Least Read Truth Of Life Poems
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ChaosScripted
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 3:02am
21st Jan 2025 3:02am
Prophetic Vision: 2:20 am, January 21, 2024
This is the vision that came to me from the Lord, my Father Above:
Eyes like nebulas, bright and aflame looking back at me amid a mist of darkness and white bright light beyond. All at once I’m taken up high. Looking down upon what appeared as a misshapen and segmented boulder. I look closer and it’s two swollen sections resembling two basins. At the top separating the two basins is a bright burning eye resembling the nebulae that was looking at me just a moment ago. Directly above the fiery eye is what appears to be a broken stick dotted with a stone or jewel of bright yellow. The left...
Eyes like nebulas, bright and aflame looking back at me amid a mist of darkness and white bright light beyond. All at once I’m taken up high. Looking down upon what appeared as a misshapen and segmented boulder. I look closer and it’s two swollen sections resembling two basins. At the top separating the two basins is a bright burning eye resembling the nebulae that was looking at me just a moment ago. Directly above the fiery eye is what appears to be a broken stick dotted with a stone or jewel of bright yellow. The left...
#faith
#rebirth
#sacrifice
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
5th Aug 2024 11:57am
5th Aug 2024 11:57am
Mud
What then, is the epilogue
for this life of ink and blood
That whether it be the dust returned
to earth or ashes born of fire, mix either
with blood or ink and you still
just have mud
for this life of ink and blood
That whether it be the dust returned
to earth or ashes born of fire, mix either
with blood or ink and you still
just have mud
#memorial
#TruthOfLife
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yelluw_always
Poem Published
8th Jan 2019 7:20pm
8th Jan 2019 7:20pm
What Two Hands Can Explain
You are dismissed
by the flat openness
of the left the right touches
its center and flicks smooth out once.
When you are forgiven
a flick becomes solved wisps,
an upside-down emptying saucer,
more than once moving head, palm, me to you, me to you.
Love is indicated by crossed
clutches, stars not yet born, over the chest,
where feelings emerge from, squeezing keeping,
diamonds are created thus.
But if you relax the tenacity,
lay them opposite shoulders, pressure
the nerves to say rest, of rest, a small...
by the flat openness
of the left the right touches
its center and flicks smooth out once.
When you are forgiven
a flick becomes solved wisps,
an upside-down emptying saucer,
more than once moving head, palm, me to you, me to you.
Love is indicated by crossed
clutches, stars not yet born, over the chest,
where feelings emerge from, squeezing keeping,
diamonds are created thus.
But if you relax the tenacity,
lay them opposite shoulders, pressure
the nerves to say rest, of rest, a small...
#identity
#TruthOfLife
#PowerOfWords
#philosophical
#culture
22 reads
8 Comments
Poetic_Strength
Poem Published
9th May 2020 4:55am
9th May 2020 4:55am
Unanswered
The clock strikes midnight and I recall,
When I said I wouldn’t fall,
Every time I see your name,
I can’t help it but think.
If we could change reality,
Would this fling be a thing?
Two can play that game,
At the end one will come short.
The time we spent together,
I wouldn’t trade that for a pot of gold,
You smile at my jokes and so do I too,
Why did life play a trick on us?
Maybe we were too slow,
Distance is a shortcoming, surely it would not have...
When I said I wouldn’t fall,
Every time I see your name,
I can’t help it but think.
If we could change reality,
Would this fling be a thing?
Two can play that game,
At the end one will come short.
The time we spent together,
I wouldn’t trade that for a pot of gold,
You smile at my jokes and so do I too,
Why did life play a trick on us?
Maybe we were too slow,
Distance is a shortcoming, surely it would not have...
#friendship
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#emotional
#ForbiddenLove
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Cyndi_Moone
Poem Published
29th May 2018 5:42am
29th May 2018 5:42am
MY WISH FOR YOU
It is my wish that you grow in a healthy and happy home
Where your parents will create for you a place of comfort so that streets you don’t roam.
That you find support in family and not solely on friends
That your trust begin with family where true love exists with no end.
It is my wish for you to grow to be a caring big brother
Sharing your things and being there for one another
That the same hand of your little brother you hold to cross the street
Be the same hand you hold when fear he meets.
The special hand of a big brother in the midst of...
Where your parents will create for you a place of comfort so that streets you don’t roam.
That you find support in family and not solely on friends
That your trust begin with family where true love exists with no end.
It is my wish for you to grow to be a caring big brother
Sharing your things and being there for one another
That the same hand of your little brother you hold to cross the street
Be the same hand you hold when fear he meets.
The special hand of a big brother in the midst of...
#motivational
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#LifeGoals
#learning
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 12:30pm
23rd Jan 2025 12:30pm
Castles of the Forgotten
Castles of the Forgotten Shore
The wind shall shape the shifting sand,
In hills and valleys softly carved,
Children build, their castles grand,
A kingdom made with tender hands,
Where dreams are shaped by golden strands,
But waves will take them back to land.
The waves will take them back to land,
As wind blows softly through the sand.
The children’s dreams slip through their hands,
While castles crumble, soft and grand.
In silence, shadows fill the strands,
And all returns to sea and...
