Long Truth Of Life Poems
#TruthOfLife
Long truth of life poems. 300 words or more, most recently published poems first.
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
8th Feb 2025 11:46am
8th Feb 2025 11:46am
Take that one chance and make it a great one
At a young age you were told "You have the whole world ahead of you to do what you like"
What do you do...Nothing. Most settle on what comes to them easily. Never striving for much more then the basics. It don't matter to you at the time. You have youth, energy, your having unprotected sex and hanging out with friends all the time. Life seems quite good, until you have to grow up.
At middle age you now think "I've should have done this to avoid that or to go this route instead of that route" You realize changes can be made but you become to content and set...
What do you do...Nothing. Most settle on what comes to them easily. Never striving for much more then the basics. It don't matter to you at the time. You have youth, energy, your having unprotected sex and hanging out with friends all the time. Life seems quite good, until you have to grow up.
At middle age you now think "I've should have done this to avoid that or to go this route instead of that route" You realize changes can be made but you become to content and set...
#aging
#LifeStruggles
#motivational
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
156 reads
16 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
8th Feb 2025 1:52am
8th Feb 2025 1:52am
Dream Weaver (I Am-COTS)
Unto the darkness our beams of light shine
To asunder of this world our universal hosts travel by the speed of light through time
We are the enlighten bearers of Sumerian pantheons who walked among earth to give beings our intellect, the supercilious' genes of our worth
Searching for the minerals that gave our decaying race its rebirth
Man in the image seen and courted of low vibrations.
Unto us as the time of reminisce on their knees in a lost celebration ...
To asunder of this world our universal hosts travel by the speed of light through time
We are the enlighten bearers of Sumerian pantheons who walked among earth to give beings our intellect, the supercilious' genes of our worth
Searching for the minerals that gave our decaying race its rebirth
Man in the image seen and courted of low vibrations.
Unto us as the time of reminisce on their knees in a lost celebration ...
#philosophical
#sun
#TruthOfLife
#water
#wisdom
223 reads
1 Comment
AverageJoe
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 2:29pm
1st Feb 2025 2:29pm
Visage
Warm glazed sunrise through frost on glass
That views the lawn's faint white traced grass
Then 'cross the road and through the trees
Trunks brown shoed with fallen leaves
Going hushed, collar up, hands in pockets
Cold solitude feeling somehow worth it
I've a wandering soul too long kept home
Here tethered though I've longed to roam
[The sphere of men's a strangling coil, ever tightening
I should've gone rambling, a wilding, a viking
Tossed the dice, cut ties and bonds for room to grow
Loosed the stasis of things to...
That views the lawn's faint white traced grass
Then 'cross the road and through the trees
Trunks brown shoed with fallen leaves
Going hushed, collar up, hands in pockets
Cold solitude feeling somehow worth it
I've a wandering soul too long kept home
Here tethered though I've longed to roam
[The sphere of men's a strangling coil, ever tightening
I should've gone rambling, a wilding, a viking
Tossed the dice, cut ties and bonds for room to grow
Loosed the stasis of things to...
#myself
#mystery
#TruthOfLife
123 reads
13 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
30th Jan 2025 10:56am
30th Jan 2025 10:56am
Truth ( Explicit )
#corruption
#politics
#TruthOfLife
60 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 1:18am
28th Jan 2025 1:18am
Tick Tock
Intellectual interactions that stretched miles
Inventor in the mind, praises by the inventions of the hands
Mileage by the success from the journey
Social reform movements are shaping the face of reality
A world of make believe, looking out to a world of cruelty, lies, betrayals, dreams, and disappointments
Political hypocrites always want to play the act of being the virtuous, innocent
The deeds of vile actions witnessed by open hearts, blind eyes, will always be devoid...
Inventor in the mind, praises by the inventions of the hands
Mileage by the success from the journey
Social reform movements are shaping the face of reality
A world of make believe, looking out to a world of cruelty, lies, betrayals, dreams, and disappointments
Political hypocrites always want to play the act of being the virtuous, innocent
The deeds of vile actions witnessed by open hearts, blind eyes, will always be devoid...
