inpiration
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There are tears in my eyes But not one of grief They are tears from being happy As I euphorically rise from the darkness From which I feared I was lost And that I would suffer the cost But as I fought to the top And broke the surface I saw the light and knew…
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Duplicitous acts of deception The acts of rejection Resonating everywhere that we see All seeking more than we need In a world full of greed It’s as it’s becoming an infection Infecting the mind Leaving us blind to the ruin and suffering left behind We all need to be spiritually Connected to the harsh realities…
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What do I love I love that first touch That first smell That first kiss The texture of another’s lips The emotions as they mix I love the warmth The holding close I love the intimacy most Of just being entwined Looking deep in each others eyes And sharing secret smiles I love to love…
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Music and poetry Define my life As much as my Spiritual dreams I have the music playing As it inspires me My muse for my poetry Is spirituality They combine together To make my ink bleed They create a formulation Of celestial cosmic dreams Where some where in the matrix Within my conscious reality I…
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I sit in a silent cave and dwell Welcome to the rock hotel, Where though rather damp It’s the place I choose to dwell Focusing on the spirit in an act of mindfulness I close my eyes and see before me A caterpillar dwelling upon a shelf of this cave Waiting to transform into something…
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You are an ink stain on my page smudge by the tears running down my face as I try and write about you it just rips me in two you are an ink stain on my page smudged from tears running down my face you are heart breaker that left without a trace you allowed…
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Fly through life on angelic wings And bring to life your light and shine on all things Sail upon a a cloud of love And bring happiness to all you touch And walk in kindness and in grace Always with a smile on your face Share with everyone your spiritual embrace.
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Could you ever trust a person who mistreat animals? I don’t think I could at all Could you ever trust a person who hates other for the colour of their skin? I don’t think I could stomach their ignorance I know of no people that treat animals badly But I have racist friends and family…
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Consciously created imagery is all I need To inspire my own style of poetry Touching on many different form And layer of my own spirituality I don’t seek approval though I appreciate it Gratitude shown is the key to this I could never let my ego dictate anything I stay humble as I consciously live…
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