Meditation Poems
#meditation
Meditation poems, poetry about quiet contemplation and resting the mind. Poems about peaceful self reflection and the art of zoning out from our everyday lives.
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Silent Conversations
Sometimes I wonder why God kept me here instead of you.
I’ve built a life I never imagined I could, and still, there are those nights.
Nights I sit with the shadow of your absence and wonder why.
Why do I get to laugh when your voice has gone silent?
Why does happiness feel like a betrayal when I still miss you?
Have I earned this second chance, or is that even how it works?
Is my joy the proof I’m moving forward, or the reminder that I left you behind?
They say we’re kept here for a reason, but I wonder if I’ll ever know mine.
Is it...
I’ve built a life I never imagined I could, and still, there are those nights.
Nights I sit with the shadow of your absence and wonder why.
Why do I get to laugh when your voice has gone silent?
Why does happiness feel like a betrayal when I still miss you?
Have I earned this second chance, or is that even how it works?
Is my joy the proof I’m moving forward, or the reminder that I left you behind?
They say we’re kept here for a reason, but I wonder if I’ll ever know mine.
Is it...
#bittersweet
#grief
#IMissYou
#love
#meditation
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A Strange Flow
Thoughts dance in stillness,
blinking, the mind’s quiet pulse
a moment takes shape.
Blink, a fleeting pause,
the echo of thought lingers,
like ripples in time.
Thinking of thinking,
eyes close, reopen again
the world blinks with me.
blinking, the mind’s quiet pulse
a moment takes shape.
Blink, a fleeting pause,
the echo of thought lingers,
like ripples in time.
Thinking of thinking,
eyes close, reopen again
the world blinks with me.
#meditation
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A Book of Hours
A winter sunset seems like the Limbo.
How low can it go with its golden glow?
The twilight says the party must go
if we want the constellations to show.
Only Luna pays a sunbeam forward
since all the stars are way too far away
to assist as she tugs her tides shoreward
even as we are at work, sleep, or play.
But poor souls need all the gold they can get
and the starlight helps, but is rather faint,
when sunbeams and moonlight will pay the debt...
with Aurora helping us reacquaint
those nagging...
How low can it go with its golden glow?
The twilight says the party must go
if we want the constellations to show.
Only Luna pays a sunbeam forward
since all the stars are way too far away
to assist as she tugs her tides shoreward
even as we are at work, sleep, or play.
But poor souls need all the gold they can get
and the starlight helps, but is rather faint,
when sunbeams and moonlight will pay the debt...
with Aurora helping us reacquaint
those nagging...
#meditation
#moon
#philosophical
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Ethereal
Ethereal
I like to make lists; Horses, titanium, ethereal
People don't understand.
I don't blame them they are just limited
They tell me there are more bacterium
In and around a person than human cells.
It makes sense in a way,
I think it is the smell.
I like to count sheep; ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
People don't understand.
Don't blame me it's just the medicine.
Maybe our bacterium do more good
Than we do, during the time of sleeping.
Doesn't matter either way,
And bacteria can't smell.
I like to...
I like to make lists; Horses, titanium, ethereal
People don't understand.
I don't blame them they are just limited
They tell me there are more bacterium
In and around a person than human cells.
It makes sense in a way,
I think it is the smell.
I like to count sheep; ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
People don't understand.
Don't blame me it's just the medicine.
Maybe our bacterium do more good
Than we do, during the time of sleeping.
Doesn't matter either way,
And bacteria can't smell.
I like to...
#art
#meditation
#mirror
#NewYear
#reading
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Yin & Yang
It’s yin and yang,
the dance of light and dark,
each needing the other
to keep life balanced.
We tug at the threads of blame,
claiming truth on either side,
but in reality—
neither of us is always right
nor always wrong.
We move through life,
clutching at self-preservation,
yet sleepwalking in the shadow of our own minds,
unaware of the darkness we fear.
If you fear your shadows,
know this—
you haven’t touched divinity yet,
there’s still more of you to...
the dance of light and dark,
each needing the other
to keep life balanced.
We tug at the threads of blame,
claiming truth on either side,
but in reality—
neither of us is always right
nor always wrong.
We move through life,
clutching at self-preservation,
yet sleepwalking in the shadow of our own minds,
unaware of the darkness we fear.
If you fear your shadows,
know this—
you haven’t touched divinity yet,
there’s still more of you to...
#inspirational
#learning
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
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Forest of Hope
The world tipped on its axis,
and shadows danced through the trees,
as whispers turned to echoes,
and the echoes turned to pleas.
A canopy of giants,
with arms that reach and sway,
they shield all my burdens,
but cannot keep at bay,
the fire inside,
the storm brewing near,
where joy and fear collide,
in the turmoil of the year.
Leaves spiral like memories,
caught in currents of despair,
while I sift through their remnants,
searching for what’s fair.
What once felt like forever,
now a fleeting...
and shadows danced through the trees,
as whispers turned to echoes,
and the echoes turned to pleas.
