Reincarnation Poems - Poems about Reincarnation

a man, aging yet still of play for he, a piano plays he and piano plays he well but die does our aging man for he, dead, yet playing on and piano plays beyond as born is a child born for he, a piano plays he and how plays our child well a gift, piano, barely learned but known in this child as once known in...

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Skulls and roses, skulls and crossbones, most of people who died alone. Skulls in corpses, skulls in the living, ‘til they decompose, protection is what they’re giving. Protect the mind, that tissue so soft, but easily shaken, easily sent aloft. Protecting a soul, so sweet and tender, but nothing, not even nature, can...

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There is no reason to die except An intent to be born again Considering this, we are living dead Why don’t we remember it then Scientists say that we use only About ten percent of brain cells The other ninety must feel a bit lonely They can’t show up anything else But a passive presence, or maybe not Entirely passive, the scientists say But nobody...

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Tunneling through nightscapes, weightless moon doll escapes. Collapsing space-time, the pages and pages, of fluttering windblown stages in quantum nonlocality, a graphic novel engages. Burrowing through dystopian nocturne, the night traffic gives us heartburn. In magical claytronics, everyone is reassembled, reincarnated by cosmic consciousness, a karmic cautiousness, a persistence of endless distance but finite parallel. We see the light out of this tunnel. Can we make the quantum...

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I see how I look inside out, not how I look outside in. My Amtrak races between mountains and rivers, my traces, my inner spaces, my dawnings, my inner longings. I see how I look inside out, not how I look outside in. I leaf through fading pages of crumbling books bound with passion strings, broken by wounded fissures of regret. I see how I...

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Trapped in my mind where I become we So much existence present, each one are me Will not Converse nor consult with my spirit's mural I see My spirit doesn't seem to react to my plea In here is a completely new world, real as can be Entities everywhere, all kinds, visually a tree My demands for these...

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In the chambers of the caves, I sought refuge from all the moral forgeries spreading over the land. Holding my lamp aloft, I pursued solace in childhood alcoves. In the chambers of endless caves, I explored myriad twisting pathways longing for the playful mirth of recall. But Cerberus confronted me, snarling, preventing my passage beyond his gate. In the...

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Nothing is new Even me and you All re-lived In time frames anew Thread through this heart Tread to that soul Weaved and walked Million years ago Warmth of that smile Recalled by this being Comfort and peace No one else could bring Meet you again Some day, somewhere; Different face, Same old gaze...

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we are angels and demons victims and villains warlords and peacekeepers – we have been all of it incarnation after incarnation – playing out the game of life – ...

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One day time will end. The sweet nectar of making love And the desire to kiss your lips Will become just a distant And diaphenous memory. I wonder whether I will exist outside of your brain Or will I be just a concept: A shadow, like a puddle of drying rain Fading into some oblivion; Gaseous, fumate molecules Blending with nought but air? Will it matter to...

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reincarnation why would i not believe it so many lifetimes...

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A few branches of flowers seemed less, so I planted a garden A simple love message wasn't good enough, so l wrote you a whole story A few hours of my time wouldn't cut it, so l gave you my eternity l have the best of cologne and branded clothes just for this moment. Love is in the air...

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We go and come We come again and go again ...a ring Like water that ascends ...to return as rain ...to smoke up again... A circle An order My ancestors are back Staring into my soul Through the eyeballs Of my children....

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In the cycle of lives, in the wheel of fate, We tread our paths, our deeds dictate, For in Hindu belief, karma reigns supreme, Guiding our souls like a timeless stream. Incarnate souls, in myriad forms, From human realms to animal norms, Each birth a step, a karmic dance, A chance to learn, to evolve, to advance. Perhaps I'll be born a cow...

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In a Romantic episode of my life, A little story let me tell. I have discerned a blessing!!! With No forced Chemistry, Just God's artistry. Like we've met in the past life. In a home with no strife. Just a fine nest, founded in love. No, never have I believed in Reincarnation theory, Nor do I know...

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