Cycle of Life Poems
#LifeCycle
Poems about life cycles of animals and plants. A life cycle is the series of changes a living thing passes through from the beginning of its life until death. This includes poems about nature, and poems about the human journey through life.
Seemtress
Poem Published
Today 3:41am
Today 3:41am
Crisdom
I think its just new age wisdom
what they call a midlife crisis
when we start to ponder our life’s moments
And experience starts to guide us
You look upon your past choices
How you spent your youthful years
Were you adventurous and free willing
Or were you driven by your fears
Are you regretful and remorseful
Or do you see these moments as teachers
Have you played the game the best you can
Or have you spent it in the bleachers
It’s not always that we wish to go back
To be that young again
We just want to...
what they call a midlife crisis
when we start to ponder our life’s moments
And experience starts to guide us
You look upon your past choices
How you spent your youthful years
Were you adventurous and free willing
Or were you driven by your fears
Are you regretful and remorseful
Or do you see these moments as teachers
Have you played the game the best you can
Or have you spent it in the bleachers
It’s not always that we wish to go back
To be that young again
We just want to...
#death
#TruthOfLife
#LifeChangingMoment #LifeCycle
#LifeChangingMoment #LifeCycle
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:35am
Yesterday 00:35am
Straight Talk Live (Food For Thought-Mental Clothing You)
I closed my eyes and rested my mind on top of the moon
As I looked up into the darkness of the skies
A place where you are one within the universe devoid of mental gloom
I realized I was not alone
Traces of my past and my present footsteps embedded
Oh God, I continue to pray for an answer, where are we headed
I ask the Lord how strife continues to exist when we are here to spiritual atone
How could this uncertainty of life perplex us to ask where we truly belong
A figment of the imagination, yet to our eyes, the birds sing its morning songs ...
As I looked up into the darkness of the skies
A place where you are one within the universe devoid of mental gloom
I realized I was not alone
Traces of my past and my present footsteps embedded
Oh God, I continue to pray for an answer, where are we headed
I ask the Lord how strife continues to exist when we are here to spiritual atone
How could this uncertainty of life perplex us to ask where we truly belong
A figment of the imagination, yet to our eyes, the birds sing its morning songs ...
#politics
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#LifeCycle
#philosophical
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Insiderew
rew
rew
Poem Published
26th Oct 2020 6:59pm
26th Oct 2020 6:59pm
Rage
I raged against my innocence
was full of anger, could not know,
that my innocence, a mere incident
that with passing time, it would go.
I raged against my youthfulness
was full of anger, would not know,
that my youthfulness, a mere incident,
and with time, it would go.
I rage again, in my old age,
am full of anger and i know
that my age, a mere accident
with passing time it will go, now, I know.
was full of anger, could not know,
that my innocence, a mere incident
that with passing time, it would go.
I raged against my youthfulness
was full of anger, would not know,
that my youthfulness, a mere incident,
and with time, it would go.
I rage again, in my old age,
am full of anger and i know
that my age, a mere accident
with passing time it will go, now, I know.
#LifeCycle
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Valeriyabeyond
Valeriya
Valeriya
Poem Published
25th Oct 2020 1:24am
25th Oct 2020 1:24am
The Passage Contains Shadows
Time stands to pause,
from the everyday, the too familiar,
the knowing, of ones heartbeat.
Consistent shadows, in their progression, pass through
Cottonwoods, that urge me on
to sit, on this bus bench,
where paint peels into curls,
off old pine boards.
Some remain with me, catching
on spiders web, others dance,
with the breeze that takes them
to land in a heap nearby.
Silver- blue Greyhound glides by,
on her way, (without question)
to where, she's gone before.
An expected glimpse caught, ...
from the everyday, the too familiar,
the knowing, of ones heartbeat.
Consistent shadows, in their progression, pass through
Cottonwoods, that urge me on
to sit, on this bus bench,
where paint peels into curls,
off old pine boards.
Some remain with me, catching
on spiders web, others dance,
with the breeze that takes them
to land in a heap nearby.
Silver- blue Greyhound glides by,
on her way, (without question)
to where, she's gone before.
