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.
A Ponderance
As i sit here
Within my bed
Pondering the world
Inside my head
I dream of sleeping
And dreaming
Venturing
Into the wild wonderlands
Of anticipation
I drift
Floating through thoughts
As i'm left wondering
At possible destinations
That await me next.....
by Jemia
Within my bed
Pondering the world
Inside my head
I dream of sleeping
And dreaming
Venturing
Into the wild wonderlands
Of anticipation
I drift
Floating through thoughts
As i'm left wondering
At possible destinations
That await me next.....
by Jemia
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeGoals
#LifeCycle #philosophical
#LifeCycle #philosophical
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mind and heart going for a walk
amazing how madness, and rationale can exist in the same head space-while time only knows which overrides the other in the end-outloud or in silence....striving for the "higher" road despite my own struggles within....
why philosophical discussions are embraced-due to its light hearted, and open minded approach;
when I'm alone-i know that I am not exempt from human imperfection-despite a desperate need for one's self to separate one's self and longing to escape everything....
...
why philosophical discussions are embraced-due to its light hearted, and open minded approach;
when I'm alone-i know that I am not exempt from human imperfection-despite a desperate need for one's self to separate one's self and longing to escape everything....
...
#MentalHealth
#LifeCycle
#SelfReflection #philosophical
#SelfReflection #philosophical
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The box and the Sun
The box does not know
of it's permanent lands of shadow
caught deep inside, where light cannot go
yet, the box is simply content though
while the Sun dies daily
giving off light and shadows so gayly
chasing it's own death every single day
just to search for the lost glory stolen away.
The box does not know of glory or shine
but it seems to live just fine
while the sun rises again and again
to falter under it's own hubris not at all thin
yet when the box is opened at last
it accepts the warmth the sun does cast
however the...
of it's permanent lands of shadow
caught deep inside, where light cannot go
yet, the box is simply content though
while the Sun dies daily
giving off light and shadows so gayly
chasing it's own death every single day
just to search for the lost glory stolen away.
The box does not know of glory or shine
but it seems to live just fine
while the sun rises again and again
to falter under it's own hubris not at all thin
yet when the box is opened at last
it accepts the warmth the sun does cast
however the...
#shadows
#LifeCycle
#metaphor
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Please Rest Dear Child
When I feel her kicking in my tummy,
I’m thankful for our common creatureliness.
I too kick and squirm when held too tightly.
Please rest dear child.
There will be time enough for
roaming freely in this beautiful world.
I’m thankful for our common creatureliness.
I too kick and squirm when held too tightly.
Please rest dear child.
There will be time enough for
roaming freely in this beautiful world.
#love
#mother
#LifeCycle
#daughter
#pregnancy
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Mad, Or What?
So here i am again
Living within the mundane
Trying to remain sane
Hoping that the inane, won't turn me insane
I don a white coat, not a mac
This white coat, does up at the back
But it's only put on when i go quack
And a flibble, and a flobble, and a yackety yack
It appears to all intent, and purposes, that ive gone mad
Or is this just another fad
Or another weird dream that ive had
When i need more padding, on my pad
It wasn't long, before i grew palmed hair
As i began growling, like a bear
And laugh...
Living within the mundane
Trying to remain sane
Hoping that the inane, won't turn me insane
I don a white coat, not a mac
This white coat, does up at the back
But it's only put on when i go quack
And a flibble, and a flobble, and a yackety yack
It appears to all intent, and purposes, that ive gone mad
Or is this just another fad
Or another weird dream that ive had
When i need more padding, on my pad
It wasn't long, before i grew palmed hair
As i began growling, like a bear
And laugh...
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle #surreal
#LifeCycle #surreal
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I exist, alone.
I see clear, this "matrix" for what it is; only in the physical sense am I bound by it; I die every time I close my eyes, waking back up into this life that isn't claimed by me-it is not mine;
I see another human being-i lean moreso towards so inclined to utter words outside the lines-instead I know to shut myself inside a box of many designed;
I do not hate myself-I hate my built in archetype-I hate this portal's hold on lives-especially when one seeks to get away from programmed lies; and mental torment over time;
...
