Invokes Poems - Poems about Invokes

...habit routines to which we’re bound shape the emotes by mind expressed as we tip toe on holy ground our uniqueness therein impressed breath by breath, all moments entwined life is but music we......

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...Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see dressed in a fantastical dress with two dappled wings of lace, ~Mystic Rose Rose she shone like the midnight sun; I mus......

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...She dances to the rhythmic drumbeats, She dances despite her aching feet. She bears the torture; If only.it would turn to joy. She watches the priest as he calls upon the benevolent spi......

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... I stay situated upon an antique dusty leather chair as the scent of incense invokes snippets of half-written pages from my past... thunder gently rolls in fro......

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...enjoying unbound freedom, innate to Self presence invokes the power of pure intent whence the one becomes two and then one again in a playful game of descent and ascent that God’s love and light ......

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...Luscious ripple Lips invokes the heart Is it magic or life? ©03/02/25_Chattogram......

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...Between action and inaction, lies the optimal middle way, of soul’s vibrance gaining traction, invoking in time, divine grace. With silence as our default mode, feeling how polarities merge, ......

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... I Rolled over Upon Clover Like the Softness of Dreams And Lo did They Become. One eye awe the other inspired To Meet Beneath The Streetlamp of the Sun. There you grew Amidst A Fiel......

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...head and heart in balance poised at the stillness centre pure intent invokes grace whence bliss begins to canter no doubt heart is delighted but though bliss enlivens form recognising we’re n......

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...I hear the sermon say I don't say should not be It cannot be And reasons then are listed One by one Why I'm not real Why I'm dirty My love, wholly unworthy But God is all loving Wit......

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...Ask Me Not Dr Ranjit Dutta Don't ask me Why I wander alone or Ask me not why My path is overgrown. Don't ask me the truth That I left unspoken or The mysteries th......

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...Ask Me Not Dr Ranjit Dutta Don't ask me Why I wander alone or Ask me not why My path is overgrown. Don't ask me the truth That I left unspoken or The mysteries th......

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...In my chambers where phantasmagoria undulate not as vigilant watchers but as mnemonic parasites I ruminate— no longer a singular entity but a disjointed duality my qui......

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...Juno doesn’t like my wheel; not sure I comprehend the deal. She greets me when I walk on by, but on the wheel I think I’d die if only for that flimsy fence; it really doesn’t make much sense. T......

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...Le Cirque Bleu The spotlight is aglow through the gloam The light an indigo ink modifying color She swings her body with agility thrusting backwards upside down, with unseen wings, an acrobat......

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