Truth of Life Poems
#TruthOfLife
Meaningful poetry exploring perceptions of truth about life, society and the world. Truth of life poems about how society works, and what the purpose of life is. What is the real truth about life?
Hunterapsych
H.R
H.R
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:31pm
Yesterday 11:31pm
Eternal amusement
When the guilt is heavy
and the silent screams were being heard
they looked around at the ridicule they received
and realized the real meaning of happiness,
then they finally get a glimpse
of what's important
every human comes to understand
this trip is temporary...
Now humanity is fading
and our bodies aren't built to last,
the future is a fleeting fantasy
and moments drift by fast.
The ticking and the tocs
is this the only way to live?
Nope.
I think I'll create a way of my own.
You don't have to be a...
and the silent screams were being heard
they looked around at the ridicule they received
and realized the real meaning of happiness,
then they finally get a glimpse
of what's important
every human comes to understand
this trip is temporary...
Now humanity is fading
and our bodies aren't built to last,
the future is a fleeting fantasy
and moments drift by fast.
The ticking and the tocs
is this the only way to live?
Nope.
I think I'll create a way of my own.
You don't have to be a...
#earth
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#humankind
#philosophical
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2 Comments
JIPWriter1
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:37am
Yesterday 8:37am
Life Es Un Videogameo
Life es un videogameo--I am Super Mario jumping over Gombas in Houston Gomba traffic on a daily basis.
Life es un videogameo--God gives me the 1UP through prayer y forgiveness. I must be Neo dodging enemies like eccentric bullets in the Matrix.
Life es un videogameo--persevering to the American Dream like Max Payne. I am staying in the game like Max until my life meter is depleted.
Life es un videogameo--persevering to the final level where I die like Max Payne. I am staying in the game until the “Game Over” screen is deleted.
Life es un videogameo--Jesus...
Life es un videogameo--God gives me the 1UP through prayer y forgiveness. I must be Neo dodging enemies like eccentric bullets in the Matrix.
Life es un videogameo--persevering to the American Dream like Max Payne. I am staying in the game like Max until my life meter is depleted.
Life es un videogameo--persevering to the final level where I die like Max Payne. I am staying in the game until the “Game Over” screen is deleted.
Life es un videogameo--Jesus...
#TruthOfLife
#honesty
#LifeCycle
#emotional
#philosophical
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Guts
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:55am
Yesterday 1:55am
Human Monsters
Sometimes i just get
Too deep in my head
Searching for the reasons
That never existed.
Looking into this world
Beautiful, yet cold
Hoping for the future
Draining my own soul.
Don't give up, we are gonna
Make this world burn down
Even when you cry,
Believe me Ill lead you out!
So how should I begin?
Telling this sad story
That has already its end
But this is what i had,
My life whats now a wreck.
At the start with flowers
In every children's hand
When everything was ours ...
Too deep in my head
Searching for the reasons
That never existed.
Looking into this world
Beautiful, yet cold
Hoping for the future
Draining my own soul.
Don't give up, we are gonna
Make this world burn down
Even when you cry,
Believe me Ill lead you out!
So how should I begin?
Telling this sad story
That has already its end
But this is what i had,
My life whats now a wreck.
At the start with flowers
In every children's hand
When everything was ours ...
#anger
#hate
#TruthOfLife
#confusion
#suffering
23 reads
1 Comment
TheRenaissance
Poem Published
19th Jan 2019 11:10pm
19th Jan 2019 11:10pm
The Chronicle Of The Quill
You want a narrative of worthless truth
a chronicle that will never be read
in words meant to be the very least something
but after all
nothing at most
In the night you sit in the dark
depicting unwritten journeys
that could have been a recollection
of the blood within
you drop the quill senselessly between the pages
of your broken soul
trying to make time like these
last longer
so you have a reason to fall
so let the ink unravel words unbroken
to become the closest soul you can have ...
a chronicle that will never be read
in words meant to be the very least something
but after all
nothing at most
In the night you sit in the dark
depicting unwritten journeys
that could have been a recollection
of the blood within
you drop the quill senselessly between the pages
of your broken soul
trying to make time like these
last longer
so you have a reason to fall
so let the ink unravel words unbroken
to become the closest soul you can have ...
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
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0 Comments
bydk
Poem Published
19th Jan 2019 9:12pm
19th Jan 2019 9:12pm
negated community
suddenly calm has me, seeing
the arch and the bend
around the neck. tousled vines
taut to the root
surrounds the windows pellucid
and paned reflection
who shutters
behind the gate
with latch unhitched:
you may not
enter without a key.
what a long time here
to havein possession
the mastery.
to be received
with permission whilst
the only one to hear
its coveted warning,
this pained love gin-clear
language denies me.
bydk 01/19/19
the arch and the bend
around the neck. tousled vines
taut to the root
surrounds the windows pellucid
and paned reflection
who shutters
behind the gate
with latch unhitched:
you may not
enter without a key.
what a long time here
to havein possession
the mastery.
to be received
with permission whilst
the only one to hear
its coveted warning,
this pained love gin-clear
language denies me.
bydk 01/19/19
#love
#TruthOfLife
#hurt
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Heezy_Voice
Poem Published
19th Jan 2019 4:23pm
19th Jan 2019 4:23pm
THE PERIL AND VICTORY OF TRUTH
Truth is liable to oppression
It can easily be expose to distortion
It is pliable to twist and manipulate
Often, truth liars do desire to exterminate.
Falsehood runs fast
And widely spread its best
But when truth mounts its horse
In twinkling of an eye will outrun false.
O thou lovers of light !
Never do away with moonlight
If thou take shelter from sunshine
The fact stands, sun continues to shine.
Make no mistake
And embrace fake
When horse of truth runs
Liars and falsehoods he ruins.
