Love Poetry: Our Sighs
by Liam
My lover met me
The wine red upon her lips
The ruby lockets lightly in her fingers
She gazed into my eyes
Which became like hands
My face became my eyes
So we touched together intimately
Not our bodies but our sighs.
Love Poetry: Our Sighs
by Liam
My lover met me
The wine red upon her lips
The ruby lockets lightly in her fingers
She gazed into my eyes
Which became like hands
My face became my eyes
So we touched together intimately
Not our bodies but our sighs.
Inspirational Poetry: That Special Place
by Liam
Go to that special place
Yes, the space where
You can sing of beauty
The expanse which creates you features
Across the golden dawn
The wholeness of who you are is joy
Embracing the miracle of now
Here we augment our reality with love
With meaning and truth
This small step is the way
On the path to the moment
Of our togetherness
Me and I
You and who
We have become.
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by Liam
These poems reflect the endeavor of mystical poetry and inspire the spiritual awakening, emergent in the new millennium.
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Love Poetry: Carnations
by Liam
You Love, are complete
With the breath which whispers from my soul
The radiance which colors my sight
The perfume of carnations which overwhelms me
Take this me
Hold this me
Be this me
In all and everything I am
For tomorrow I might not be here
But there, where you come from too.
Transformational Poetry: Flux
by Liam
The end, is a misconception
Everything is in a process,
We are all in flux
When something concludes, focus forward mindfully
For its there you create your future new
The past, a memory,
A reflection of my personality
The personal, reality Made by me.
Flux it, stretch it, weave and mould it
Vision board and dream about it
Grow from invisible to visible
The end is a misconception
It’s really, just about to begin.
Succinct Poetry: Emerge
by Liam
Let go
Simply let your ‘self’ go
Go on, do it!
For then and
Only now, you can become
Who you truely are
Who you’re intrinsically ment to be
Free up
Free out
Emerge
Emotional Poetry: Entrainment
by Liam
When we sit beside one another
Feel the flow
From heart, onto breath, into mind
For this moves into me too
The sparkle in my eyes
Is your luminosity
Awakening within
Is a wakeup call in my awareness
To what’s happening
Mingling, our frequencies entrain
We observe it in the brain too
No denial, it’s true, it’s tuning into
Synchronicity
Of me and you.
Inspirational Poetry: White Rabbit
by Liam
Reality, where have you taken me?
Or is this an illusion an illustration painted across the canvas of my cognition
Reality is wherever
Reality is whoever
Reality is whatever
We want it to be
So be cautious with your choices
So be careful with your thoughts
For these are the truths you will live
These are the realities you will create
For the mind is impartially omnipotent
To liberate , as created
To incarcerate , as created
The question waiting to be answered
Is
Who creates the question?
You
Me
Wait , be patient follow the white rabbit
And see.
Emotional Poetry: White Lilies
by Liam
As pain heals, in time it will diminish
Give it time to melt
In slow wet drops from the heart
Moistening the ground upon which I stand
Preparing my dry barren anguish
To again recognize
Receive new seeds of hope
Sorrow, like sadness too
Will evaporate in the course of given time
Tiny molecules of memory will be blown away
Into the rolling of the days and nights to come
Be done with it, for the wheel of life
Rolls faster than the thoughts which create it
Rolls slower when memories which bind it
Burden it with the hard freeze of pain
I’m jammed, crammed, captured and cold
Caught in time, rolling with the punches
Limited with my abilities
Still it’s all in motion
Motion to movement to my own slow gain
Recovering from my inability to defrost
Still in slow wet melt
I see again
Without the canvas of my defeat shoved hard into my face
It’s in the distance now
There, far off on the verge of my recognition
White lilies grow
Calling quietly, whispering that it’s over
Healing, to plant, grow and recover the warmth again
Hold the peace again
Feel the love
Leave the Pain.