#philosophical
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife #wisdom
#TruthOfLife #wisdom
262 reads
4 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 3:43pm
25th Jan 2025 3:43pm
TEMPORARY...
I never wrote this to make you feel good,
I never wrote this to make you feel bad,
However I did write with intention,
to make you feel !
To throw truth in your face,
Like it
Or not.
Look around you.
What do you see?
Is there anything in this life that will stay?
Look again.
What do you see?
Everything is temporary.
Everything you know,
everything you touch,
everything you love—
temporary.
A wife looks at her husband,
one day you will be gone.
A child looks at their...
I never wrote this to make you feel bad,
However I did write with intention,
to make you feel !
To throw truth in your face,
Like it
Or not.
Look around you.
What do you see?
Is there anything in this life that will stay?
Look again.
What do you see?
Everything is temporary.
Everything you know,
everything you touch,
everything you love—
temporary.
A wife looks at her husband,
one day you will be gone.
A child looks at their...
#TruthOfLife
61 reads
0 Comments
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
59 reads
2 Comments
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
57 reads
0 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 7:21pm
12th Jan 2025 7:21pm
The Pilgrimage Of The Soul
Most misguided souls banging for salvation on Heaven’s door, transgressions of feeble needs overrule and controls
The weight of gold cannot get you faster passage, or a seat at the throne of glory, our fate has already been foretold
I had an epiphany with Yeshua in my dream
Upon His voice, this realm of carnage upon His oasis is Revelation reborn so shall it seem
Entities aloof with the word of gospel in mouths
Spewing hatred with wicked tongues as fast as water pours from spouts...
The weight of gold cannot get you faster passage, or a seat at the throne of glory, our fate has already been foretold
I had an epiphany with Yeshua in my dream
Upon His voice, this realm of carnage upon His oasis is Revelation reborn so shall it seem
Entities aloof with the word of gospel in mouths
Spewing hatred with wicked tongues as fast as water pours from spouts...
#rebirth
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#water
#wisdom
309 reads
4 Comments
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
64 reads
0 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
5th Jan 2025 12:04pm
5th Jan 2025 12:04pm
~of the teas and rafflesias, of life and death respectively:)(
nope, don’t put that cold
hearted coffee in forgotten
caffeines and robbed off
aromas, over my table
in fertile seeded grounds
a sacred chaos
of ever newly transplanted
hazy yet the embed
transparencies..
though
that is such innate foolproof
of your n- sleazy mimicking
or totally hacking tactics
all in your that streetsmart
.. that overly talented robotic
smirk of a wayward hippie
junkie nonchalance..
am better off with the slow
brewing bagged up divine
mini teas...
hearted coffee in forgotten
caffeines and robbed off
aromas, over my table
in fertile seeded grounds
a sacred chaos
of ever newly transplanted
hazy yet the embed
transparencies..
though
that is such innate foolproof
of your n- sleazy mimicking
or totally hacking tactics
all in your that streetsmart
.. that overly talented robotic
smirk of a wayward hippie
junkie nonchalance..
am better off with the slow
brewing bagged up divine
mini teas...
#love
#lust
#spiritual
#tea
#TruthOfLife
139 reads
6 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 9:58pm
1st Jan 2025 9:58pm
Softly Loved, Spiritually Venerated (Imani-Faith)
Imani (Faith) –On January 1st, the third and final green candle is lit. It symbolizes the principle of faith, encouraging individuals to believe in themselves, their community, and the possibility of a better future.
Happy New Year To my Hebrew King and All my Royal Knights, we have crossed over unto another year. A new beginning, for you to forgive, uplift, inspire, continue your education, journey, or start a new project.
This is the last day of my culture Kwanzaa celebration, we have been dipped, whipped, and have risen, succeeded, and (I) survive within the...
Happy New Year To my Hebrew King and All my Royal Knights, we have crossed over unto another year. A new beginning, for you to forgive, uplift, inspire, continue your education, journey, or start a new project.
This is the last day of my culture Kwanzaa celebration, we have been dipped, whipped, and have risen, succeeded, and (I) survive within the...
#cancer
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife
#women
#horses
299 reads
1 Comment
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