Medium Poems - Poems about Medium

High above the ocean Below being a sandy white beach Easy to watch One can sit all day and observe The beach goers, Swimmers and Surfers The ocean view stretchers for miles One can reflect back in time The simple and plan life No riches in thought of Robin Leech The Lonely house had fancies A house with a roof and a place to sleep...

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Foundation. Does visiting a medium change your life perspective forever? Have you visited one? Title: Rêves de Miss Applegate (Dreams of Miss Applegate) (A female voice whispers) I can still see her Old Marie Laveau Dressed in motherly blue I can't pretend In my scrying mirror Looking back And smiling Summoned to haunt me From when I visited Big Mama Aurelia Somewhere out on the water village,...

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Somethings money can't buy Money is one of the most important thing You can't blame others for being broke So don't be lazy to make money It's a kind of money you should work Learn from experience while earning money Experience shows how to interact with people You will be taught how to earn it wholeheartedly No one knows that everything will be...

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The visit to Monique the Medium on Christmas Day (A channelled voice whispers) Every clock in here These old faded white wooden ones Hanging on so many burnt out trees That litter the pathway As they tick Remind me of you Every single second In every single minute Carries luminescent memories Of all the wild but lovely things We used to do As they...

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Hashish smoke trails her along a dusky corridor Aka the hall of fires where mirage chimeras unleash Encumbered with hands splayed her crystal ball lumens wires ghostly apparitions mnemonic attachments What mystery ensues a phantasmagoria of horror nudging the demonic Sitters drenched in profuse sweat fainting one by one Alas unconscious their fate met? Coroners couldn’t ‘ve clarified Described as an arctic chill bolting across the sector...

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Poetry is your first walk in freezing cold snow a carnival of whirlwind words that often spin you around Poetry can be sorrow on the end of a cold tree branch drama, excitement, joy, disbelief, and humor Poetry may be a person’s soul splayed out on a page a weird conflict of ideas, that somehow makes sense Poetry is confusion, consternation,...

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Social media An anti-social medium Forums of division Born of indecision Thorn of confusion Your mind’s infusion Creates a delusion To strengthen illusion Social media An Anti-social medium Numbing out the tedium Scrolling pandemonium The darkest addiction Self-Stockholm infliction In lust with your sin Out of love within Convenience kills Worship web thrills Ignoring real life Defending your strife You’ll stand...

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Searching for sanity but I’m not looking for profanity. It’s just too much inhumanity. We need to spread love throughout the world and into the underworld and within the spirt world. We live in a lost world. Recycled by the heartlessness . It’s torturous, and filled with worthlessness. Emotions and abstractions of explosions which...

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Your essence radiates sunshine within. Our tenderness fills the crevices of my soul For when our two spirits meet. Life begins and the earth stands still. For the heavens above open up our innermost desires and dreams. For the dream is what we share. This is more precious than any earthly value. The core of my inner soul stands alone within the...

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The man on the moon knew he could get ruined, if he couldn’t get back to his cocoon. Was he maroon on the cocoon. Or just an illusion for a conclusion. It could’ve been all a delusion without a conclusion. Said the Man on the Moon. Because, I just had a transfusion. The man on...

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The darkness within calls as I walk the line between Heaven and Hell. God’s compassion and tranquility pulls me closer to his divine light. The mental, physical pain lie deep with my being and the spiritual turmoil spinning in my head lingers on through eternity as my physical body falls down deep into the...

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Our Love is in the mist among our spirits. Our souls have a strong connection to each other. As our energy interleaves between our hearts, body and minds. As set forth within our souls passion. We listen within our intuition that lies beyond our consciousness as we pass all of our turmoil of emotions. We stand still...

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Another Spiritual love poem????????????????????? Much Love and Light to everyone??? Thank you my Dear, as the sun rises so does my soul arise from the depths of my heartfelt adoration and compassion for one another and humanity. Enjoy your day, as you set forth into your new dimension of what tomorrow well be, of past yesteryears And...

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What is the value of faith without doubt Love without hatred, peace without routs What is the meaning of joy without pain Words without silence, sun without rain Into the middle both sides fall within Dimension redundant, all endings begin The yin and the yang the long and the short When hands clasp together —right left to import (The New Room: December, 2021)...

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What is cryptocurrency? It’s a digital money....

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