It can easily be expose to distortion
It is pliable to twist and manipulate
Often, truth liars do desire to exterminate.
Falsehood runs fast
And widely spread its best
But when truth mounts its horse
In twinkling of an eye will outrun false.
O thou lovers of light !
Never do away with moonlight
If thou take shelter from sunshine
The fact stands, sun continues to shine.
Make no mistake
And embrace fake
When horse of truth runs
Liars and falsehoods he ruins.
#TruthOfLife
23 reads
3 Comments
theEgoEffect
Barona
Barona
Poem Published
19th Jan 2019 8:16am
19th Jan 2019 8:16am
Universe Speaks
True signs -
you know when they are real;
the doing of the cosmic gods,
my messenger comes in the form
of deer.
Again,
a set of random events crash
into one beautifully significant flash,
so blatant, I feel it in the depths of my soul;
I am moved to heights unknown,
as I try not to succumb to awe.
Nothing more enlightening
than transparency!
In my ignorance
I planned to complete your song,
exactly one week from the start,
that night, as we finished up
in raw silence, eyes looked to the sky;
we both...
you know when they are real;
the doing of the cosmic gods,
my messenger comes in the form
of deer.
Again,
a set of random events crash
into one beautifully significant flash,
so blatant, I feel it in the depths of my soul;
I am moved to heights unknown,
as I try not to succumb to awe.
Nothing more enlightening
than transparency!
In my ignorance
I planned to complete your song,
exactly one week from the start,
that night, as we finished up
in raw silence, eyes looked to the sky;
we both...
#inspirational
#universe
#peace
#fate
#TruthOfLife
45 reads
6 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
18th Jan 2019 1:30pm
18th Jan 2019 1:30pm
two pears at midnight
the day was optimistic
and she smiled at me
she held a secret for me
a special one
the sun rose on my defeated figure
it rose on my sin
it would not be defeated
I could not hold back the day
she would be happy today
with a nudge, she got my attention
she spoke in metaphors
saying "the light conquer the dark
in the desert water is King
the simple man won the race,
stopping for directions"
"child of destruction riddle me this
if you have two pears at midnight
come morning what...
and she smiled at me
she held a secret for me
a special one
the sun rose on my defeated figure
it rose on my sin
it would not be defeated
I could not hold back the day
she would be happy today
with a nudge, she got my attention
she spoke in metaphors
saying "the light conquer the dark
in the desert water is King
the simple man won the race,
stopping for directions"
"child of destruction riddle me this
if you have two pears at midnight
come morning what...
#love
#TruthOfLife
#metaphor
82 reads
7 Comments
thewatcher33
Poem Published
18th Jan 2019 7:28am
18th Jan 2019 7:28am
I Understand Religion
I understand the allure, the intoxicating feeling you get deep down inside. How indoctrination shapes and mold in concordance with the doctrine of blood. They manipulate you by giving you a false sense of a greater purpose, a greater good one that does not care for the benefit/well being of the planet and all living creatures living on it. The greater good is the serve, not each other with respect, honor, protection and care but to serve some deity that wishes not to interact with us personally in person. It teaches to love (not really), and revel in structured chaos with delight. It uses a...
#TruthOfLife
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0 Comments
Stanhoven
Poem Published
18th Jan 2019 4:30am
18th Jan 2019 4:30am
Slaying A Cancer
Fire came from the Heaven's down as it lay waste to the machines of War
We whom thought that we ruled, the dominant ones now our,
Bodies burned, charred and their dust scattered on the wind
Screams are made silent as their wings sound in the sky
Millions of rounds but just bounce like rubber bands on a turtles shell
Battleships drowned as there guns fall beneath the waves
The ancients have risen to take back what men have pillaged and raped
We were given an Eden to care for, to let grow
To nurture, a lease that was given we burned as we...
We whom thought that we ruled, the dominant ones now our,
Bodies burned, charred and their dust scattered on the wind
Screams are made silent as their wings sound in the sky
Millions of rounds but just bounce like rubber bands on a turtles shell
Battleships drowned as there guns fall beneath the waves
The ancients have risen to take back what men have pillaged and raped
We were given an Eden to care for, to let grow
To nurture, a lease that was given we burned as we...
#TruthOfLife
#apocalypse
#mythology #ignorance
#mythology #ignorance
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0 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
18th Jan 2019 2:33am
18th Jan 2019 2:33am
Connected
We'll always be connected
Even when we're invisible
It's concrete
Bacon and eggs
Sunny side
Even when we're invisible
It's concrete
Bacon and eggs
Sunny side
#TruthOfLife
31 reads
4 Comments
Bender
Jarlath
Jarlath
Poem Published
17th Jan 2019 11:35pm
17th Jan 2019 11:35pm
A Meditation
At rest with earth beneath my knees.
As the leafs dance to winter's breeze.
The stars illuminate the skies,
with crickets chirping lullabies.
The wild things never offer pleas.
At rest with earth beneath my knees.
A kindred spirit with the night,
where beauty lies beyond the sight.
A greater treasure hides unseen.
In darkness there is much to glean.
At rest with earth beneath my knees.
It is the quiet soul that sees.
That peace returns to those who rest.
No longer pounding first to chest.
Listen to the...
As the leafs dance to winter's breeze.
The stars illuminate the skies,
with crickets chirping lullabies.
The wild things never offer pleas.
At rest with earth beneath my knees.
A kindred spirit with the night,
where beauty lies beyond the sight.
A greater treasure hides unseen.
In darkness there is much to glean.
At rest with earth beneath my knees.
It is the quiet soul that sees.
That peace returns to those who rest.
No longer pounding first to chest.
Listen to the...
#peace
#TruthOfLife
#SelfReflection
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
34 reads
6 Comments
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