Short Inmost Poems
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tranquil reflection
your windows are deceiving
your image is flawed
reveal your inmost turmoil
set pandemonium loose
March 31, 2012
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He's aged and gray yet my heart still melts,
his eyes and his smile have not changed
and put butterflies within
the inmost part of me.
Love is mystery
and will escape
the greedy,
squeezing
mind.
ILLUSORY LOVE
From the fake inmost heart
Their came vain promises
Raising the hope of a lover
Restless with emotions
Of love for a bloody liar and hypocrite
Never knew it's full of deceit
An Ijeoma Ikonne's poem © 2021
Imagine this,a sojourn in the exoitic
all is simplicity,a pinnacle of felicity,
the inmost soul,the same but different.
A requiem of an eternal image
a daydream
once still born
now fly
In streams of consciousness
winged by imagination
the
invisible
eludes
detection
and yet
can be heard
in
the
quiet
of the heart:
this
inmost
art
will o' wisp,
a
puzzle
comes
to us
at
will
but
is
never
ours
Not for him the outer stars,
not for him the high reach.
Core and interiority, the essence,
the very inmost,
that was his aim.
Eventually it came upon him
that there was always an expanse,
an immeasurable sky
within every substance and object.
He called that vastness,
‘me’.
You are my strong man.
You never try to pursue glory or praise,
You don't run after mere appreciation or raise.
It is the invulnerable faith that lies inmost.
That you know it will keep you going.
Quietly and silently you keep on working and striving,
For the one whom you love and care the most.
She kept her secrets of love tucked away
In a shoebox, a forbidden affair
Protected deep in her innermost heart.
Their warm, playful, and inmost affection
Had blossomed in their youth, under a full
Moon that hung large in a sky scattered with
Millions of radiant magical stars.
But she had been promised to another.
To become one flesh, one mind,
two hearts must bare the inmost shrine;
it is then two souls can intertwine
and mingle on the utmost spire,
fuel to feed Love's sacred fire,
consumed upon its flaming pyre.
From that altar just one will rise,
a phoenix winged to split the skies:
all that was two in ashes lies.
Copyright, 1987
Faye Lanham Gibson
The candle flickers, the sunlight fades,
Nearly extinguished, up high the flame leaps
As brilliant rays pierce my heart's horizon
Then disengage, sink slowly into the ashen eve
Where unseen, sparks glow and glimmer
From my inmost chamber throughout
Night's long deep slumber, until sensing your
Imminent Return, the Blaze Newborn emerging
Written: August 2023
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Midnight's Ink reveal
seclusion penned in moonlight~
noiseless confidant
Revealing secrets,
Ink bleeds, bares my inmost thoughts~
Moon, my only friend
Midnight's dazzling groove
Moon flickers sea twinkles bright~
Wave flitters, night gleams
You are the Song
I want to hear when the sun declines,
Laying on my bed at the dead of the night,
seizing the moment.
You are the lyrics I want to wake up to,
at the ceasing of the dusk.
The Author must have written you from the inmost heart,
Inspired by the stars and the silent moon.
Your sound is so magical,
I'm hearing the birds singing along.
It's a bright new day.
My heart is full with thy thoughts..
All positive and adorable terms..
Surround the inmost shrine of my heart..
O my beloved..
I want you sleeping cozy..
With your arms around me..
In acute silence..
For I’m your true friend..
And a nest that awaits..
For this beautiful bird..
To return..
Rashmi Pitre
copyright
•
I hope you see,
Nakedness in between layers,
Feel the pattern of the leaves ,
that touching your skin, soft and free.
For a moment,
Forgot an impatient world,
And dance in slow motion with feather
To name the rivers that flow in you
To protect the inmost places within you .
When you have gone far from you,
I hope you surrender
to create your sunset spot
to touch the same rivers
Where you are not lost .
•
A nature of true self,
Establish by own character,
Person of interest, Color and Shape.
The true self that shows
Inmost sight, foundation of
Good and moral value, giving away.
The unique genuine inward of
A person that stand in any
Angle, level being.
Bad and good confer in
Time moment scene.
The self right to stand in time,
Motives shows the real you.
© Jocelyn Dunbar
24 February 2006
2: 28 PM
Recapturing thought can be more elusive
than chasing butterflies with pole and net
word's peltering mind like hailstone's
eventually evaporate.........
must wait for the brain cloud to rain again
Somewhere in the dark recess sit's an insomniac host
inmost phrase's at inopportune moment
inactivity appears not to be an option
managing time........proper use of space
pen to paper , the point will trace
eloquent style is where I find my peace........
In the inmost part of my extrinsic insoluble mind
There is a berth that you have to leaf thoroughly through to find
A vicinity that's scarred by years of heartless crime
Like a flask with echoes of sour screams, overflowing with cries
Keeps me roused at eventide with a toothless grin
Wondering if I'll be tolerable for once in my continuance and when
Day spring comes and then my dusty attic generates a spin
Arise and get costumed, as it starts all over again
Health and wealth, for all, I ask,
That we might fulfill each task;
And turn life's each little sphere,
Blessings ever to endear...!
When fogs of gloom dare engulf,
Ruin peace of the inner self;
May the rays from high above,
Like brightest sun, power, prove...!
May every step be guided,
By God and we be guarded;
From all destructive evils,
That inmost freedom prevails...!
14 December 2021
Winter Wishes Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
I WILL
I will , she accepted
To be entangled
And mingle in love
With a stranger
I will, she agreed
A firm promise made
Sincerely from the inmost heart
Purified like a gold
I will, she decided
Amidst life challenges
Through the sun
Or in the rain
I will, she did
By accepting the ring
As he proposed
A sign of what he desired.
I will , he promised
To go meet your parents
As a proof of my love
To be together with you.
An Ijeoma Ikonne's poem © 2021
Her piano fingers are singing
And dancing up my spine now around my neck and oh! Straight into my heart-
Can I fall in love with you, piano girl?
Softly you
Trip and dance your music down a lane filled with sunshine dappled shadow,
An interplay of light within sound within laughter;
How you touch my inmost me and lift me!
Tapping and swaying and singing and playing
Sweetness and blessings circling ‘round me
as I sip my tea and listen to the love in your fingers, piano girl.