Its About The Journey Poems - Poems about Its About The Journey

I drew a charcoal rendering of your face on the cave wall of my mind You were taken from me long ago I visit this cave when I am asleep When the world is still and I am alone and I crawl into my mind's lonely realm I carry a...

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. "Journey rages within me, day and night. Vibrant sail modifies my course. Along the way there is great delight ...

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between implies three and nothing appears that way~~...

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“that inner journey starts the day we're born . . . we pray the road be worthy, fully worn” ...

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Name of hardship to life’s journey we gave, For means that help move on, money we gave. To loose change that’s today money the least, What else? As a worthless penny we gave. That which never if ever opened mouth, To dumb mirror, nickname dummy we gave. To love’s first journey of sweet memories, Yea, you guessed it right: moon’s honey...

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Judy woke up pregnant just as her one-night stand was leaving into oblivion. What was new Hell introduced him, hell could have him back She remembered another man A man of the cloth What were the words he always spoke The dead are amongst us The living below They sent him abroad when they found out Faith and sex They just didn’t go together Not...

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“To behold God’s face nothing need be done ~ He dwells in our heart; God and we are one” ~ quote by poet beyond labels and forms, to find out who we are in as the screen of consciousness itself tool of inquiry being awareness animated by the...

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moonlight turns raindrops into snow globe on windows reflections of us late night drive in rain drowsy eyes drop into sleep window cracked, white noise lights flickering through the rain my eyes flutter closed...

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London fog, harshly early with strained warning, Looms all over the image of the hectic city There’s the smell of mists and the taste of Frozen rain gathered before dawn. Pulses brake and start, And lungs are besieged by distilled grime, Industrial tainting. I can’t see well beyond five feet ahead of me As I labour to walk, But headlamps from crawling cars and...

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I fasten my seatbelt, Remembering the Testament I had scribbled — The leanest Testament ever. In it I had written, Among other tattered rubbish? I have nothing Naked I came Naked I shall fly away. Seated by the window, I borrowed courage from The wings of frightened birds. With one grunt of mechanical breath, My feet squelched off the grimes of the Soil, And I befriended the skies, My heartbeat louder...

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if I could describe your soul it would be clear mirror shattering forevermore where pieces are jigsaw puzzles not fitting, falling under oak table stuck on persian carpet existing upside down on another planet soul shadows broken spiderwebs hanging on ceilings not existing another calls himself father holding elbow skin blowing in a wind...

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Written: July 29, 2025 for contest Sponsored by: Constance La France Quote: "You Are not a drop in the ocean, you are the entire ocean in a drop." by Rumi ************* the jungle breathes as a vast pulsating lung thunder rumbles from...

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When on the road to Damascus, Paul heard the voice of our Saviour. He, who was once Saul of Tarsus, When on the road to Damascus, Hearkened to the call of Jesus. Blinded by heavenly lustre, When on the road to Damascus, Paul heard the voice of our Saviour. I AM that light, foretold of yore, Manger-born; angels did herald. I, who seek hearts, knock...

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On your journey to one hundred, I say, Try laughing, learning, and loving each day. You’ll meet many travelers along the way. Share memories with others, take time to pray. Enjoy a sunset, eat a piece of pie. Take in life’s beauty and quit asking why. Take a long walk as often as you can. Talk with a loved one, walking hand...

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The heart is small The pain is deep, The scars are fresh The load is heavy 'The body is weak Yet life goes on, With a smile and in pain. There's a time of no tears Nor shoulder to lean on. Desperation amidst life's Chaos and turmoil, There's no solution nor consolation. Tick tack the clock click then, Life dragged me through. I'm in tuned with- There's...

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