Psyche Poems - Poems about Psyche

Doubts are always hiding/ Inside each of us/ Life is hard/ We will never be rid of it/ Lurking in the back of the mind/ In dormant mode/ Only to be shot forth/ Like a bullet/ To keep assaulting one's mind/ It's hard not...Read the rest...

The true body glows to the pattern of the mind you’re in. (9/24/24)...Read the rest...

Eyes without zeal Fists without soul Tongue without bone....Read the rest...

Unshackle your psyche break the chains of fear explore the cosmos ...Read the rest...

In the labyrinth of the human psyche, where thoughts roam free, A boundless expanse of consciousness, vast as the endless sea. Here, emotions swirl like tempests, fierce and wild, As we navigate the depths of the mind, like...Read the rest...

I breathe in your out breath exhalations spare from death mouth to mouth resuscitation my existence just a fabrication drumming on the optic nerve become part visceral part verve with...Read the rest...

Mine psyche riddled with dybbuk Thru emerging adulthood awareness awoke within noggin of average baby boomer bloke catastrophization toward risk taking I evoke positive growth experiences throughout vast number of orbitz around sun never kickstarted, nor linkedin with potential livingsocial folk, thus...Read the rest...

Our Mysterial World Our Mysterial World I dissociate to observe myself from outside my body I feel separated I’m dreaming Flashbacks torrent I’m in one place yet my psyche is in another Simultaneous presence At ease with bilocation. ...Read the rest...

Blank for poetry For the first time, I’m blank No poetic rhythm or vocabulary connoisseurship Just plainly and utterly blank I’m searching and scouring Not finding the right words Or any words at all I’m just...blank Maybe that’s what this...Read the rest...

rainbow butterfly ode colors aliferous possessor of eyes...Read the rest...

Cerebral ventricles capitulate in the face of fatigue. At night I am judged by executioners from the shadows who stalk me. At dawn demons hold my head upright. Our symbiosis is lethal, and I can't kill them inside me. That...Read the rest...

"The Color of Soul" Yesterday I got a rug, A thirty year old Turkish village weaving Just full of light and joy, so much so That it makes all my others seem soulless. Like ***********, soul is something You can’t...Read the rest...

Within the ambit of the psyche untamed Is the wonder cavern with hanging thoughts And projections prompting peevish plots- Thick and prickly notions oddly framed Fall about, on the least spur of moment Which ruffles the indignant frozen ill-will- Once...Read the rest...

Is there such a thing As pseudonym pseudonym A double disguise...Read the rest...

I no longer have any need nor want, my love cannot be bought. I found the mesmerizing god of love my soul had once long sought. I find through telepathy he counters every bad thought....Read the rest...