Of The Same Mind(P) Poems - Poems about Of The Same Mind(P)

Goodness of love first comes to mind, As often, disgust comes to mind. Love’s loveliness first comes to mind, How love gets to rust comes to mind. What looks like a soft and sweet breeze, How it turns to gust comes to mind. That which looks like love so profound, How oft turns out lust comes to mind. And what may seem mundane...

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It’s pumping… What’s pumping? It feels like it’s exploding. Why? How? Nothing galvanizes me anymore. The atmosphere is calm, conducive but not in my mind, where thoughts sprint like fugitives, and I cage them behind a silent smile. I hide under the pretense of joy, while the weight crushes me slowly. Night comes too fast, and the day… it stops smiling. I keep trying my best, clinging to the fragile...

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Peace of Mind Among The Times There’s a concept forming upon the horizon A sunset warning me to focus my eyes upon A notion of antiquity to seemingly delight upon While the elements of iniquity I can find only respite from Magnitudes of promise designed to integrate with time Attitudes of pretense that the delusional consider...

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Poem of the day My heart and brain, a constant fight, A war within, day and endless night. Emotions rage, like a stormy sea, While logic whispers, "Think clearly." Love and reason, in discordant sway, My heart beats strong, while my brain says "wait". Feelings flood, like a tidal wave, While facts and reason, my passion try to save. In this battle, I'm...

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when you see a poster talk a lot about poetry bla bla bla make sure that he or she has an empty mind and a very weak soul...

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Too much of your love is enough, For my soul to breathe pure and clear. Let your kiss not fall on my cuff, But on my cheeks to dry each tear. Give me your heart beyond measure, And drown me deep in its vastness. Let me swim in its true treasure, For my limbs are weak in fastness. Too much of your care...

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Please mind your language when you speak to me Don't dare to cross my clear set boundary This life is hard enough without word wars So speak with good intent and don't leave scars I do not have the time for guess work, dear Make motive clear, your conversation steer to truthful words, for they are sure to find a deep connection...

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she plays scenarios in her head till she can’t distinguish shades from fact or fiction it started out all innocent at first she didn’t sense the danger she let her thoughts play drift and skip ahead of herself like an untended garden the weeds soon taking over she spirals down a private rabbit hole and plays such games not meant for children the type with hidden...

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Ghanaians are beating The drum of shame For Nigerians Which they will later dance to Calling Nigerians in Ghana All sorts of names, due to some misunderstanding Now they're promoting hate just because of mistakes. Ghanaians are on the street Creating scenarios Nigerians the villains Forgetting they triggered it Forgetting what their Ghanaians Are doing to Nigerians as well No country without...

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I looked at the Spring garden, I was about to paint, knowing the new tubes of paint I ordered, were due, any time soon. I saw that many of the rose petals had faded, from red to mauve, some that had dropped were brown. So without red, I could mix blue with magenta, and yellow to paint those drab...

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Rain falls on windows; Beautiful notes on the panes. Faint sounds of thunder; Memories flooding my mind- Consciousness waters' raging. Crack! Lightning flashes; Illuminating shadows- Darkness is preferred. ...

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Contest : Prior to Intent Sponsor : Unseeking Seeker 29.7.25 PLACED 2ND IN CONTEST _________________ IN THE BEGINNING intentions set luminescent spiralling quarks already written as codes at birthing of Soul from Divine Mind intricate patterns of His-Her inconceivable eternal infinite Plans tracings of filigree Love dormantly waiting for its Time to flower then fade so Soul descends carrying its precious curriculum safely packaged spiritual...

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We’re given a heart to love with We’re given a mind to think with We’re given a Creator to humble us We’re given experiences for blessings and lessons in life ...

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across the festival of grasses I ran through the view of various booth and attraction run by locals and those aged faction along those sneaky foreigners with imprinted aliases rolling my bike seemed to bother with their necks closing in leaning towards my upward chin read as arrogance, instead as an evader invader of their land shattering their drinking glass yet still manage to outclass...

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