Soul Poems - Poems about Soul

...Poetry is a way to see - My soul, Everything inside of me - The whole, And share it all with thee. Poetry is a way to see - The world, Everything the Big Bang's spree Once hurled, An......Read the rest...

...I will never be a great poet, but that is okay writing poetry helps relieve the anxiety of life’s challenges a life full of ups and downs I have a choice to make will I sit and pine away or wil......Read the rest...

... rain is sad Friends will shout we are mad sun come out Under the sky do not doubt do not cry Now be glad a big sigh......Read the rest...

... My mouth is full of fizzy liquid, my toungue is tickling vivid. Even though my dark circles under the eye, are deep within my following breath, they lie. The ground is scretchy, Are with the b......Read the rest...

...In my mind There lives a child Scared, trembling Wounds still bleeding Young one, I did not wish this fate on you But the world is cruel There is no safe place to hide They will always find ......Read the rest...

... I took the short path, as many do to get to the beach. Loving the beach with it's white sand, a great summertime place for all ages. I could not wait to see the lovely view, the early ......Read the rest...

...Heart Gentle, Eye Mindful On a quest of eternity’s profoundly puzzling silence… Passing uncounted glorious galaxies On a flight finding Discoveries in outer-space’s still exp......Read the rest...

...The whispering wind still calls out my name With an echoing breeze that haunts me A mournful reminder of all my shame That forever will tease and taunt me Under the watchful dead eyes of the b......Read the rest...

...In the shadow of the night, on the corridors of magical silence, keeping the sacred secret, I would send souls in search of a love made of mist and torn pain, To transform sorrow into poetry, cheap......Read the rest...

...The poet does not see reality, but sees beyond its enchanted veil, Through his eyes unfold the mysteries of the world, in mantles of light and shadow, A young wanderer on the paths of imagination, ......Read the rest...

...Poetry, the supreme form of knowledge and expression, is the window to infinity, Through which the soul traverses hidden, unseen, and deep realms, Religion, science, philosophy, mathematics, art, a......Read the rest...

...Poetry and we have roots like an ancient tree, Deeply embedded in the mysterious soil of time, Each verse, a branch reaching towards unknown heavens, Seeking divine light, yearning to touch eterni......Read the rest...

...A deep obsession penetrated his mind, an untamed and deeply rooted passion, Not even a twelve-step program could bring him the much-desired relief, The poet had an incurable addiction, a need for f......Read the rest...

... It is to know without opening the eyes, it is to feel without the sense of touch, it is to understand tranquility of the soul, and absorb the meaning of eternal presence! a disturbed mind flutt......Read the rest...

... I was one of the cool set, navy blue duffle coat, scarf around my neck, seated at a table in Pepe's Coffee Lounge discussing Baudelaire and T.S. Eliot and the demise of the political elites......Read the rest...