Inhibition Poems - Poems about Inhibition

INHIBITION Failure to heal from what or who hurt you, automatically inhibits you from getting through, causing to bleed those that didn't cut you. Failure to forgive those that smite with pain saddles you with heavy heart & look of disdain. Certainly, this is a lifestyle you can't retain. VICK MANUEL POETRY {VMP} Form: Rhymes Copyright ©? 5th June, 2023....

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Internal inhibition is a virtue of the day, A conscientious calling to be true in every way, A vision of decision in the things you say and do, Internal inhibition is a moral issue too, In spite of what you think of it you have to face the fact, Internal inhibition is the fiction you subtract, The urgency emergency of agency...

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How meaningless is this, No beginning, No end Broken bridges, never to mend Just the body and a dying soul Heart cries it's foul Destinies brutal game Reasons given just lame Mysterious world, dark shades Hidden secrets just fade Hypnotic world that never sleeps Twirls of stories to keep Beyond this .. Trust in nature ..to drift thru her flow For whatever is left in store......

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How fondly he recalls when doting moon stared Blush of her radiant smile gleamed opaline skies While cuddling stellar vibes love they declared And embracing her allure he venerated his prize. In womb of romantic night passions-grand aired Exchanging fervent vows, longing dawn of sunrise, When revealing prurience every intention bared In rhapsodic titillation euphoric feelings surmise. Alas! soon emotions hid—dispiritedly...

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You often pondered, behind your plastic door and pretentious smile, could I be her friend? The pressure of being needed could hijack your life, your perfection, your impassive popularity. Then you saw her close her eyes tight as if she were playing dead, and noticed the tiny trenches of...

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Internal Inhibition Internal Inhibition! It’s a humiliation to self realisation from fake imagination. ...

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God created human beings in his likeness, We are, hence, filled with his great luminous brightness; Are we not, then, princes and princesses, in truth? Why should we be, to our very persons, uncouth? Are you worried about your surface appearance? How should the sun be finer in its coherence? Doesn’t the full-moon have its abundance, complete? Are the twinkling...

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A voice inside my soul is my trusted inhibition Yet, how often I aspire to indulge a pleasure Inclined to engage in some frivolous volition, When I am reminded of a greater treasure. A still, small voice inside calls me to consider, To weigh the ultimate reward of my frivolity, Prudent decisions will always faithfully deliver When I remember the better choice’s...

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Is it just that a trust to easily Keep faith too openly Feel accepted too fast And so fail Evey time They say friendship is trust Well I thought.. let's try it And you'd expect some glorious tale Spolier alert it ends badly.. Here's how it goes Lost a friend right away And a few more yet now Whyy??? Oh well cause I trusted people People...

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Teal : Controls and heals the emotions creating emotional balance and stability. “Even the darkest night will end And the sun will rise.” Stranded, On the labyrinth Of suffering. Quite waves, Rushing, Down the shore. Palpitations, reassuring, the life within. The mountain, Seeming, Small, Grows inside, Not to be conquered, But to Be walked Upon. Life Found Its Virtue....

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Ivory: The astonishing purity of pain, how it is altered from a mere sensation. Precious, innocent soul Open thy eyes, For this world is Abounding in lies. There is no Place like home, Yet, the tombs Feel seamless. Those old cardigans, Might haunt you still, Oh, my poor soul, Breathe. Relieve that veiled, unaltered patience, that doesn’t let you dream. Awaken from the imperishable marks of illusory joy. Precious, innocent soul Close thy weary...

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BEIGE : The place of warmth and sanctuary Places in my house that I no longer visit The corner shelf, Which once was My sanctum. The closet, That has known, All my darkest secrets. The porch, Reminding me of The old typewriter. The study, Now barren, Waiting, For me to join In its emptiness. The places I no longer visit in...

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VIOLET: The union of body and soul creating a balance between our physical and our spiritual energies. Explosion, of the whirlwind, that is time. The spirits, the shadows, lingering, pretending to, be dead. An old book, with tea stains, all over. Incantations, beguiling, confining, choking. Will this, be my end?...

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When passion gathers moss, The night hangs sad and silent, Then fades with disappointment; The will to stir a morning breeze Is lost in any season, and love Becomes a stone....

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