An expected glimpse caught, ...
#LifeCycle
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20 Comments
JusTim_
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2020 1:34pm
23rd Oct 2020 1:34pm
post
jeté dans la boue
naked on the road to nowhere
scars of a blushing moon lost
behind crusts of petri'd cloud
blue burnt black an' edges brown
torn an' spread out all around
ittas if hope hushed a thousand words
baked under her tuscan sun
and his travels laid down and died
|
silence can't utter past
winds in the road
high(speed) and ignant
a passage of life and her misery
awaiting a (re)turn
to (in)security in -a- (no)thing
naked on the road to nowhere
scars of a blushing moon lost
behind crusts of petri'd cloud
blue burnt black an' edges brown
torn an' spread out all around
ittas if hope hushed a thousand words
baked under her tuscan sun
and his travels laid down and died
|
silence can't utter past
winds in the road
high(speed) and ignant
a passage of life and her misery
awaiting a (re)turn
to (in)security in -a- (no)thing
#LifeCycle
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AaHarvey
Poem Published
23rd Oct 2020 10:48am
23rd Oct 2020 10:48am
Second sight
When you are young, you can only see the future.
When you are old, you can only see the past.
When you find yourself at the right moment in life,
You can look forward gladly, as well as being happy to look back.
(C)2020 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
When you are old, you can only see the past.
When you find yourself at the right moment in life,
You can look forward gladly, as well as being happy to look back.
(C)2020 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
#TruthOfLife
#memories
#LifeCycle
#aging
#SelfDiscovery
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dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
21st Oct 2020 6:50pm
21st Oct 2020 6:50pm
Weed(s) and Flowers, and Beastial Human Behavior
A day like any other
like any
in the way it came/went
before serving notice,
pulling breath as in the fashion
(that) we used to suck on
m.j. joint (or hashish pipe).
Faraway days, when I loved
the three of you, and still do.
(Diane, Kathryn, Gail......'69-'71)
(The three of you haunt me).
(Especially now that all such
likely love is gone forever),
heart broken and heart failed......
aching mind vapours signing
that death
is very real very real and
...
like any
in the way it came/went
before serving notice,
pulling breath as in the fashion
(that) we used to suck on
m.j. joint (or hashish pipe).
Faraway days, when I loved
the three of you, and still do.
(Diane, Kathryn, Gail......'69-'71)
(The three of you haunt me).
(Especially now that all such
likely love is gone forever),
heart broken and heart failed......
aching mind vapours signing
that death
is very real very real and
...
#love
#regret
#death
#LifeCycle
#aging
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7 Comments
BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
21st Oct 2020 1:15am
21st Oct 2020 1:15am
“My Life's Story” ... A Poem written by Big Virge 9/7/2020
Now When It Comes To ...
.... “ My Life’s Story “ ....
It’s ... NOT About Glory ... !!!
Or Creating Fallacies ...
About My History ...
It’s NOT About Fantasies ...
It Just Reflects ... REALITY ... !!!
About The Things I’ve Seen ...
And The Places I Have Been ...
And It CLEARLY Now Deals ...
With My LOVE For POETRY ... !!!
My Story’s Had MUCH Pain ... !!!
As Well As ... Happy Days ...
I’ve Played Sports ...
... Been In Courts ...
And A WHOLE Lot More ... !!! ...
.... “ My Life’s Story “ ....
It’s ... NOT About Glory ... !!!
Or Creating Fallacies ...
About My History ...
It’s NOT About Fantasies ...
It Just Reflects ... REALITY ... !!!
About The Things I’ve Seen ...
And The Places I Have Been ...
And It CLEARLY Now Deals ...
With My LOVE For POETRY ... !!!
My Story’s Had MUCH Pain ... !!!
As Well As ... Happy Days ...
I’ve Played Sports ...
... Been In Courts ...
And A WHOLE Lot More ... !!! ...
#happiness
#depression
#strength
#LifeStruggles
#LifeCycle
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BigVirge
Big Virge
Big Virge
Poem Published
20th Oct 2020 11:39pm
20th Oct 2020 11:39pm
"Control" ... A Poem written by Big Virge 7/7/2014
Ya Know I Exercise CONTROL ...
