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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Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
6th Oct 2024 3:39am
6th Oct 2024 3:39am
Our Fates
it's mystical, it's misty too
a part of me is part of you
as birds keep calling far away
the air smells green on this wet day
raindrops falling on my roof,
as dancing faeries become proof
we're not alone, no matter where,
symbiotically we share
the atmosphere and water too
as well as time...I am with you
on the edge of what's to come
aware that everything is one
consciousness that co-creates
something that we call our fates
a mystical and misty too
part of me and part of you
as raindrops...
a part of me is part of you
as birds keep calling far away
the air smells green on this wet day
raindrops falling on my roof,
as dancing faeries become proof
we're not alone, no matter where,
symbiotically we share
the atmosphere and water too
as well as time...I am with you
on the edge of what's to come
aware that everything is one
consciousness that co-creates
something that we call our fates
a mystical and misty too
part of me and part of you
as raindrops...
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
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oldmanG
Poem Published
30th Sep 2024 10:57am
30th Sep 2024 10:57am
Damaged Good
Damaged Goods
I have damage and I’m bruised and battered
Look to Jesus to deliver me
But he is busy saving the living
I’m damaged but I shine up real good
Don’t lift up the hood and see the real me
Keep the lid on my insanity so it won’t come out
When you see me you are challenged
What’s before your eyes or what’s not seen
If you didn’t know it you’d say he’s respectable
If you caught him on another day you’d say he’s reprehensible
I have damage and I’m bruised and battered
Look to Jesus to deliver me
But he is busy saving the living
I’m damaged but I shine up real good
Don’t lift up the hood and see the real me
Keep the lid on my insanity so it won’t come out
When you see me you are challenged
What’s before your eyes or what’s not seen
If you didn’t know it you’d say he’s respectable
If you caught him on another day you’d say he’s reprehensible
#honesty
#meditation
#passion
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bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
26th Sep 2024 2:03am
26th Sep 2024 2:03am
Penetrating Emptiness
penetrating emptiness
filling the unseen
filling the unvisited
with a conscious stream
of thought waves intertwining
with what we here now find
as everything we think we know
is created in the mind
electric pulses, synapses
nerve endings' nano-sparks
sub-microscopic particles
muons, gluons, quarks
in the midst of emptiness
EM forces flow
magnetic interactions
often dark can glow
in places that we've never been
unvisited for so long
out of sight and out of mind
but still they...
filling the unseen
filling the unvisited
with a conscious stream
of thought waves intertwining
with what we here now find
as everything we think we know
is created in the mind
electric pulses, synapses
nerve endings' nano-sparks
sub-microscopic particles
muons, gluons, quarks
in the midst of emptiness
EM forces flow
magnetic interactions
often dark can glow
in places that we've never been
unvisited for so long
out of sight and out of mind
but still they...
#meditation
54 reads
2 Comments
Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
18th Sep 2024 2:12pm
18th Sep 2024 2:12pm
One More Night
Alright, so I wake up, feeling like toast,
Sleep inertia’s got me—yeah, I’m a ghost.
Deep sleep yanked me from some weird dream,
Now I’m stumbling around like a broken machine.
My sleep schedule? Yeah, that’s a riot—
Body’s rhythm? It’s on a permanent diet.
Could I stick to a plan? In theory, yes.
But consistency and I are an absolute mess.
What keeps me up? Oh, let me count the ways—
I’m writing again, middle of the haze.
Then I check on the girls, ‘cause, well, I care,
Even though they're fast asleep, peaceful over there. ...
Sleep inertia’s got me—yeah, I’m a ghost.
Deep sleep yanked me from some weird dream,
Now I’m stumbling around like a broken machine.
My sleep schedule? Yeah, that’s a riot—
Body’s rhythm? It’s on a permanent diet.
Could I stick to a plan? In theory, yes.
But consistency and I are an absolute mess.
What keeps me up? Oh, let me count the ways—
I’m writing again, middle of the haze.
Then I check on the girls, ‘cause, well, I care,
Even though they're fast asleep, peaceful over there. ...
#family
#love
#meditation
#SelfReflection
#sleep
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
16th Sep 2024 10:58pm
16th Sep 2024 10:58pm
WHAT IS THE SOUND (10-27-2019; expanded reflections on a classic, old, Japanese, Zen Buddhist koan; Palm Springs, CA)
what is the sound
of one hand clapping
perhaps the same
of two hands not
what is the sound
of one hand washing
perhaps the sound
of water doing
all the work
what is the remedial
echoing sound
of your grievously frustrated
innermost longing
for all the things
you most want in your life
but presently
do not have
perhaps the more ...
of one hand clapping
perhaps the same
of two hands not
what is the sound
of one hand washing
perhaps the sound
of water doing
all the work
what is the remedial
echoing sound
of your grievously frustrated
innermost longing
for all the things
you most want in your life
but presently
do not have
perhaps the more ...
#meditation
#philosophical
#SelfReflection
#spiritual
#tradition
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Jammyjoe
Poem Published
16th Sep 2024 3:24pm
16th Sep 2024 3:24pm
Bath time
My bath is filled with bubbles
My bath listens to my sorrows & troubles
It is for me to relax
& I shall not stray till every bubble fades & leaves no tracks
Sitting in candle light
It guides my pen, so I can write
Shutting the outside away
Oh how I love watching the water sway
The surface glittering like jewel
The way my tattoos distort below the soapy pool
Such a beautiful place to write
I hum and the water echoes my voice in delight
My bath is calm,my bath smells sweet
Here I...
