Through the Eyes of a Mystic: Poetry Reflection
Experiencing truth with every step, had to lose my mind to see clearly. Look deep into those ancient eyes, and realize...
Experiencing truth with every step, had to lose my mind to see clearly. Look deep into those ancient eyes, and realize...
On the day the Sun is closest to the Earth (read: Perihelion), here's a Poem about a fellow Star whose trending more than Helios currently
As the liquid embraced me and I watched the ripples from my body on the water’s surface I felt greeted...
Written from the POV of the Inner Child on a Nature Walk, these nature poems will make you feel things you may have been avoiding...
From the Larch aflame to a Leaf in the wind, Autumn's nature feels like poetry, irrespective of your trending season ...
But Autumn remains our kind lover, in whose arms we can rest a while For the moments spent in her embrace ...
She kept her, 'Annoyances' (as she called them), outside her private enclosure and kept her private enclosure, her world within an idiotic..
Think back to childhood when every experience was a new adventure viewed through a lens of awe and wonder.
I’ll see if I can arrange an electric (guitars are a rage on Tinder) for you to try out some refrains to up your game...
She liked greyhounds She loved them She had a few in her time Hence her walk
Finally, these poems enhanced our life experience as we elevated the way we perceived an entire month with value, texture, and grace.
Sonnets and nature poetry inspired by summer by poets from across the planet to change the way you'd look at the season.
Don't Let Us Burn by APJ.Klein Since time began, We were to be stewards of the earth – To nourish it and tend to it And remember its...
Never sunlight, Never golden, But the sound of the world Asleep, to remind me Of the moment
Being a Poet. If you too identify as a Poet, Writer, or have any form of Art as your predominant skill and profession, I am sure you have...
On a sleepless night when the whole neighborhood feels like a distant Galaxy and the anxious thoughts invades the small colony of my sleep.
Carry the tantric energies of the Foxgloves with you for the rest of the day and watch how the world looks on at you through enchanted eyes.
We may often miss the poetry in nature that surrounds us. But not the Poet, who inspires an alternate reality via their poetic vision. Read:
So travel with me, lose your hands in the fabric of me and understand that god dwells inside the arc of my heart.
Because our present actions will impact the future, for as the saying goes "We do not inherit the earth from our ancestors..."