Sensitivity Poems - Poems about Sensitivity

...I go within my being and touch the core of my soul. Like a monk in deep meditation, my mind is quiet. Exploring the hidden, unknown truths has become my goal. My conscience and consciousness are f......Read the rest...

... Ebullient ecstasy cascades carefree in the winding valley of the teeming time, changes the tenuous tenor with the reflection of the chromatic sky in the overflowing palette, paintin......Read the rest...

...The mirror reflects a lifetime etched upon my skin; a canvas of stories whispered through maturity. I stand before it, middle-aged and exposed, my nakedness laid bare. My image holds no ju......Read the rest...

... In my heart, there is the assurance that His grace is bigger than my worst, greater than my hurts, more pure than my simplicity and more amazing than my soul’s intensity. In my hear......Read the rest...

... Love, with all her iridescent shadows, bruised by trembling winds of melancholy, grieving the moments before vows were taken, startling away the fears, the tears, the years restoring ......Read the rest...

...stable stuffed &soft happenings in space replicas galvanised to awaken sensitivity to life......Read the rest...

... Good time, bad time, contrasting confused sensitivities partition time continuum unequally. Live the impermanent sequence, repeated beyond control as perceptive pieces of life in time mos......Read the rest...

...Genesis 4:12 (KJV) “When thou tillest the ground, it shall not henceforth yield unto thee her strength; a fugitive and a vagabond shalt thou be in the earth.” Yesterday spreads its wings… Across ......Read the rest...

... So Blue, what have you been doing since my last interview with you? Well, I still hang out (or should I say “up”) with Sky. And I’m down with oceans, rivers, lakes and seas. However, Sky so......Read the rest...

...I burgeon its beating wings To give me a purpose to bleed. Bleeding through a fury For one needn’t worry. But so tiny as fragments of broken glass Piercing my feet in grass full of bees. That ......Read the rest...

...He set hearts on fire With gifted voice, guitar dreams, Stifled urge to breath, just breath, Exhaling the still, cool peace, More than just make believe, Not just instinct – but grief, The war ......Read the rest...

... In toiling times the resilient state of self-discipline connects conscience with perennial precept in the algorithm of being with ego abandoned the meaning of life measured emotional......Read the rest...

... Sprawling aspiration effervescent incandescence spreads psychic plasma of primal spectrum painting passion on the silken sky the configured fascinated facsimile of mental panorama su......Read the rest...

...Niharo grew herself a strong wise wonderful son. She showed him there is strength in sensitivity and truth Listening and helping others was Niharo’s way of life Her son Eli was revered and respect......Read the rest...

...I shan't try and be witty an engage in the norm peeking through such pain my eyes see dim as crushing temporal lesion push against soft tissue endings pounding my optic nerves from my forehea......Read the rest...