The Path Poems - Poems about The Path

You joined the Navy. I joined the circus. I was always a clown, and you were always so serious. ...

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In endless rows of ticking screens, Where numbers dance and cold light gleams, He spent his days in hollowed time, His heart untouched, his soul confined. Contracts signed with vacant eyes, Chasing wealth beneath gray skies. The clink of coins, the shuffle of files, Left no joy, no genuine smiles. Then one day, a scent of bread, A baker’s voice, a warmth it spread. The...

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“Not all souls are willing to burn to learn, transmuting as light in mind-body urn.” ~ quote by poet Krama, step by step energisation, simply stated, is kundalini rise, gripping us in all time meditation, each rapture tremor embraced in surprise. Awakening occurs in slow motion, in a manner that leaves...

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truth we would find, although we’re blind looking outward, without insight we light a spark, to gain clear sight although we’re blind, truth we would find we slow down thought, to be self-taught to gain clear sight, we light a spark soul ascends on an upward arc to be self-taught, we slow down thought love’s benign burn, the way we learn an...

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Slithering and Creeping Along the Moonlit Path Where Dark Desires Permeates the Hidden Caverns of My Heart An Enchanted Road, A Supplicant Ritualist Journey Beyond the Seas of Perpetual Agony Confronting Sinister Vices In the Canyon of Piteous Wails Seeking The Crossroads of Equilibrium Where Virtue Prevails This Path Navigates the Depths of My Soul Harbor Abode to My Grotesque...

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Our cabin in North Carolina was built by Deborah’s mom and dad in 1983… It rests on the side of a mountain…nestled in among the trees. When Deborah’s dad was alive he had a garden terraced off at the bottom of the yard. He built a pathway to this garden…to make the walk down there…not quite as hard. This...

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My name's ANGIE, are you listening? I grew up listening to that group called Rolling Stones I was told you're wasting your time by dreaming They never knew how harsh they were with those tones. YOU CAN'T ALWAYS GET WHAT YOU WANT Words they thought were normal for dreamers I didn't see why not, nothing could stop that Until one RUBY...

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B-ible E-xposition R-eally L-ets Y-ou N-urture R-ighteous A-ctions, Q-uietly U-nderstanding E-ternal L-ife ©bfa061125 Monocrostic (Birthday of Berlyn B. Raquel)...

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Lead me not to wander dear Lord guide my footsteps amongst the path of life. Step by step as my journey beckons up mountains down through valleys keep me level in thy word. Allow me to reach that glorious destination where pain and sorrows are washed away within the glory of your eternal love. ...

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My loves we must move on, forward through all the thorns. Lets work on us, and become strong, and reach for the long dreams we have. Yes we can, reach for the stars, and live in happiness and bliss forever. Be clever like a lever, with all your dream in hand, run forward with the...

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In the howling wilderness, the path is lost beneath the fury of wild winds, The compass loses its meaning under the vast and empty sky, without stars to guide us, Our steps wander through the nameless realm, where echoes forget their words, Alone we walk through the wilderness of the heart, seeking traces of vanished dreams. The thorns of...

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M-ay A-ll Y-our C-ompleted E-ndeavors L-et M-ore A-ctivities R-emarkably M-ake I-t T-hrough O-bstacles ©bfa052625 Monocrostic (Birthday of Maycel V. Marmito) ...

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Time flies so fast, and so do I, Never knowing what happiness is Yet I search for eternal places— Still, I am fine. Those who nurse a grudge And Inflict their pain on me. Never knowing what beauty is Yet I search for eternal places— Still, I am...

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Show me the last time I truly saw your face. This has to be just short of insane. This path we are walking doesn't feel safe. I stumble as push forward bones and dreams of some other time and place. Three steps was a lifetime ago. No vision nor eye for seeing. looking back through fogy memories careful not to skip back...

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I walked a long path today. Off in the woods nearby. My dogs walked with me, and took side trails on the sly. A little trail becomes a deer trail, through the eucalyptus and pine The oxalis grows wild everywhere the covering that binds. Pine cones and eucalyptus bark curls make the path look like a stream. The sun came through the...

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