A canopy of giants,
with arms that reach and sway,
they shield all my burdens,
but cannot keep at bay,
the fire inside,
the storm brewing near,
where joy and fear collide,
in the turmoil of the year.
Leaves spiral like memories,
caught in currents of despair,
while I sift through their remnants,
searching for what’s fair.
What once felt like forever,
now a fleeting...
#despair
#meditation
#nature
#SelfReflection
#TimeHeals
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Elliptically
relax, let go,
withdraw inside
to the only place
there is to hide
from the boisterous
maddening crowd
relax, let go,
float on a cloud
drift along at peace
in a heavenly
momentary feast
blissfully
aware of all around
in the atmosphere
whose vibrating sound
is very near
relax, let go
enjoy the sky
join in the flow
as we all fly
through the depths of space
elliptically
with the Sun to race
'round the galaxy -
relax, let go
withdraw...
withdraw inside
to the only place
there is to hide
from the boisterous
maddening crowd
relax, let go,
float on a cloud
drift along at peace
in a heavenly
momentary feast
blissfully
aware of all around
in the atmosphere
whose vibrating sound
is very near
relax, let go
enjoy the sky
join in the flow
as we all fly
through the depths of space
elliptically
with the Sun to race
'round the galaxy -
relax, let go
withdraw...
#meditation
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~many embryonic sleeps.. in love
Viz: sleep
#love
#sleep
#birth
#death
#meditation
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Burst of Creativity
Burst of creativity
Catch it it runs fast
Before you know
It goes in a moment of distraction
Before you know burst of creativity is gone
And you scream and look at your phone
Should’ve wrote this down for my history
Hovers just above your thoughts
When it comes down have to figure it out
Old school pen but digital paper I shudder
To think what I’ll do if IPhone notes and
Voice memos disappear in the cloud
Catch it it runs fast
Before you know
It goes in a moment of distraction
Before you know burst of creativity is gone
And you scream and look at your phone
Should’ve wrote this down for my history
Hovers just above your thoughts
When it comes down have to figure it out
Old school pen but digital paper I shudder
To think what I’ll do if IPhone notes and
Voice memos disappear in the cloud
#inspirational
#meditation
#motivational #technology
#motivational #technology
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Pleasures
in the mystic, hedonistic
pleasures of my mind
imagining a realistic
moment out of time
calmly drifting, spirit lifting
conscious of just one
contemplating, elevating
about to become
like the air somehow where
no one can be seen
interacting as a fact in
someone else's dream
mystifying, time defying
no more ticktock too
no more lying, me or my-ing
becoming me in you -
imagining a realistic
moment out of time
as a mystic, hedonistic
pleasure in my mind...
pleasures of my mind
imagining a realistic
moment out of time
calmly drifting, spirit lifting
conscious of just one
contemplating, elevating
about to become
like the air somehow where
no one can be seen
interacting as a fact in
someone else's dream
mystifying, time defying
no more ticktock too
no more lying, me or my-ing
becoming me in you -
imagining a realistic
moment out of time
as a mystic, hedonistic
pleasure in my mind...
#meditation
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Somewhere To Be Alone
inside the mind is where to find
somewhere to be alone
where no one can enter anytime
and no one is on the phone
peaceful and calm, free from all harm
in the centre around which we spin
without alarm as if by a charm
in what is found deep within-
inside the mind is where to find
somewhere simply to be
to write a rhyme, to slip out of time
to hover blissfully
where no one can enter at anytime
where no one is on the phone -
inside the mind is where to find
somewhere to be alone...
somewhere to be alone
where no one can enter anytime
and no one is on the phone
peaceful and calm, free from all harm
in the centre around which we spin
without alarm as if by a charm
in what is found deep within-
inside the mind is where to find
somewhere simply to be
to write a rhyme, to slip out of time
to hover blissfully
where no one can enter at anytime
where no one is on the phone -
inside the mind is where to find
somewhere to be alone...
#meditation
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Pay Per(Version)
Fish love toothy smiles.
Yet, fear the crocodiles.
They swim in gut loads full of bile.
One by one; single file.
The guys love porn on site.
The girls love wine and late nights.
We all love the spotlights.
We're all stars shining bright.
We love our inner child.
Imaginary friends make us wild.
Not too crazy; only mild.
Leaves us thirsty to be beguiled.
Perversion isn't right.
It's not just sex that unites.
Sometimes it's the darkest night.
A surrender to the fight.
Surrounded by the...
Yet, fear the crocodiles.
They swim in gut loads full of bile.
One by one; single file.
The guys love porn on site.
The girls love wine and late nights.
We all love the spotlights.
We're all stars shining bright.
We love our inner child.
Imaginary friends make us wild.
Not too crazy; only mild.
Leaves us thirsty to be beguiled.
Perversion isn't right.
It's not just sex that unites.
Sometimes it's the darkest night.
A surrender to the fight.
Surrounded by the...
#inspirational
#meditation
#TruthOfLife
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