My bath listens to my sorrows & troubles
It is for me to relax
& I shall not stray till every bubble fades & leaves no tracks
Sitting in candle light
It guides my pen, so I can write
Shutting the outside away
Oh how I love watching the water sway
The surface glittering like jewel
The way my tattoos distort below the soapy pool
Such a beautiful place to write
I hum and the water echoes my voice in delight
My bath is calm,my bath smells sweet
Here I...
#freedom
#meditation
#passion
71 reads
1 Comment
AmyMMosier
Poem Published
14th Sep 2024 4:00pm
14th Sep 2024 4:00pm
Through a break in the trees
Through a break in the trees
Flows a tawny river
Sanding the rock endlessly
As a peerless carver.
The jungle is not seen
In the murky water's face.
The skies do not skim upon
Its delicate countenance.
It refuses the tree's growth.
The rushing seeks to replace
Tribulations for peace
Skipping them away.
Its waters fill my mind.
I remember Zongo Falls
As an obscure haven
For which my heart longs.
Flows a tawny river
Sanding the rock endlessly
As a peerless carver.
The jungle is not seen
In the murky water's face.
The skies do not skim upon
Its delicate countenance.
It refuses the tree's growth.
The rushing seeks to replace
Tribulations for peace
Skipping them away.
Its waters fill my mind.
I remember Zongo Falls
As an obscure haven
For which my heart longs.
#meditation
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PoetSpeak
Poem Published
11th Sep 2024 4:06pm
11th Sep 2024 4:06pm
Back to Regular Programming
Minimalism
New Art
Painted Chopsticks
Use what you have …
New Art
Painted Chopsticks
Use what you have …
#art
#identity
#learning
#meditation
#PersonalGrowth
172 reads
22 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
3rd Sep 2024 2:03am
3rd Sep 2024 2:03am
In The Midst Of Time (Deliverance-COTS)
The power of self to sustain borrowed time in the province we call life resides in the heart, mind, and soul and it commissions
From past lives you may have upon evolution’s wishes
Do you carry the interpretations of being a good influencer of the mind, or forsaken the brethren of mankind for the comforts of false riches
By the blood of the lamb, you have choices who you are, who will you become, and how you chose to live
Evil, wickedness, to appease the masses
Sitting on couches, telling...
From past lives you may have upon evolution’s wishes
Do you carry the interpretations of being a good influencer of the mind, or forsaken the brethren of mankind for the comforts of false riches
By the blood of the lamb, you have choices who you are, who will you become, and how you chose to live
Evil, wickedness, to appease the masses
Sitting on couches, telling...
#earth
#meditation
#moon
#sun
#spiritual
210 reads
3 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
30th Aug 2024 1:58am
30th Aug 2024 1:58am
You Give The Mind Liberty Or You Give The Body Death
The echoes of my mind unto rainbows softly unfurls
Soaring within the firmaments of His covenant as a peaceful bird
I like it so much better up here
No more pain, and no more tears
Revelation twenty-one verse four
The moon is where my Chakras takes me too when I need peace to seep from my pores
Stirring down below
Hades, carnage, political corruption daily blows
Breathe clean air the...
Soaring within the firmaments of His covenant as a peaceful bird
I like it so much better up here
No more pain, and no more tears
Revelation twenty-one verse four
The moon is where my Chakras takes me too when I need peace to seep from my pores
Stirring down below
Hades, carnage, political corruption daily blows
Breathe clean air the...
#meditation
#Taoism
#wisdom
222 reads
4 Comments
prometheus5290
Poem Published
24th Aug 2024 12:22pm
24th Aug 2024 12:22pm
Dragon Girl*
Student ask master, “Master, you abide in mind-realm-beyond-mind-realm-mind, can woman abide in mind-realm-beyond-mind-realm-mind too?”
Before master reply, ground all around shake and ground between student and master expand into enormous crevice and lotus flower emerge from crevice with petal grow past sky and stop there with petal past sky, stem from sky limit to ground limit, and root must be below. In stem, Dragon Girl look like practice fighting and say, “he, ha, you sir, of course women can abide, ha, hrggg, since I am only 9*, and I abide. hmphh”
“Master girl, if abide,...
Before master reply, ground all around shake and ground between student and master expand into enormous crevice and lotus flower emerge from crevice with petal grow past sky and stop there with petal past sky, stem from sky limit to ground limit, and root must be below. In stem, Dragon Girl look like practice fighting and say, “he, ha, you sir, of course women can abide, ha, hrggg, since I am only 9*, and I abide. hmphh”
“Master girl, if abide,...
#CallToAction
#meditation
#Taoism
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1 Comment
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2024 6:41pm
23rd Aug 2024 6:41pm
“He’s The Moorish Moth To My Internal Hebrew Flame”
The teacher, preacher, yet still the student
I take the avowal of my impartialness, but yet still prudent
There came a gallant man breathlessly I awaited
Gently kisses my mind, feelings never dissipated
Magnetic words felt to my fluttering heart
Loving the erratic pulsate from the mental jumpstart
When daylight has gone
And darkness is in full bloom
He dreams of me for my alluring flames to softy swoon
Visiting me in his candle lit bedroom
Speak in my ear tenderly, softly, pudding in...
I take the avowal of my impartialness, but yet still prudent
There came a gallant man breathlessly I awaited
Gently kisses my mind, feelings never dissipated
Magnetic words felt to my fluttering heart
Loving the erratic pulsate from the mental jumpstart
When daylight has gone
And darkness is in full bloom
He dreams of me for my alluring flames to softy swoon
Visiting me in his candle lit bedroom
Speak in my ear tenderly, softly, pudding in...
#emotions
#love
#meditation
#moon
#sun
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4 Comments
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