The wind shall shape the shifting sand,
In hills and valleys softly carved,
Children build, their castles grand,
A kingdom made with tender hands,
Where dreams are shaped by golden strands,
But waves will take them back to land.
The waves will take them back to land,
As wind blows softly through the sand.
The children’s dreams slip through their hands,
While castles crumble, soft and grand.
In silence, shadows fill the strands,
And all returns to sea and...
#LifeCycle
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 11:18pm
25th Jan 2025 11:18pm
Finding Truth
Change strolls in like an uninvited guest,
rearranging dreams without a care,
while happiness hums from deep inside.
Time, that thief, won’t grant you rest,
slipping through fingers, light as air,
while struggles lurk, so deftly denied.
We chase control, a phantom jest,
but life just shrugs—it's never fair,
and in the end, we’re all just tired.
Pretending not to be expired.
Failure grins like an old cliché,
promising growth but bringing pain,
as patience waits in endless lines.
Control’s a myth we chase away,
a...
rearranging dreams without a care,
while happiness hums from deep inside.
Time, that thief, won’t grant you rest,
slipping through fingers, light as air,
while struggles lurk, so deftly denied.
We chase control, a phantom jest,
but life just shrugs—it's never fair,
and in the end, we’re all just tired.
Pretending not to be expired.
Failure grins like an old cliché,
promising growth but bringing pain,
as patience waits in endless lines.
Control’s a myth we chase away,
a...
#TruthOfLife
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2 Comments
drone
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 10:10am
23rd Jan 2025 10:10am
Scab Lands
Are We not
NO more Superior
Arrogant
Then Those of Old
Relaying
On Their Own
Technology
Their Superiority
Most arrogant
In the extreme
Only weathering
The waves and the heat
Of greed and decit
While their people
Feld
To High Ground Back to the Caves
To Start
All Over Again
Hundreds of Years
Of Pain
For Many
For They Psychologicaly Believed
What they were Told
Are WE
Not the Same
Different Variations
But the Same...
NO more Superior
Arrogant
Then Those of Old
Relaying
On Their Own
Technology
Their Superiority
Most arrogant
In the extreme
Only weathering
The waves and the heat
Of greed and decit
While their people
Feld
To High Ground Back to the Caves
To Start
All Over Again
Hundreds of Years
Of Pain
For Many
For They Psychologicaly Believed
What they were Told
Are WE
Not the Same
Different Variations
But the Same...
#honesty
#TruthOfLife
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Mercurial
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2025 1:02pm
22nd Jan 2025 1:02pm
Lamentations
It was morning when I fell upon a rock,
I found myself torn, almost split in half.
Training every day to be highly skilled,
Unaware that I left the house's bolts for someone else with the spanner.
They say, "Travel to see the world, for it's not a circle,"
But roam too much, and you might turn into a fool.
My folks say being consistent is the key,
Yet even standing up comes with its own fee.
Those in the game think they're showing us the light,
But they're the very source of all the chaos we fight.
"Do this, do...
I found myself torn, almost split in half.
Training every day to be highly skilled,
Unaware that I left the house's bolts for someone else with the spanner.
They say, "Travel to see the world, for it's not a circle,"
But roam too much, and you might turn into a fool.
My folks say being consistent is the key,
Yet even standing up comes with its own fee.
Those in the game think they're showing us the light,
But they're the very source of all the chaos we fight.
"Do this, do...
#freedom
#identity
#morality #TruthOfLife
#morality #TruthOfLife
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missjem56
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2025 8:58pm
22nd Jan 2025 8:58pm
Windswept
Better
to
break
wind
Than
an
oath,
or
a
trust
Unless
that
oath,
or
trust
Is
about
not
breaking
wind!
by Jemia
to
break
wind
Than
an
oath,
or
a
trust
Unless
that
oath,
or
trust
Is
about
not
breaking
wind!
by Jemia
#funny
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical #TruthOfLife
#philosophical #TruthOfLife
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drone
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 10:30am
25th Nov 2024 10:30am
Neurons
As a man once said
One Neuron
Your Alive
Two Neurons
Your moving
Then
Interesting things
Begin to happen
That Determines
As of Now
With all your Learnings
Your Beliefs
Your
Self generated perceptions
What You Be
One Neuron
Your Alive
Two Neurons
Your moving
Then
Interesting things
Begin to happen
That Determines
As of Now
With all your Learnings
Your Beliefs
Your
Self generated perceptions
What You Be
#honesty
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
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BaldyBrown
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 4:38am
6th Jan 2025 4:38am
Aioue - A Minimalist's Mainframe
Aioue (pronounced A-wah, with no emphasis on either syllable) is a way of seeing and living in the reality of the Source of all things. The word comes from the notion that it is made up entirely of vowels, which create the least amount of conscious intervention in the breath. Breath is a variation on a theme. For anything that grows it is the very definition of consciousness on any level. It is the eternal and the temporal residing in a one syllable word. Breath = Aioua
Life is re-animated when Aioua’s name enters again into you. It is spoken with every rhythmic cycle of breathing...
Life is re-animated when Aioua’s name enters again into you. It is spoken with every rhythmic cycle of breathing...
#God
#mythology
#TruthOfLife #universe
#TruthOfLife #universe
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