Poems About Meditation Seeking Friendly Advice
#meditation
Poems about meditation seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
Veraceouz
Poem Published
12th Jan 2023 6:38am
12th Jan 2023 6:38am
Deep Sea
Our love is so deep that it needs scuba gear. It's like Romeo and Juliet compared to Shakespeare. It's so special that love is like the water you fall into. Drowning in a sea of desire that doesn't need rescue. Every single wave carries a story about our life. That we shall rust in shade, or shine in strife. Your touch has the power to resurrect like when Jesus rose. This feeling is like a river never ending as it flows. I'm your King and you're my queen like Atlantis. With a strong grip on each other like a praying mantis. See baby, I promise I will never let you go. I need you, I can't live...
#love
#meditation
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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MartenHoyle
Poem Published
12th Jan 2023 2:27am
12th Jan 2023 2:27am
A Day that Never Was
A Day that Never Was”
I raise the Cup of Times Unshed:
To drink of the hours never born—
To feel the light of a sun that shall not shine,
And hide in the dark of a night that dims no sky,
Where I lived a day that never was,
Between these twilights, so like dawn:
O! the dews on branches that never shall sway—
In Sorrow, I walked among their leaves,
Gathering wreathes of petals never to bloom.
I longed to think of days that never would pass,
But their memory alas! was fading into this day,
This day that never was…that...
I raise the Cup of Times Unshed:
To drink of the hours never born—
To feel the light of a sun that shall not shine,
And hide in the dark of a night that dims no sky,
Where I lived a day that never was,
Between these twilights, so like dawn:
O! the dews on branches that never shall sway—
In Sorrow, I walked among their leaves,
Gathering wreathes of petals never to bloom.
I longed to think of days that never would pass,
But their memory alas! was fading into this day,
This day that never was…that...
#death
#meditation
#philosophical
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
1st Jan 2023 4:06am
1st Jan 2023 4:06am
Headphones
Headphones
Auburn river splashes down camellia cheeks
But she soaks in bath of psychedelia
Like a rose petal tub of naked sound
Flowing between headphone ears
In deepening seventies groove
Of feminine pink aura
Whose nude melody is sunken softness
When the fidelity gets her high
Like the cotton candy of FM
That melts in her moan
While the candied apple world
Spins her into a music vortex
Born of her own body
And time cartwheels backward
Auburn river splashes down camellia cheeks
But she soaks in bath of psychedelia
Like a rose petal tub of naked sound
Flowing between headphone ears
In deepening seventies groove
Of feminine pink aura
Whose nude melody is sunken softness
When the fidelity gets her high
Like the cotton candy of FM
That melts in her moan
While the candied apple world
Spins her into a music vortex
Born of her own body
And time cartwheels backward
#beauty
#dreams
#music
#meditation
#sensual
256 reads
3 Comments
ConsequentialChaos
Poem Published
31st Dec 2022 5:52pm
31st Dec 2022 5:52pm
Peace
The music of silence, so pure and so true
It fills the air, yet it's hard to pursue
It's not something you hear
But rather a feeling that fills you with cheer
It's the absence of noise, the stillness of sound
A peaceful reprieve, a moment unbound
From the chaos of life, the hustle and bustle
The music of silence, a beautiful mussel
It's the rustle of leaves, the chirping of birds
The gentle breeze, the soothing words
It's the quiet moments, the calm after the storm
The music of silence, a comfort reborn
So take a...
It fills the air, yet it's hard to pursue
It's not something you hear
But rather a feeling that fills you with cheer
It's the absence of noise, the stillness of sound
A peaceful reprieve, a moment unbound
From the chaos of life, the hustle and bustle
The music of silence, a beautiful mussel
It's the rustle of leaves, the chirping of birds
The gentle breeze, the soothing words
It's the quiet moments, the calm after the storm
The music of silence, a comfort reborn
So take a...
#happiness
#peace
#patience
#SelfReflection
#meditation
514 reads
8 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
28th Dec 2022 11:55pm
28th Dec 2022 11:55pm
Shinrin-Yoku (Haiku)
Under soft green light
Psitherisms sussurate
Love forest bathing
by Jemia
Psitherisms sussurate
Love forest bathing
by Jemia
#forest
#peace
#meditation
216 reads
1 Comment
oskar
Poem Published
23rd Dec 2022 10:57am
23rd Dec 2022 10:57am
the importance of the small things
The importance of the small things
Out of a crack at the foot of a wall, a tiny baby mouse
blinded by the brightness of this autumnal day
I picked up the new life and put it in the palm of my hand
sensing the warmth, the baby curled up and slept.
To think this tiny animal had a heart, lungs, liver and
so, just like me; living in a world too immense to
grasp other than an outline of space and time.
In less than a week, the baby mouse will be an adult
and since mice do not go for higher education, one
can assume it will not take an...
Out of a crack at the foot of a wall, a tiny baby mouse
blinded by the brightness of this autumnal day
I picked up the new life and put it in the palm of my hand
sensing the warmth, the baby curled up and slept.
To think this tiny animal had a heart, lungs, liver and
so, just like me; living in a world too immense to
grasp other than an outline of space and time.
In less than a week, the baby mouse will be an adult
and since mice do not go for higher education, one
can assume it will not take an...
