Clairvoyance Poems - Poems about Clairvoyance

When tangerine tinted tunes within sunset serenades~ unravel saffron symphonies, engrossed in hibiscus hymns of hallelujah~ I swirl to radiant rays of sakura stardust, where mystical monologues of silent angels~ caress my sleepless canvas in riveting rhythm, for I see caramelized cotton-candy within charismatic creations of God, as I...

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With a long, blank look Cover the sky with one hand I read her by book....

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All she has to do is live her truth Clairaudient certainly for she sees spirits. She also has clairvoyance, clairsentience, claircognizance, Her family is discouraging, disappointed, angry. First they try to convince her that what she sees is not there. That her feelings are wrong. Telling her that her “knowing without knowing how she knows” is an infraction against...

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Every night, Down this road I walk, Clairvoyant in perpetual insomnia, Pencil etches of truth and fantasy, Criss-cross my vision, Fourteen cups of 5am coffee, Still no closer to reality, A solitary car passes me, Like consciousness, Through my net like mind, It escapes me, Streetlights of piteous constraint, Revealing nothing more, Yet revel in what they supposedly divulge, Like pretentious picture frames Puddles coat the road in truth, Like any...

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the fire encircled me n i was melting away into a vanishing mass burnt into ashes, then wake up like like a phoenix later i knew i slept like a baby her persistent warmth,the enthusiasm of the youth the loving enquires n the innocent bashfulness awoke me up from the deep slumber the sun has come on shining brightly on top of our heads,looking unto her my eyes blurred and...

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The spirit hovers. I am not interested in a séance. Let me come face to face with the book to share clean or unclean thoughts. Not able to print my deep angst. A clash of cultures. I will call the unprinted scream. The dismembered limbs begin a dance of unfolding the hate. It was a jig. Of scaffoldings for the peacocks to shed their...

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The antenna of my clairvoyance Brings me your picture I see, still I see You at end of the bachelor’s pasture On the threshold of Wedlock’s lustre In dilemma, being Connector you intend Or as...

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Remember when I was happy? Me singing with a smiling face... It seems so far away, Those memories seem to be misplaced. Its hard to remember, maybe you can help me, to see what you see, Beautiful Clairvoyance. Push those good memories back into focus If by magic the works of the words would help, simply hocus pocus. But We're falling into the end, as we...

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