Spirituality Poems
Phases of the Moon
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
New Moon:
through the dark foil of festered
clouds, it peeps,
a lone trinket of heaven,
opening the buds and petals
of disconcerted graces
Half Moon:
incensed, this day, by the underfed
roots of our patterns last season,
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So, since you ask : alexis karpouzos
by alexis karpouzos
So, since you ask
the civilization have broken down
and man become tyrants for himself
dissevered and deceived
he share his pitiful confusions
sinks into despair
and in atrociously violence
And what to do?
to keep's your own integrity
to respect the sacredness of life
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My Journey Of Spiritual Awakening
by AiR - Atman in Ravi
It was 31st August,Two Thousand Fourteen
I was on a Quest, to get answers I was keen
That day, I boarded a Divine flight
There were stars twinkling in the sky that night
Who am I? Why am I here?
These two questions rung in my ear!
I too wanted Success, I wanted Happiness
But my life was filled with misery and stress
I had several Questions that I put to the test
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26. Dear Acquaintance
by Kea Campbell
At nights my eyes burn
Midnight meetings with a sheep
Praying with free tongue
The walls are my shrink.
Playing with riddles
Bargaining with nothing
On behalf of my flesh
Addicted to suffering.
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27. Spirit's Battle
by Kea Campbell
I've been looking for you, searching the pews.
Awaiting your voice to tell me what to do.
It's 3 in the morning and I can't feel a thing.
I’m fighting my demons, but on the cusp of defeat.
Weary souls can't catch a break.
We can't catch up; we are cursed by the snake.
Aching and yearning for the Devil's debate.
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27. Spirit's Battle
by Kea Campbell
I've been looking for you, searching the pews.
Awaiting your voice to tell me what to do.
It's 3 in the morning and I can't feel a thing.
I’m fighting my demons, but on the cusp of defeat.
Weary souls can't catch a break.
We can't catch up; we are cursed by the snake.
Aching and yearning for the Devil's debate.
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26. Dear Acquaintance
by Kea Campbell
At nights my eyes burn
Midnight meetings with a sheep
Praying with free tongue
The walls are my shrink.
Playing with riddles
Bargaining with nothing
On behalf of my flesh
Addicted to suffering.
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To be One Again
by Kirsten Moreton
To Be One Again
On the ground lies a girl,
Dirt runs through her veins.
Thorns prick through her quick with a click.
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My Journey Of Spiritual Awakening
by AiR - Atman in Ravi
It was 31st August,Two Thousand Fourteen
I was on a Quest, to get answers I was keen
That day, I boarded a Divine flight
There were stars twinkling in the sky that night
Who am I? Why am I here?
These two questions rung in my ear!
I too wanted Success, I wanted Happiness
But my life was filled with misery and stress
I had several Questions that I put to the test
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The shepherd
by Ken Ripley
Once I did not think
I needed any shepherd.
Someone else to guide me
And take me in directions
I might not want to go.
I did not make the link
Between life and the absurd,
Attempting to stay free
And avoiding all reflections
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