#freedom
#meditation
#responsibility
#passion
#reading
215 reads
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goldenmyst
Poem Published
20th Dec 2022 8:28pm
20th Dec 2022 8:28pm
Abundant Life
Abundant Life
Passing through nameless West Texas towns
The neon sign of a motel flashes vacant
Inside a reprieve from the cold road
The endless asphalt stretching forward
Like a jet trail through the dark sea of land
Inside warm myself by the heater
Listening to TV evangelists
Sermonizing apocalypse
Across the electrified airwaves
Sitting in the motel restaurant
I dig into thick hamburgers
Listening to Hank Williams crooning
Your cheatin heart
Walking across the parking lot,
A teenage...
Passing through nameless West Texas towns
The neon sign of a motel flashes vacant
Inside a reprieve from the cold road
The endless asphalt stretching forward
Like a jet trail through the dark sea of land
Inside warm myself by the heater
Listening to TV evangelists
Sermonizing apocalypse
Across the electrified airwaves
Sitting in the motel restaurant
I dig into thick hamburgers
Listening to Hank Williams crooning
Your cheatin heart
Walking across the parking lot,
A teenage...
#America
#travel
#SelfReflection
#nostalgia
#meditation
365 reads
6 Comments
alexis_karpouzos
Poem Published
17th Dec 2022 9:38am
17th Dec 2022 9:38am
THIS IS A LAND - ALEXIS KARPOUZOS
There is a land by faith I’ve seen
Where skies no clouded regions know;
Where they know not the sorrows of time
and no shadows fall to blight the view
That land no want has ever known,
Nor pain nor sickness nor distress;
there, Death, the last enemy, is slain;
There those who meet shall part no more,
And those long parted meet again.
There’s a land far away..
Beyond these wild winds and gloomy skies,
Beyond Death’s cloudy portal,
There is a land where beauty...
Where skies no clouded regions know;
Where they know not the sorrows of time
and no shadows fall to blight the view
That land no want has ever known,
Nor pain nor sickness nor distress;
there, Death, the last enemy, is slain;
There those who meet shall part no more,
And those long parted meet again.
There’s a land far away..
Beyond these wild winds and gloomy skies,
Beyond Death’s cloudy portal,
There is a land where beauty...
#love
#dreams
#spiritual
#LifeGoals
#meditation
449 reads
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Vampyre497
Poem Published
16th Dec 2022 2:28pm
16th Dec 2022 2:28pm
Freedom Through Martyrdom
If I jump, will you catch me
If I cut, will you heal me
If I swing, will you lower me
If I die, will you help me
If you free me, am I still me
Flying is a construct of the mind
Sleeping is a creation of a coma
Bleeding is an invention of the body
Dying is an occurrence of a life
Why not expedite rather than suffer like a troglodyte
Why not release rather than be a feast for others
Spinning is a construct of the world
Fainting is a creation of pressure
Experience is an invention of a system
Hurting...
If I cut, will you heal me
If I swing, will you lower me
If I die, will you help me
If you free me, am I still me
Flying is a construct of the mind
Sleeping is a creation of a coma
Bleeding is an invention of the body
Dying is an occurrence of a life
Why not expedite rather than suffer like a troglodyte
Why not release rather than be a feast for others
Spinning is a construct of the world
Fainting is a creation of pressure
Experience is an invention of a system
Hurting...
#identity
#SelfReflection
#meditation
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
220 reads
2 Comments
bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
6th Dec 2022 9:13pm
6th Dec 2022 9:13pm
A Secret Place
in a place, a secret place
where no one else can go
in my mind's a place to find
a warm and shining glow
a place of peace, a place to feast
on what lies within
alone at night, the only light
there is as I begin
io meditate to elevate
finally letting go
of what has gone on for so long
and too all of the woe
sitting still to feel the thrill
of breathing rhythmically
in and out and in and out
consciousness set free...
there is a light which every night
keeps shining from within
the...
where no one else can go
in my mind's a place to find
a warm and shining glow
a place of peace, a place to feast
on what lies within
alone at night, the only light
there is as I begin
io meditate to elevate
finally letting go
of what has gone on for so long
and too all of the woe
sitting still to feel the thrill
of breathing rhythmically
in and out and in and out
consciousness set free...
there is a light which every night
keeps shining from within
the...
#SelfReflection
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
497 reads
2 Comments
veganpoet
Poem Published
1st Dec 2022 4:59pm
1st Dec 2022 4:59pm
My body is my temple
My body is my temple
Enshrined in the heart of me
And my hopes cannot be contained
For the stars shine on down
Enshrined in the heart of me
And my hopes cannot be contained
For the stars shine on down
#hope
#courage
#SelfReflection
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
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bcpoet
Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
15th Nov 2022 4:56am
15th Nov 2022 4:56am
The Spell
concentrating, letting go
riding breathing's swell
feeling something inside grow,
consciousness the spell
permeating every pore
subatomically
electrifying ever more
living life in me...
breathing in and out and in
in rhythmically serene
states of mind from deep within,
places I have been
long ago when at the start
of life when I was born,
breathing with a beating heart
simplicity the norm...
breathing in and out and in
with the moving air
on waves of waves as I begin
to feel...
riding breathing's swell
feeling something inside grow,
consciousness the spell
permeating every pore
subatomically
electrifying ever more
living life in me...
breathing in and out and in
in rhythmically serene
states of mind from deep within,
places I have been
long ago when at the start
of life when I was born,
breathing with a beating heart
simplicity the norm...
breathing in and out and in
with the moving air
on waves of waves as I begin
to feel...
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
346 reads
1 Comment
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