Home » Poems » Best » Adriana Tudorache » Best Adriana Tudorache Poems

Best Poems Written by Adriana Tudorache

Below are the all-time best Adriana Tudorache poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

Details | Adriana Tudorache Poem

Hide and seek

I saw God, I swear I did, 
Was it a chimera or was I in luck?
Who knows? I was awestruck.

I looked again and He wasn’t there, 
I closed my eyes and He was everywhere. 
I rejoiced, embracing this connection,
It felt like a passage toward ascension.

I’ve surrendered to the scorch of vibrations 
In my deepest being,
Cosmic gospels were piercing my Self;
Couldn’t understand a word,
But I could feel what it was said. 

It was like magic, now you see Him, 
Now you don’t.
Forgotten knowledge that now I knew, 
Reminded me, that I was you.

I took a breath and I was shedding ego, 
Fear and everything that dread.
A veil of understanding 
Was lifting before my eyes.

It was God and me,
Playing hide and seek.
Glance within and have a peek.

Details | Adriana Tudorache Poem

The Life Acrostic

Liberating feelings were encircling my brain,
Inspiration flowing through my veins.
Fabric of reality was thinning again,
Ebullient tales were echoing my name.

Details | Adriana Tudorache Poem

The esoteric kind

Kismet’s hand stretches the fabric of creation; 
Ichor of the gods entwines with auric fields,
Numinous ideas become our inspiration;
Deeply planting the ascension seeds.

Details | Adriana Tudorache Poem

Blueprint of humanity

Harmonious tales of esoteric beliefs,
Uplift the celestial collective;
Magic dust is scattered akin to autumn leafs,
And mystical pursuits reshape the narrative.
Nebulous designs slowly step into limpidity,
Ianthine rays light our winding journey;
Telestic quests meld with earthly deeds,
Ylem is the source, veiled by human weeds.

Details | Adriana Tudorache Poem

The beauty and the mirror

“The beauty you see in me is a reflection of you.”
                                               Rumi 

When I look in the mirror, I see myself,
But sometimes, when I look deeper,
I see you and everyone else.
When beauty surrounds us,
It already exists within, likewise with the ugly,
What we avoid in us we cast on others,
But it only unveils what lays underneath;
As we are projecting from scars,
Buried by Ego and our demons.
Let go of fear and sit with your shadows,
Talk to them and ask who they really are;
What’s behind all that anger and guilt?
You’ll know the answer, just quiet your mind;
The vibration you give out, 
It’s the frequency you receive;
We’re ascending towards the Source;
No judgment, but a better understanding,
For the world is a mirror,
And we are the reflection in it.

Details | Adriana Tudorache Poem

Spring Sonnet

The rebirth of our world described in one word: spring;
It’s been forever witnessed by divine source tribes.
Trees blossoming under the Sun’s wing,
It’s new life, dressed in green; everyone subscribes.

Every spring the whole universe is reborn,
New Sun is rising bringing powerful growth;
I feel it in my every cell, more life will be born,
Synchronicity is surrounding us both.

In this new world, winter’s grip loosens its hold;
The equinox urges us to enkindle our inner fire.
New cycles, new rhythms prompts us to shed the old,
Restoring times loomed in form of mystic wire.

Themes of new beginnings bleeding in existence,
New life is scheduled to commence.

Details | Adriana Tudorache Poem

YOUnivers

Scrolling cosmic pages is my habit now,
A synchronised life, no nine to five and no alarm.
Careless and with no bills to pay;
Reality is, I’ve mastered the play.
Essentially, I’m just using a cheat code, 
Divine numbers that construct this mode.

Remember, you are the player and the game,
Eigenmode vibrating energy in a singular flame;
Abilities are enhanced in this cosmic suit you wear,
Latent superpowers were locked away by fear.
It’s divine, the universe crafted by yourself,
Tap into the fabric at the bottom of the stars,
Intricated in the glow that is settled on the shelf.
Eager, I grab my reckoning and share my story;
Suppress the ego and know, it’s all remuneratory.

Details | Adriana Tudorache Poem

A paradox of juxtaposition

In the knowledge of humanity, enfolded in the jammed mundane, 
Allow yourself to take a breath, and let go of yesterday.
No black screens, no phones, no internet today;
We embrace the present tapping into our collective membrane.

A mosaic of consciousness is expanding into everyone,
It was no division, just unity and a land of stillness.
We tune in our new reality and we feel limitless.
There is no judgment here, no need to knee or pray,

Acknowledge the confusion but don’t be led astray;
Logged out of your mind you have forgotten who you are;
No need to fret, your thoughts are the altar.
Your light shines higher, I’ve seen it when the door was ajar.

Connect the fear with the reassurance and just know;
What you put out it’s what you get, as above so it is below.
Colossal emotions were floating leaving a trail of afterglow;
We are nothing but our thoughts, I recall everything now.

At mastering a miracle you must know the trick.
Core down you're a magician that fabrics this earthly world, an alchemist.
Pick carefully your thoughts and bestow to others;
Share cosmic idioms and spiritual downloads of freedom and joy.

Let go of what no longer serves you and be grounded in this moment.
Take a deep breath and you’ll feel that you’re in alignment;
And when the portal opens, welcome the envoy.

Details | Adriana Tudorache Poem

Love story

Love is magic, love is truth,
When I first met you, then I knew;
I recognised your soul from my youth,
Not this life, another one that I’ve outgrew.

You felt like home, I had this memory,
That you were my flame, my sacred one.
We shared wings, a heart and the same story;
Memory erased and oblivious to what they’ve done.

Gods scattered us through dimensions;
Forever searching for our other twin;
Celestial love is engraved on our bones,
And we both share the same skin.

It’s our calling to find one another,
No matter space and time, this world or the other.
Know it, feel it, keep it, feed it,
And remember, love is our spirit.

Details | Adriana Tudorache Poem

Quantum jumping

Quantum jumping is my hobby these days,
Some might call it madness in a nutshell;
But don’t you remember our plays?
Astral projection to break the spell;
Switching timelines into an alternate life,
Another version of me in a different hell.
I try to escape this complex strife,
Then I remember that I have my bell,
Saves me in any time and in any life;
I can feel it’s sacred frequencies in every cell.
You might be asking yourself,
What a whimsical hobby to have,
But do not laugh, whispers my Higher Self,
Embrace your hobbies, be brave.
They are imprints encoded in our genes,
And they shape our cosmic machines.