Author: Julie Maya Panda

spiritual poetry magazine 0

The Spirit House

Poem   The carpenter laid his hammer down he felt the quiet as a sweet kiss a creaking the ghost was nigh if he listened she would speak to him and he would see...

poem about letting go 0

My Angel

Poem   I must remove your wings so you can fly burn your bridges down your sand castles washed away cry, my darling and know suffering know it deeply fall from Grace and then...

The Andaman Sea 0

The Andaman Sea

Poem My azure lover Languid and sanguine I gave myself to you I was a temple and a shrine but there was no need to pray The heavens opened up before me, and I...

Puppy 0

When We Believe

that Soulfulness is the embodiment of Perfection, We tell ourselves that we are imperfect, and incomplete. When we believe others must seek Perfection We negate their inherent Beauty and Soulful calling. Beauty is your...

poem about mistakes 0

Hole

Poem Once upon a time I dug a hole into the ground and fell in A Hole Thereupon, I did find myself in a hole I am in a hole I thought I am...

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A Steed Indeed

Poetry My teacher had 4 legs And cared not for me We watch bulls and bull riders and I always said I would hold on How hard could it be? Oh, I held on...

poem about finding yourself 0

The Lake

Poem I see myself sitting in Nature Sitting by a Lake Just being with Myself Forgetting the noise of People I am all Alone, And deeply with Myself. I look at the Lake and...

short poem 0

I Drank

Poem   Pain dissolves sip it slowly as grapes crushed in a press the fruit of our Love is bitter and intoxicating I drank because I was thirsty but your poured for another reason...

self poems 0

Seriously

Poem   Forsooth Betwixt daylight and moonlight I fall like the rain that sees only it’s falling like a looking-glass an incantation a charm that let’s me see I look so deeply to find...

poetry about dreams 0

I Can Remember My Dreams

Poem   Here rest your head upon this pillow and sleep no more Simply rest That is all that is required You don’t know what to do so do nothing Nothing is an Art...

poem about freedom and love 0

The Ether

Poem   Not without a wound Have I known love Too many fragments of the spirit Have I scattered on these streets I must embark from this treacherous land I must seek the ether,...

abstract art 0

Unfortune’s Fold

Poem   Kiss This wrangled child Unfortune’s fold Needs brief reminding to be told In countless ways Pass arms of fright For senseless days Wear heavy nights Serendipity’s Blissful Kiss In his cruel abandoned...