Murky Poems - Poems about Murky

..."I have been a stranger in a strange land." Bible, Exodus 2:22 The compass whirrs. North toward rock, south toward sand. East toward ice, and west toward river. Like a game of spin the bottl......Read the rest...

... “We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.” — Maya Angelou Dark thoughts offer me great despair, sparking......Read the rest...

... Giving voice to my dream, my hope, my belief, Meant silencing doubts who clung like murky mist, Listening to the light, which banished my grief. Joy stirred my soul with hope I j......Read the rest...

...Under the infinite sky of our destiny, the waves of souls stir, A sea of average spirits, drifting aimlessly on the waters of silence, Lacking that aristocratic individuality, as demanded by Christ......Read the rest...

...I threw my fishing rod into murky waters And, as you might have guessed, caught a lousy nothing. But true as that may be, my bait worm was ate Now I know there is something to catch. So......Read the rest...

...The spiritual journey is not a career or a success story, But a series of humiliations of the false self, like a dance of the eclipses. It's a time of change, a network of somber moments and dazzli......Read the rest...

...Sometimes, better to dig it up Right from the root And expose it to daylight Cos' it's not good for a man to sleep all day And not wake up to his responsibilities It's not normal If he pushes......Read the rest...

...Day 1: Indistinguishable from the next Yet placed in a pocket Decisions made to be kept Yet I feel I give nothing For I am a stone after all It's my life's work To ponder my worth So tiring ......Read the rest...

...much of what's behind lies buried within the mind revised or maligned boiling down this life using memory as knife won't halt inner strife trying to avoid staring straight into the void e......Read the rest...

... When words like seeds remain uncultivated, in somber silence the poet within me dies. In the misery of my perishing poetic oasis, petal like poems refuse to infuse idealistic pigments. But with......Read the rest...

...In the secretive corners of the soul, Where you are guided by the whispers of loss, There hides the seed of poetry — A precious stone born from the unseen pressure of pain. An ancient ritual in a......Read the rest...

...Beneath the dome of an unforgiving sky, a spring with a leaden heart warms up, Around it, whole worlds gather, with stiffened breaths and glassy stares, Herds move, languidly inside a landscape tor......Read the rest...

...Restless Regrets This story unfolds with a young girl in her early years feeling the effects of love, in a quaint little town all rashenalty went out the window when she meet this older man she felt......Read the rest...

...At the crossroads of time, where April flinches in buds parted, Spring dwells in the temple, a priestess in a procession of timid lights. A gentle breeze blows, carrying dreams stormy on the orbit ......Read the rest...

...Through a break in the trees Flows a tawny river Sanding the rock endlessly As a peerless carver. The jungle is not seen In the murky water's face. The skies do not skim upon Its......Read the rest...