When Dealing Wid’ ... Ho’s ...
And ... IGNORANT Bros’ ... !!!!!
In FACT I Mean ... NIGS’ ... !!!
Who Are FULL of ... LIP ... !!!
When It Comes To Things ...
That Burn Like ... CIGS’ ...
Burnt From The TIP ...
Right To The CORE ...
of ... “ INTERNAL Wars " ...
That CONTROL And GRIP ....
Their Thoughts And MORE ... !!!
Do You LACK Control ... ???
Or Would You Say ... ?
That ... How You Roll ...
Throws Control ..... Away .................
Why Would...
When Dealing Wid’ ... Ho’s ...
And ... IGNORANT Bros’ ... !!!!!
In FACT I Mean ... NIGS’ ... !!!
Who Are FULL of ... LIP ... !!!
When It Comes To Things ...
That Burn Like ... CIGS’ ...
Burnt From The TIP ...
Right To The CORE ...
of ... “ INTERNAL Wars " ...
That CONTROL And GRIP ....
Their Thoughts And MORE ... !!!
Do You LACK Control ... ???
Or Would You Say ... ?
That ... How You Roll ...
Throws Control ..... Away .................
Why Would...
#relationships
#sex
#humankind
#LifeCycle
#greed
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3 Comments
PurpuraBuho
Poem Published
19th Oct 2020 10:26am
19th Oct 2020 10:26am
Tide
are we against the current, or against each other?
it's upstream for now
what may come
can come
I'm here
how costly
how heavy
how far
how much
how big
how dark
what may come
can come
are we against the flow, or against each other?
how is it that we are bleeding apart?
when we grow apart?
it's upstream for now
what may come
can come
I'm here
how costly
how heavy
how far
how much
how big
how dark
what may come
can come
are we against the flow, or against each other?
how is it that we are bleeding apart?
when we grow apart?
#LifeCycle
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cold_fusion
Poem Published
19th Oct 2020 5:47am
19th Oct 2020 5:47am
the sediment
the arsenic tongue knew no better
for the graze of the sand
taste of the ocean
frothing at the mouth not
unexpected
till
the soothsayer had 'em disillusioned
life
one drop too many
bristling at the brittleness of the fossils
the rock held
the stories over millennia
the southpaw grave digger's dexterity
no match
disrobing death's beauty
oh how he bends over and blows
feather dust clinging the lungs
cursed
and crushed.
...
for the graze of the sand
taste of the ocean
frothing at the mouth not
unexpected
till
the soothsayer had 'em disillusioned
life
one drop too many
bristling at the brittleness of the fossils
the rock held
the stories over millennia
the southpaw grave digger's dexterity
no match
disrobing death's beauty
oh how he bends over and blows
feather dust clinging the lungs
cursed
and crushed.
...
#identity
#nature
#LifeCycle #philosophical
#LifeCycle #philosophical
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Ingredients
Poem Published
18th Oct 2020 6:00am
18th Oct 2020 6:00am
Journey
I am the conductor.
Come and take my hand.
Let me take you on a journey.
A transition I demand.
Ride along and think about the problems which you face.
This train will stop for no one.
The trip we cannot trace.
Throw the window open,
keep your bags and stay.
Keep your ticket, paid for one,
the stations far away.
You see the cloudy sky converge,
the rain beats a tantrum on your thought.
The wheels turn, you feel the surge.
No more tickets can be bought.
The passing winds which cool your brow,
let...
Come and take my hand.
Let me take you on a journey.
A transition I demand.
Ride along and think about the problems which you face.
This train will stop for no one.
The trip we cannot trace.
Throw the window open,
keep your bags and stay.
Keep your ticket, paid for one,
the stations far away.
You see the cloudy sky converge,
the rain beats a tantrum on your thought.
The wheels turn, you feel the surge.
No more tickets can be bought.
The passing winds which cool your brow,
let...
#relationships
#rhyming
#TimeHeals
#LifeCycle
#escape
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