Soul Poems
Greedy Crooks and the Mutton "Virus"
by Igor Vykhovanets
Greedy Crooks and the Mutton "Virus"
In books, the doctors shine like gold,
On screens, they're heroes, brave and bold.
But only snakes, corrupt and sly,
Would jab the sheep and watch them die!..
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Mind of Heart
by Ghairo Daniels
MIND OF THE HEART
Neither thinking
nor feeling
~ Void ~
Soul penetrates innermost
chamber time to time
takes it on ecstatic
journeys to unknown
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The Soul's Farewell to the Body
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
So we must part forever; and although
I long have beat my wings and cried to go,
Free from your narrow limiting control,
Forth into space, the true home of the soul,
Yet now, yet now that hour is drawing near,
I pause reluctant, finding you so dear.
All joys await me in the realm of God-
Must you, my comrade, moulder in the sod?
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Soul bride
by Sonja D.
People around me not seeing my
Lips throbbing with kisses
Throat chocking with words
Arms brimming with hugs.
People speaking to me not hearing your
Voice’s silent whispers
Loudest echos
Asking for my hand.
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Name
by John Hughes
I don’t know my name
I don’t know what they should call me
Judger, abuser, destroyer, killer of myself
Or kind, sincere, passionate, spirited
The words cancel each other out
But I am all of these
And now I don’t know what to call myself
Greedy Crooks and the Mutton "Virus"
by Igor Vykhovanets
Greedy Crooks and the Mutton "Virus"
In books, the doctors shine like gold,
On screens, they're heroes, brave and bold.
But only snakes, corrupt and sly,
Would jab the sheep and watch them die!..
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Name
by John Hughes
I don’t know my name
I don’t know what they should call me
Judger, abuser, destroyer, killer of myself
Or kind, sincere, passionate, spirited
The words cancel each other out
But I am all of these
And now I don’t know what to call myself
Who would dare
by John Hughes
Who dares to be themselves in a cruel world?
Who wouldn’t dare?
The Pit
by John HughesThe construction around my mind and my body left a pit in my stomach, and everyone threw their odds and ends and garbage in there and I’ve been throwing things out that don’t need to be there but they keep throwing things in.
Continue readingThe best of me
by John Hughes
I wish I knew whether it was true if I said I’m wise beyond my years
All I know is that I’ve suffered, sometimes with and without tears
The times I couldn’t cry were the hardest
Because I couldn’t solve the pain despite going the farthest
The years keep mounting up and I’ve put notches with a knife on my soft wooden legs
I feel like there were many years that I strayed out of thought and didn’t know the stakes
But now I know and I do my best
I’m up to the task and I don’t sit down to rest
I’ll be awake to things that dull my spirit
I’ll be aware of my fear and how I fear it
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