Past Life Poems - Poems about Past Life

Time Time spent. Time, spend my time. Here, there, dried reality, broken times Yes, everything was lost, only the walk remained. In the space and time, walk alone Walk alone Walk alone In the time In the time Remebering The past I just want someone to come back again. Again. This is the past. Back in the past Recreate it from the past form again...

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Another World Sees It is good to live together two lives Two lives are one, and one is two The gate is open in the cemetery Mirror life, patinated monochrome The other side, without putrefaction Calling now the gate, step is time Runs the past life, comes silver kind This life is cold but cool clear life Feel and live in the dead cleared...

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Always remember the past, the past, you live far, you will live far, from the past Expanding time unfortunately linear, turn back and see your life See your life, watch your life, find your life, mine is in your heart Always remember the past, the past, calling you, following you, forming you the past That time has passed away, turn back...

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Trapped in my mind where I become we So much existence present, each one are me Will not Converse nor consult with my spirit's mural I see My spirit doesn't seem to react to my plea In here is a completely new world, real as can be Entities everywhere, all kinds, visually a tree My demands for these...

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Opened eyes reminiscing of the life That must have been Centuries ago royal courts & palaces Science literature & art virtue & honour Filled with glory A regal life Back to present Found a new lease With a realisation The calling of this life ...

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Feeling the sun on my face Feeling free with music up in the trees I hear you call my name and it becomes a race Knowing I can no longer be at ease Hoping you don’t read between the lines Pretending it's easy to go on Back to the house I’m usually confined How to continue when all my lifelines are...

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Walk in the future Being in the past, living in the past, where is the past? There is no past, camphor is the past; changed all life Sure? Who writes these words are the same, single life So many paths, and roads, where are the beginning, and end? There is no first step, no last step, and an endless walk...

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as is now fashionable I visited a spiritual medium it was all to satisfy my curiosity and relive me from my life’s tedium entering lucid trance in the vast void instantly my soul guide appeared he held my hand and assured there’s nothing to be feared in a gentle voice he spoke body dies but the soul lives on souls reincarnate...

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Are you being held back? Are you living in your past? Are you carrying the burden? Are you bearing the brunt? Have you more questions than answer? Have you been seeking the truth? Have you been knocking on doors? Have you found the source? Science always doesn’t answer, clarifies. In meta world many things survive, No text is sufficient, no explanations suffice. In the world beyond,...

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RED SEA At the mouth I lay splayed blood trickling, slowly dripping into soft mud or red Akashic ink mud of my anus, ink of my sacred septum ...

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Jumping over the jagged rocks of Jupiter's sixty-seventh moon My soles are bleeding, but my soul continues chasing the memory Maneuvering between boulder and ice Irritating eyes to turn frost-bitten Bitter wind whirling across my cheeks calling attention to the sky Surrendering a quasar to quiet my noise and drown out darkness Distant behemoths to haunt and torment Terrestrial echoes of another...

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A loving place where I did once dwell but will never be allowed to return You are the spring that feeds the stories I tell the keeper of the things that I have learned Each step I take is filled with memories from a life that I once knew Every smell from flower and tree pulls my thoughts back to you There in...

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I just keep seeing them, the hooves pounding those old rain-soaked cobblestones, somewhere in the back of my mind. I feel the creeping fog against someone else’s skin, not mine. An old iron lamp post and that old lamplighter, impressions are burned into my third eye. I knew him in another lifetime. I’ve...

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I can recall another lifetime, one where I could fly Gazing down upon the earth, moonlight glinting in my eye A king among the stars with a piercing call that could terrify I was once a mighty falcon, a raptor of the sky Soaring majestically brought exhilarating thrills Cruising deep valleys and magnificent hills Preparation for the hunt was how...

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Not by itself is life complicated, Let me not push world to ways of my head. If I try and forgive but can’t forget, Worse than a spell in hell my life may get. What makes things look dark clouds is memory, So, let me drain off all its history, And everything in...

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