My Musings Poems - Poems about My Musings

...Teasing eyes that I can never get out In my reveries, they haunt forever Voluminous euphoric feelings sprout And engross my musings without sever Spend time gazing at the infinite highs Your e......

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...when another day begins with cold, grey, overcast skies foreboding shivers the mind... uncertainty looms clouds may mirror my musings but, nevertheless, I scan the sky searching for golden s......

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...My musings launched into the stratosphere Marching to Mars’ trending atmosphere It's 2025 At midnight it’ll arrive I’ll be taking time out in the new year ......

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...Miscellaneous, multifarious These were my musings, mixed and various Poems that were happy, poems so sad, Left me heartbroken or cheerily glad. Poems about people and nature and such Sometimes I......

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...I wander through the corridors of my mind, a labyrinth of echoes and whispers, Where each heartbeat is a drummer of destiny, and each breath a sigh of the cosmos. The lunatic, the lover, and the ......

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... I was born a poet not manufactured. It started with a heart feeling fractured. Childhood trauma led to built up suppression, but the soul yearned for creative expression. For years my poems hid......

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...There's a hole in the fabric of my universe Sometimes I slip inside and zip it up Time loses meaning here no future, no past The present in this space is only an imaginary playground between the......

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... Love is a silent emotion, invisible to open eyes. But, I saw the naked soul of her enigma - my universal truth. A pristine state of perfection. As her 'silence' whispered to my sou......

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...What am I looking for, what am I hiding reunited with my past self, can't help but repent; did I lose myself or am I still finding, hoping for my tomorrow just to escape my present. Masked my t......

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... Love is a silent emotion, invisible to open eyes. But, I saw the naked soul of her enigma - my universal truth. A pristine state of perfection. As her 'silence' whispe......

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...Some of my poems are truly inane. Screeching, preaching, a run away train.. Impulsive poetry is to blame. It's just my style. I'll sign my name. It's never racist. It doesn't seek to defame and ......

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...Yes, that is the role of the Teacher, as Shams was to me – showing one ‘who they are’, so they can stop bleating, crying at night, and never again be afraid. Rumi Oh beloved, ......

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...I’m staring at my notebook; The page is lined but blank. I’m like the driver with no map Or gas within the tank. I’ve got the engine started But I have no place to go, So I’m sitting here in ......

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...Written: October 07, 2023  Musings on Faith Contest Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker Faith is taking the first step even when you don't see the whole staircase. Marti......

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...The meticulous melody of my musings is she. Quietly my quill inscribes intrinsic ink upon the paths she walks. Profoundly postulated in poems I've portrayed her in - she's inspired ingenious image......

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