Introspection Poems | Examples of Introspection Poetry

At the afternoon solitude sphere, Every sweet-lane empty seem, The sun on the top with chirruping hear, Dark in the room out it deem. The pressure hits passive-pace, All nervous gain, sense confuse, The white-pale depressive-face Look at mirror to know cause. Head-ache fills in mind's acres, Alone eyes still on some fills, Heart seize with harmful-hackers, Mild-mourn more remain in miles. The unpair-unfulfil life led down, Fall...

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if erst fears no longer nonplus ~ why does trance have a grip on us...

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Those we love don't go away, they walk beside us everyday. Their murmurs, soft, in tree leaf whisper defrosts my heart that did grow crisper with grief that stained inside and out when I existed with my doubt that vanished voices of my yesteryear would come alive and stir the atmosphere. Breezy hands, they touch my shoulder, rustling lilac plumes and growing bolder— as...

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Lots to write~ the subject, Night! Night reveals and covers… illuminates, and draws shades. Some insist on dark for intimacy… while I prefer to navigate by stars. ...

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( for Mom ) I’ll treasure dear while growing old I clasped your hand til it waxed cold a warm so gifted - touch and breath thus torn from...

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“I have dreamed a dream … and my spirit was troubled to know the dream.” (Daniel 2:3) ~ TEMET NOSCE that place … I know it not - now, then or ever the darkness that dwells there harbors a beast that I dare not acknowledge or tempt - that leaps in an instant to a...

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on ... those "some" days u smile u wink u laugh (pity) sing, maybe get the "gotta" done baby steps (babies can't walk) still ... place each foot put IT on - the mask the act la grande scène you've perfected it yeah ... takes years but u get it down HAVE 2 cuz if they knew what churned within ... or, even worse what DIDN'T they'd freaking bury your sorry aching empty ass ... without 1. consecrated. tear. ...

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(“The Longest Journey”, 2020, original encaustic) Along For The Ride The older I get the less I seem to know Or even care And the more I feel a somewhat detached Observer. I’m okay with this Simply because there is no alternative Although I’m sure a doctor could give me Some drug or hormone to change my view. And being okay with it, Not resisting or...

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'Both Sides Now' on YouTube Music by Joni Mitchell Poet's lyrics: Bows on solemn flower blooms and scented layers of flared perfume flow down rows of headstones and tombs. I've looked at death that way. But now I tend to ask God why people still come and freshly cry. All know when our precious ones die He lifts them heaven's way. I've looked at death from...

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The world now is overflowing with filters, fast five stars, and a multitude of clickbait. Society has become an abstract definition, devoid of any type of civilized boundaries. I want the honesty of naked conversation and the ability to discover truth for myself. We have a license to be phony. Go on I dare you, take off that mask....

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Do you still love me Jehovah. If you do, why are my troblems so many. Why are my enemies like the grains of the sand. Why is calamity my predator. I am afraid to chose, to talk, and to act because the repocussion is like an untimely bomb. I chose to serve you, and yet...

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the tapestry of stars we flow at night shall weave the river of light red blue and green with some indigo tonight...

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songer.co/song/r8btoho3abg0psszqle86vkb [Verse 1] Girl, I’m caught between the thrill and the fall, Your shadow’s tracing cracks across my wall. Electric hum beneath my skin, Addicted to the mess I’m in. [Pre-Chorus] Whispers call me higher, but I grip the rail, Chasing sparks that flicker — I can’t bail. Every heartbeat’s a quiet fight, Lost inside your soft, electric light. [Chorus] Acrophobia, yet I’m chasing the highs, Hands shake...

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these days I question more and more my faiths and what their purposed for while evil grows to breadths unseen beyond, it seems, where it has been oh grant me sense and help me live ...

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(Early stage of “Before the Door”, 2023, original encaustic) Thank God Waves come and waves go Relentless as always Sometimes big, sometimes small And still they come But in the end What more could we ever wish for Or expect than simply this And in that is the ultimate solace Waves come and waves go And in the end what more could we want As we...

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