Spirits Poems - Poems about Spirits

Kindred Spirit Mirrored reflections ingrained in our fate , Her thoughts shining inward designed to sedate , Heart beats sings softly with thunderous tunes, Storms infiltrate morning as we strive to assume, Relentless intentions meant to keep us immune, We stare at the full moon it’s light our cocoon. So travel so softly & reach for the stars , Our fiercest intentions...

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looking glass magic murky message barely seen who is the fairest threatening message from spirit or ancestor i wiped it away...

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The “Mayday” radio call message was the final voice from Air India 171 flight bound for London seconds before it crashed creating an eternal memorial for 241 gracious beings, with one survivor. My heartfelt sympathy and condolences to every family member, friend, and associate of those who made their ascent into the heavenly realms. May...

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a week by the seaside is all that you need to revive your spirits ...

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Calling the spirit to tell me a spell I need to seek revenge A spell for me Take a piece wood Carve a face A silver chain Wrap chain round and pull side to side Cursing the one you hate ...

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Fight! Fight! the Lord God cried Ready for battle, stand your ground The dead spirits are 'round about Spreading evil to take us down Oh no we will fight the people said We know our God is on our side Thank you Lord for all you've done You have gone and saved our lives...

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Like Harry Potter, the sorting hat (my mom) has placed me in a bloody, crimson colored school. It’s disorienting, as I go about, the logos are wack. Poor little rich girl no beachside lovers this interminable, scorching summer. I’m swept up by scholastic spirit. Can you hear it? Cause it’s deafening me, on this cool, dry, Boston orientation day. As we finished our morning...

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We are just wandering spirits through a world of stone and dream, where every glance is a film projected on the screen of the mind, and the stones see nothing, they simply are, simple and silent, like eternal witnesses to our ephemeral passage through time. Bless the moment and settle into the stillness of eternity, forgive the shadows of the...

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Come to me and take me there Into your reality Without you I’m unaware Of my personality So much love I have to give Since you’ve gone one day Show me where the spirits live Is it far away Is it near, I’d like to know Is it deep inside Takes a narrow path to go Or its opened wide Like the window when it rains Comes the...

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Our spirits sing when sweet tunes echo in the brain. Our spirits sing from the joy soulful lyrics bring. Great music does not grow mundane. May harmony forever reign. Our spirits sing! ...

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Written: April 16, 2024 for contest, sponsored by Brian Strand *************** nature knows no strangers, all are ...

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In a realm of tranquil illusions, weary spirits find thrones of comfort, Lives frozen in monotonous dances, dolls forgotten in the windows of dead time, Middle-aged souls, ghosts of lost hope, nestle into routine, The leaden embrace of stagnation promises them an eternity of divine peace. Deep within the soul, fear sneaks in like an underground stream, The fear that...

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I don't understand it And I never understood it How vehement disdain can beat in the chest And how vitriol can dance in the mind with unrest The cold, blank stares that quickly turn to a fake smile when I turn and our eyes meet Too late, that crooked smile can't disguise the dark, desolate eyes that bitterly speak Yes. They...

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When will she come to me To take me to that place Where I suppose, we shall be free Like spirits in the space The fortuneteller gave reply Ambiguous and wise But no advice on what to try Should I just close my eyes Engage myself into the realm Of pure imagination And it’ll make me overwhelmed With the enforced elation There, on the boat of dreaming...

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she strummed her guitar and we sang by the glow of the campfire we were free and had no worries we thought the summer would never end AP: Honorable Mention 2025, Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on February 26, 2025...

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