Spiritual Longing Poems

Pilgrim Transported to A Sacred Space
Weary And Torn but not Folorn
To Implore of the Goddess Face to Face
A Quiet Place, Comforted In Her Embrace, Her...

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A definite air permeates
When in the walls of my room
Projected productivity is it?
Or rather the reflection of what those expect of me

Identity found... lost, through...

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I open up my chest
You see my beating heart
I sometimes wear it on my sleeve
If ever we're apart

I know I should be guarded
Protective of this...

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What is there to hold onto if you don’t even know your Self? 
There’s nothing worse than a hardened heart that yearns to crack and...

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When harlequin herbs bask in jeweled forests, do you hear me?
ferrying upon pearl-prayers, seeking warmth in doe's walnut eyes,
I'm the last of seven souls ~...

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I dream of heaven when I am awake, with shattered thoughts at daybreak

I see the sun on the horizon, my fair maiden from her sleep...

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You told me I belong to you
That you know I love you true
But darling I’m not a succulent plant
What’s a chocolate woman to do

Love is...

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Time, they say, heals the pain,
Where there is deepest mourning,
So many feelings I can’t explain,
Grief that aches without much warning.

Time, they tell me, will mend...

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Across the miles, a love takes flight
Two souls entwined, bathed in starlight
Africa's sun on bronzed skin gleams
Distant dreams dance in American beams

From Joburg's heart to...

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Within the depths of my very being 
Resides a soul that is all seeing
With truth and strength it gently leads
A reflection of love so boundless...

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Fleeing from the shadows
Soundless shadows, like the wind
Dancing through the pines, wind silent 
As the hills, breathing out echoes
From beneath the cool, clear mornings
Shadows pleading...

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I uncover my blackened face  
My frail hands trembling 
As I fervently seek the remedy  

I have nothing except morsels of supplication ...

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Farewell to thee, farewell my soul
My weeping eyes now cannot see
Thou to thy haunted room can tell! 
That thou forever dwell with me! 

The magic...

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What's Look Got To Do With It?

This poem is dedicated to you. Miss. Gorgeous Tina Turner
You must comprehend that you turned heads at every corner
Of...

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There is always 
a dull longing
that goes unlabelled
and hangs a layer or two
below a joy, a pang
somewhere in the soul
that can't be coughed up
or cut...

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