Awaking Poems - Poems about Awaking

Awake from darkness, In chains,he feels the cold grip- Numbness fades to pain....Read the rest...

"Gardens must now go to sleep until spring comes back around." Quote By Poet Springtime is coming with the sleepy flowers awaking....Read the rest...

When the enchanted jailors of life, siezed my soul and those sepals unfurling manipulative manuscripts ceased to script a twinkle above screams, I became a slave to my own silence, chained by granite wings of masked butterflies, who...Read the rest...

it’s not desire per say but the clinging ~ that stifles soul and stops heart from singing enlivening silence sets our soul free ~ vibrant in the now, joyful and carefree” Nobody wants to feel truth anymore. They cry...Read the rest...

Like a rafter that broke under the weight it bore Like a pupa, wound hard in a tight bind, Like the torn pages of a book thrown into waste, I felt trapped and broken and my life seemed...Read the rest...

Line of enquiry. It’s not desire per say but the clinging ~ that stifles soul and stops heart from singing enlivening silence sets our soul free ~ vibrant in the now, joyful and carefree” Phantoms of constant fog create a...Read the rest...

When the wayward mind is unsteady, the dislodging thrust of the negative sensitivity, unbound from the righteous roots of sanctified soul, unleashes the base instincts to rush toward the sordid goal. Beneath the surface of the mortal wisdom’s attire, where...Read the rest...

It’s not desire per say but the clinging sunlight, bathing my skin and kissing my rosy cheeks, as all but once I am awake again, with summer dancing in my eyes. It is a moment before the darkness...Read the rest...

I ran here and I raced there All the time, all places, anywhere, As if possessed I was adamant and rested not even for a moment. I had the riches and all the fun Basking under a robust sun, I knew...Read the rest...

Eyes wide opened towards the light Day is high and sun is bright And the feeling's great mystery Is still fresh in my memory Heaven's touch in a state of dream Like soaring high on...Read the rest...

Awaking from Stupor 1-16-24 It's not desire per say but the clinging That stifles soul and stops heart from singing Enlivening silence sets our souls free Vibrant in the now, joyful and carefree. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Awaking from Stupor Winter haze beats upon the...Read the rest...

Written: January 16, 2024 _________________________________________ Ephemeral grave is tangled with gloom, Putting faith in ethereal womb of doom. Being without other choice but to exist, Simply succeed while...Read the rest...

Somewhere within me there were seeds I'd planted, lying dormant within fallow fields of another time ~ A Sonnet once started until it lost rhythm and rhyme. For years I'd been chained to shadows that never faded and I'd...Read the rest...

Our consciousness can be trapped in a rut of following paths so sadly worn out. From gladness to sadness, hearts are somewhat, together with souls, from joy turned about- in trampling new seeds to wake up and sprout. With deep...Read the rest...

“it’s not desire per say but the clinging ~ that stifles soul and stops heart from singing enlivening silence sets our soul free ~ vibrant in the now, joyful and carefree” – line of inquiry Reflected in the...Read the rest...