Sacred Poems - Poems about Sacred

Let the night enfold our sacred bond where shadows softly play for us, suspending time in moments of our blissful wishes and the midnight dreams~ why must daylight then arrive and love end?...

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Once I learned I’d have to pay for my sins Today I see there’s not a sin that’s not ‘in’ Once I was told to respect every teacher Today a...

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Monotheism's greyscale God is a monochromatic antithesis of polytheism's gay full-color Gaian Hypothesis. A radiant monotheistic SunGod is the 1 numerator antithesis of a polytheistic non-0 denominator's rain-bowed Gaian Hypothesis. Orthodox yang monotheism is the often lonely at the top antithesis of ortho-practiced yintegrally compassionate pleasured polytheism. Testosterone glowing linear erections are the Male antithesis of estrogen flowing round anticipations joying enjoying enjoining FeMale prothesis. A transcendently nominative FatherSun is the monotheistic spiritually voiced antithesis of...

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The classroom is a quiet forge, and I, a blade in silent fire— shaped by care, tempered in calm, honed to serve a brighter purpose. But into this heatswept chamber she storms, a tempest cloaked in titles— her words the hammer’s fall, striking without measure, without proof. She holds a flame to my calm steel, asking why I do not sparkle like she: “Why do...

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let's meet tonight in cemetery to perform our sacred ritual where i hold you close and we dance in the dark there is a sword in my back and a glass of wine in your hand to fill it with my blood let's meet tonight in cemetery to perform our sacred ritual where you betray me for one last time as you're kissing...

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Lilies Haiku 39 white lilies in bloom cotton petals unfurl~ nature`s sacred...

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Music first played on the heartstrings of God Whose chorus of Angels carries beyond A melody sacred each note comes from He Whose flute calls us closer Whose harp — sets us free (1st Book Of Prayers: July, 2025) ...

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Within the circle’s quiet pulse lies a deeper truth: when we shape our ways by kindness, trust takes root. The classroom holds a sacred space, where hearts find hope, and fears erase. Not just a room with desk and board, But a haven where the soul is restored. A whisper heard, a glance that sees— Each moment sown like sacred seeds. Mistakes aren’t...

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We are natural bodies outside engaging spiritual souls inside So also, and with more significant integrity in this domesticated desecrating lack of thriving home We are timeless souls with spacious bodies Sexual souls with sacred bodies Sensational sages called to musing ordinations, sensexual singing souls communing sacred dancing bodies Inside pleasure history's reweaving healthy rites outside passion mystery's re-ligioning wild wealth sights Of natural wilderness bodies restoring spiritual sanctuary souls. ...

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Mystic dancer in the firelight, spinning, swirling as her soul takes flight, chasing spirits on an astral plane and catching them to call by name. Perspiration beads on her skin, arms spread like wings of her peregrine, bracelets jingle and scatter light and she dances late into the night. Drummers beat out a strong tattoo, her tempo quickens, her heartbeat too, as visions spiral around...

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[Verse 1] I walked through endless nights alone, fire burning in my gut, The road was rough, jagged, and cold — but hell, I never lost my cut. Every scar’s a tale I tell, ain’t no lie, just truth in parts, And in the chaos of my soul, I stumbled on the sacred heart. [Pre-Chorus] The veil ripped off, the dream’s...

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The sodium street lights Your few striped freckles The makeshift tattoo on my palm A couple? Never. It's always been a triple or even a single at best, A circle of medics healing medics. This distortion is fine It's a revolution of entrancing revolts. Relics ignite for every star in the ground, Scattered upon my brain. To my pressed, dear, deadest flowers... You keep leaving...

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Need some inspiration? Title. The Sacred Hollow. (A lone voice whispers) Have you been subtly conditioned to overlook your true potential? Does a voice sometimes whisper? Whether in sleep or in daylight? Open your tired eyes wide and reach for the stars. See how far you can go. Cast off the chains of conditioning That appeared as you grew older....

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2025.05.18 Today, I had a morning started quite roughly. I almost missed the bus, Then actually missed the stop at the train station, That costed me one hour moving and waiting around. Finally, I reached my destination. I climbed up hill of the Malmsbury Reservoir, Followed the walking trails Walked along the Coliban River, Got closer to the arched brick bridge, Near Ellesmere...

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