to my answers and got......Read the rest...

... Of late I find myself talking at length to my dog – just “puppy talk” at first. Then with a more grown-up vocabulary most doting dog-owners use – and nothing beyond a dog’s mental gras......Read the rest...

... Praying gentle over feelings, inspiring Ephemeral thoughts portray sweet purity, Wistful mists rain down like dewdrops perspiring, Trembling truths reveal grace in maturity. Eph......Read the rest...

...Fire came out of  the grave of Prince Ruhongeka ( Luhongeka) Ngengethe Mussabwa. After the killing of King Mussabwa Kamango by the Colonial army in the battle of Lubako forest, The Bavira ( ......Read the rest...

...An old manual typewriter sits on a hill of dust. Is that hunched ghost your wordless self? Does that self with its thick fingers still hammer out a silence, upon a borderless page, one ......Read the rest...