Introspection Poems | Examples of Introspection Poetry

Sometimes, always, & rather unsurprisingly, I start to wonder… why...my heart cannot explain, the corporeal notes, of music, in just a droplet, of rain. ...Read the rest...

The raven caw loudly from tree branches, as 2 of them argue or emphasize a point These large birds seem to arrive at times of death I saw them at a graveyard on a cold winter day I see...Read the rest...

concepts confine thought’s not the thing so we recline that love may bring boons that align for soul to spring and in the void shine whence we dance and sing...Read the rest...

as damage control ~ let not thoughts patrol...Read the rest...

A Mother's Son One had to carry me in her womb for nine months awaiting the day on which I was to come out, Only to be cheated that I'm no longer nine months old. I've...Read the rest...

while letting the great magician pull a white fluffy rabbit from out of a black stove top hat with a sleight of hand only through the dark arts of blue smoke and mirrors...Read the rest...

The forest around her story damning the plains— The littlest girl seen by the wind through the plains. Green honey passes just by a bee's swirling wings; The gold smoothed by her heart; fingers reading the plains. The likelihood...Read the rest...

As close as A porch swing hanging After rain....Read the rest...

I can tell you that the edge of oblivion is a comforting place for the wise Oblivious to the wondering eyes of the layman that watch, things are seen just as they are All it takes is a...Read the rest...

Dive in deep ! Enjoy awakening from stupor surpassing torpor. ...Read the rest...

the capsuled module of our luminescent Self in bondage to body-mind hypnotised and thus deluded strangely attains an equilibrium with limitation and ignorance asking light to pay homage to the befuddled identity which soul has donned ...Read the rest...

The assigned unseen lamp hidden somewhere, someone kindles for you when you’re made to arrive. Unperceived, it creates reflective beam of contemplation, illumines the pathway of your destined journey. The free will you make as the mental mural...Read the rest...

the eristic hermit ~ self-judges his merit...Read the rest...

Spring tones, the blues— creature sky must come down, For Summer will chip on flowers cut under ploughs, Power now shared by crows long before Autumn's fast, And Winter then, snowing hard with a forest's bare; bony...Read the rest...

Home Again reprise: We and Time started out together but somewhere Time left us behind The home of childhood - a house now owned by others - resides in the past When the blush of youth has matured into wise years, memories remain Life's path...Read the rest...