I love poetry, and when the mood strikes I like to write myself. Check out some of the poetry that has inspired me in life. I will try to update it regularly and maybe put some of my own up as well. Enjoy.

“Why do you love me?” he heard her whisper in the night. He closed his eyes, a tear forming sure to stain his pillow.

I love you because I do. I love you because the Universe showed me the way to you. I love you because my heart beats your name, my mind drowns in your eyes, my soul feels yours even when we are miles apart.

I love you because I have no choice. I didn’t ask to love you. I didn’t need to love you, but I love you just the same. My arms aren’t filled unless you’re in them, and my thirst is not quenched unless you are the drink.

I love you because I feel comfort in being out of my comfort zone with you by my side. I love you because every cell of my body responds to your touch, to your look, to the way you move and the way you sound. I love you because something, somewhere, directed me to you. It was my soul, and you are its mate.

Through the paths we have taken to one another I have loved you. I’ve played in comfortable places among comfortable people until I had no choice but to leave there to come to you here. I battled the gods themselves and faced the raging storms of hell until, one day, the clouds parted and your eyes met mine. I waited, impatiently, for you until that shock from my heart announced your arrival.

I know you are scared, my sweet Angel. I know you feel the pangs of fear and the dread of a journey of which no arrival is guaranteed. But I promise you this. When the demons come I will stand strong with you at my back and you will be protected. When the brimstone comes raining from the sky I will shield you until each storm passes. When the swine and malcontent arrive, I will fight them, and when the battles are over and the storm clouds are gone I will hold your face, look into your eyes, and you will know why I love you.

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I kind of wonder how you have been doin’
There’s so much I want to say but it’s for the better that I just don’t

You know you’ve changed me
I was stagnant in my growth and you kickstarted the shit
Like it was nothing

At that time I thought I knew everything there was to know
Only to learn now that I knew absolutely nothing at all

I can finally do it now
Picture you in my mind and without judgemential biasedness
Love you
Without feeling sad you don’t love me in the same
I can love you now unconditionally
Without needing you in the physical here with me

I’ve come so far because I used to think you were my biggest obstacle in life
You were but then again you weren’t
Us meeting was about meeting myself, learning to accept my flaws and seeing through all the egotistic needs
Us meeting is the highlight of my life
To which, all other meetings pale in it’s shadow

But I don’t need to keep replaying it over and over in my head anymore
It happened and not so we could be in romantical blissfulness together
But rather the opposite, to become ready through complete darkness of the soul to become an ambassador of Love.

There’s no need for me to measure myself to the importance of relationships anymore
I am just as complete in being myself and have regained my strength
No more waiting for an ending, the ending came and went
We’ve been at the start thinking all this time we were on the dawn of the end

Thanks to you, I am rising
My love for you has unlocked the true love I have for everything in this Universe
And I am no longer afraid

Don’t worry about me anymore,
I am no longer pining away in some kind of false hope
of being acknowledged by another
I am getting off the couch
Out of the house
And live the hell out of this life.

26-dec-13 by Alex G.

Beloved, don’t be satisfied with your sad stories
We all unfold our own myths
Be empty of worrying
For we all create the same prisons

Be intimate with your suffering
Remembering its temporary nature
Let yourself be silently drawn
By the pull of giving, by the vortex of silence

Where when we are all excited spirits
Unable to truly believe we are but wild animals
These pains you feel are messengers
So listen to them sweethearts

Learn from every error, thank every obstacle
There is a secret medicine in hardship
In struggle you find out who you truly are;
The throb in your hearts begins to speak

The kindest words you ever felt
You knew you were so weak, so you
Willingly give up to grace, serving
Your Divine purpose, what is it?

What do you wish your life to serve?
You need more help than you know
You will get it if you don’t try too hard
When you learn to love more fully

You will find notoriety in a new
Form of treasure, where wealth is measured
In giving, and satisfaction, in love shared.

– Rumi

A moment of happiness,
you and I sitting on the verandah,
apparently two, but one in soul, you and I.
We feel the flowing water of life here,
you and I, with the garden’s beauty
and the birds singing.
The stars will be watching us,
and we will show them
what it is to be a thin crescent moon.
You and I unselfed, will be together,
indifferent to idle speculation, you and I.
The parrots of heaven will be cracking sugar
as we laugh together, you and I.
In one form upon this earth,
and in another form in a timeless sweet land.

– Rumi

“Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.”
― Rumi

“When you do things from your soul, you feel a river moving in you, a joy.”
― Rumi

If truth be told
Then this is what’s
True

When my eyes first open
I want to see
You

Like a bee around a flower
I dance around
You

A song I’d sing for hours is
The melody of
You

As is heat from fire
I’m inseparable from
You

If truth be told
To me the truth is
You

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Romantic love is possessive.
Spiritual love is undemanding.

Romantic lovers cannot bear to be separated.
Spiritual lovers remain connected.

Romantic love is passionate.
Spiritual love is compassionate.

Romantic lover craves for physical contact.
Spiritual lover is always in touch.

Romantic love is bondage.
Spiritual love is freedom.

Romantic love tends to die over time.
Spiritual love grows over time.

Romantic love is about youth and attraction.
Spiritual love is about maturity and acceptance.

Romantic lover is always demanding attention.
Spiritual lover is always giving affection.

Romantic lover is looking for a soul mate.
Spiritual lover finds the oversoul in his mate.

Romantic love sweeps on off one’s feet.
Spiritual love takes one to a higher plane.

Romantic lovers dream of everlasting love.
Spiritual lovers realize everlasting harmony.

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Still I Rise- Maya Angelou

 You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,

You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

 Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

 Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

 Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

 Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.

 You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

 Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

 Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,

I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.

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Dreams – Langston Hughes

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.

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Maya Angelou-In & Out of Time

The sun has come.
The mist has gone.
We see in the distance…
our long way home.
I was always yours to have.
You were always mine.
We have loved each other in and out of time.
When the first stone looked up at the blazing sun
and the first tree struggled up from the forest floor
I had always loved you more.
You freed your braids…
gave your hair to the breeze.
It hummed like a hive of honey bees.
I reached in the mass for the sweet honey comb there….
Mmmm…God how I love your hair.
You saw me bludgeoned by circumstance.
Lost, injured, hurt by chance.
I screamed to the heavens….loudly screamed….
Trying to change our nightmares to dreams…
The sun has come.
The mist has gone.
We see in the distance our long way home.
I was always yours to have.
You were always mine.
We have loved each other in and out
in and out
in and out
of time.

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