Mystery Poems | Examples of Mystery Poetry

In the mystery of the dark and vast night, the blizzards of forgetfulness cry in silver verses Under the dome of the sky carved in living stones, I stand alone like a bell of thought forgotten in secrecy Time flows in circles of fire and forgetfulness, and I am a flame burning in its own ashes My soul...

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There is a fire in me Not meant to destroy. It lights ruins So I can read the old names. It warms no one... But, it remembers....

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Crow calls me. Not with voice… With posture, shadow A black curl moving, against turquoise sky. I follow. ...

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Somewhere, in a hush not bound by walls My other waits... Not the twin of flesh But the echo I left behind... When I chose to live, this time forward. And if I call... A silence answers. For then, when I better listen... It breathes my name From both ends of the sky....

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She lost her keys. Vanessa was frantic, pacing, but I closed my eyes— and saw. "They’re in the garden, beneath the jasmine," I said. She blinked. “How did you know?” I said nothing. But I’ve always known— when she lies, when she leaves, when another man’s scent follows her home. I dream it first, then watch it unfold. Before thunder, I feel it in my spine. Before love dies, I mourn it in...

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our mental simulator is the incubator of our physical illustration our mental perceptions of how events in our perceived physical world are created by our inner most desires...

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When you don't see love, Just go to the sea. Make the sea breeze As your love letter, To send your love for free. The sea is vast as ocean So as love is simple, Yet so unfathomable. The heart is one foot In between your head, Yet so far at a distance, So deeply felt unrestrained. The mind is green when tame While heart is red in...

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I am the magician called Urgency. Many a person has been fooled by me. If only they’d paused so they could see. Their loss could have been a...

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The day arrives with its light, The stranger hides in the night. Its tendrils linger within a chamber, Sometimes trailing us in our slumber. I seek the light, but the night pursues me; Each day is a walk across a turbulent sea. I tread along the paths of the Divine, ...

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A brief but deep connection As we lock eyes across the room And I have a sense of pain I feel the saddest surrender To what life does to you Over the incessantness of time I watch as she so slowly settles Muscles not so lithe in age But wide eyes still locked with mine Somehow it is a shared moment Perhaps a camaraderie that...

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I must be more than what others see. For that is just the physical me. I know there’s more than what’s in sight. There must be a hidden me, right? If not just physical, then what other form? What other choices could be the norm? When I physically manifest. I showed a shell of myself at best. I may be a spirit, residing...

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In the mystery of the universe, where mortal hands cannot stop the fall of flowers, tears gather like pearls on the petals of destiny, without defying the law of time, for what must be, shall be, like the twilight that bows before the night, and the stars, in a trembling choir, bow to the dusk with grace and...

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In the mystery of the night, when stars weave their dance on the velvet black sky, I embrace the echo of love that resonates like a symphony of unfulfilled dreams, like a sea whispering desires in waves of memories that never fade, and I find myself shipwrecked on the island of my thirsty soul. I knew beforehand that I...

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Knowing not who in truth we are, death is feared, since we are attached to this decaying form, so we are through life by myriad fears speared, with God’s law of love unable to conform. Surrendering will, we are by God’s hand steered, stripped of attributes, yet feeling His love warm. In a realm outside space-time, we yet exist, living light eternal,...

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Looking steadily into my shyly cloaked eyes, His arms encircled but barely embraced me, pulling me closer. Then slowly sank his soft and gentle hands to gracefully poise above The life-giving Chakra at the base of my naked spine. Heating, throbbing, at once igniting the all-creative center Now expanded in a glorious rise from momentous peak to peak. He made no...

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