I see another human being-i lean moreso towards so inclined to utter words outside the lines-instead I know to shut myself inside a box of many designed;
I do not hate myself-I hate my built in archetype-I hate this portal's hold on lives-especially when one seeks to get away from programmed lies; and mental torment over time;
...
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
#misunderstood #LifeCycle
#misunderstood #LifeCycle
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Menopausal Madness
You have no idea how chaotic and stressful my life has been in the last several weeks
I’m living with a passive aggressive nutjob
no more smiles or laughter
those days are over
one second she’s quiet, the next she’s crying
a minute later were having a normal conversation, the next she begins an argument
not just any argument,
screaming at the top of her lungs
something as petty as why the garbage wasn’t thrown out,
or why is there 20 dollars missing out of her wallet
clearly she forgets that she has numerous wallets throughout many different...
I’m living with a passive aggressive nutjob
no more smiles or laughter
those days are over
one second she’s quiet, the next she’s crying
a minute later were having a normal conversation, the next she begins an argument
not just any argument,
screaming at the top of her lungs
something as petty as why the garbage wasn’t thrown out,
or why is there 20 dollars missing out of her wallet
clearly she forgets that she has numerous wallets throughout many different...
#anger
#MentalHealth
#LifeCycle #menstruation
#LifeCycle #menstruation
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Senryu - Ponder 8
This life, but a clause
in an infinite sentence
death is not full stop
in an infinite sentence
death is not full stop
#love
#death
#LifeCycle
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a dreamer's livelyhood
I once had a dream that I could fly; wish I could have that dream any given time; I felt free-unfortunately it was just a dream-it spoke to me-was pulled from out of the hand of gravity's grasp;
there were no obstacles in my path-i flew, and then I'd land-nothing there to make me feel less than what I am;
but when I'm here-im anchored to the bottom of the deep blue sea-dying slow with the ability to barely breathe; entering tomorrow with that anchor on my feet....
reminding me of all the empty all around and inside of me....
...
there were no obstacles in my path-i flew, and then I'd land-nothing there to make me feel less than what I am;
but when I'm here-im anchored to the bottom of the deep blue sea-dying slow with the ability to barely breathe; entering tomorrow with that anchor on my feet....
reminding me of all the empty all around and inside of me....
...
#LifeCycle
#SelfReflection
#escape #philosophical
#escape #philosophical
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frigid consumption
is it fair to call anything a gift? as though it may seem so-though it could potentially be snatched away if ever "given"(apart from simply living)? the list goes on for days....
that's primarily the point; that's why some prefer detachment over advertised fantastics; because night ultimately rules the day, even when the sun shines, and the makings of an art gallery display;
"reality" is too much of a brick through the windows that-as they say "leads to the soul"- to even dare have "wildest of...
that's primarily the point; that's why some prefer detachment over advertised fantastics; because night ultimately rules the day, even when the sun shines, and the makings of an art gallery display;
"reality" is too much of a brick through the windows that-as they say "leads to the soul"- to even dare have "wildest of...
#MentalHealth
#LifeCycle
#SelfReflection #philosophical
#SelfReflection #philosophical
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voices of ancestors
i heard
the sound
of flutes
playing in
the garden,
the fields,
leaves
alive now
with spirits,
no one
is asleep
in the far off
graveyard,
ancestors
wait,
their voices
come from
the
moist soil,
they
let me know
dreams
still exist.
the sound
of flutes
playing in
the garden,
the fields,
leaves
alive now
with spirits,
no one
is asleep
in the far off
graveyard,
ancestors
wait,
their voices
come from
the
moist soil,
they
let me know
dreams
still exist.
#death
#LifeCycle
#aging
#admiration
#emotions
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sufficient unto the day
You are alive today, and no matter what your condition, make a
mark here and now. Opportunity is at every moment, seizing it is
pleasure.”—Angelo Sotira
do not borrow
from tomorrow
fat and marrow
for today;
if you serve now
your reserve, how
will you face life's ...
mark here and now. Opportunity is at every moment, seizing it is
pleasure.”—Angelo Sotira
do not borrow
from tomorrow
fat and marrow
for today;
if you serve now
your reserve, how
will you face life's ...
#LifeStruggles
#TimeHeals
#LifeCycle #MovingOn
#LifeCycle #MovingOn
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