Poems about Morality
#morality
Poems about morality, here you'll find poetry about morals and morality. Poems about values, principles and the difference between right and wrong. This includes poems about the moral compass of an individual, and about morality in wider society.
Practice Bars 3
Quite pleasing, I have mastered rhyme rooks.
Skies bleeding science after y'all shook.
My feelings, I don't have them all, look.
Like reading, Isaac Asimov books.
Guised greetings might have masked divine crooks.
Dice leading pirates after spines stood.
Try scheming heights we passed in times took.
Price pleading, private passions might push.
Bright beaming binds the blatherskite foot.
Lines weaving lying lavish like hoof.
Wine, wheat, and rice Saturn giant sook.
Rye seedling blight have acid nights cooked.
Prized...
Skies bleeding science after y'all shook.
My feelings, I don't have them all, look.
Like reading, Isaac Asimov books.
Guised greetings might have masked divine crooks.
Dice leading pirates after spines stood.
Try scheming heights we passed in times took.
Price pleading, private passions might push.
Bright beaming binds the blatherskite foot.
Lines weaving lying lavish like hoof.
Wine, wheat, and rice Saturn giant sook.
Rye seedling blight have acid nights cooked.
Prized...
#humankind
#metaphor
#morality
#rhyming
#spiritual
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What is your dark side
Do you know what is your DARK side effect, that you call upon when you are at a point in your own life. That the things in your life, has taken a real dramatic change of direction, that you start to feel trapped in a vortex of insanity. Follow by just the pain and hurt and confusion, and drama and madness and chaos, with no escape route nor plan. TO move you out of the way. For the elders say that we have the ability to manifest that which is hidden in own spiritual entity. For do you know what your true beliefs, are of what is your spiritual faith, and entity is to you 🤔 For example...
#evolution
#metaphor
#morality
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
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Indelible Lines
Oh, how much i long
For the vintage sound of the olden music
The plaintive violin, under the gentle caress
A stroke of a piano-keys, by slender fingers
Of which the joy is not the less..
Oh, what a craving i do have !!!
Golden fields sway like sea-waves
The waltzing dance of the Summer wheat
Ripened under May's heat
The cheerful grasshoppers' sizzling shriek..
With hot chirping, skipping
Wheezing, such a cosy bossom
Where throbbing sentiments live
...
For the vintage sound of the olden music
The plaintive violin, under the gentle caress
A stroke of a piano-keys, by slender fingers
Of which the joy is not the less..
Oh, what a craving i do have !!!
Golden fields sway like sea-waves
The waltzing dance of the Summer wheat
Ripened under May's heat
The cheerful grasshoppers' sizzling shriek..
With hot chirping, skipping
Wheezing, such a cosy bossom
Where throbbing sentiments live
...
#faith
#morality
#philosophical
#rebirth
#spiritual
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Fellah, a Man of Earth, a Man or Worth
Je t'admire, toi le Fellah dans les vastes champs
Dans le brouillard et le matin, dans le cruel froid
Je t'admire, car tu es le seul unique survivant
Et,quand périssons nous , la terre te reviendra
Je t'admire amplement quand tu dors peu de temps
Sachant que le sommeil est un esprit fainéant
Croyant que si tu laisses les beaux rêves t'emporter
La graine dans le sol ne donnera jamais ses fruits..
Tu as les champs, les jardins, tu as toute la terre
Et moi j'ai le paysage, les saisons et les fleurs ...
Dans le brouillard et le matin, dans le cruel froid
Je t'admire, car tu es le seul unique survivant
Et,quand périssons nous , la terre te reviendra
Je t'admire amplement quand tu dors peu de temps
Sachant que le sommeil est un esprit fainéant
Croyant que si tu laisses les beaux rêves t'emporter
La graine dans le sol ne donnera jamais ses fruits..
Tu as les champs, les jardins, tu as toute la terre
Et moi j'ai le paysage, les saisons et les fleurs ...
#faith
#morality
#philosophical
#sacrifice
#spiritual
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"Light...Hovers"
"Light...Hovers"
Light...hovers.
An obtuse rectangle in the sky.
People crane back their heads,
looking, wondering, maybe even weeping.
Some asking, waiting for a reply.
Light...hovers.
Twisting...turning...melding.
A different shape to all who choose to view.
Ingrained into the deepest self.
What could, what should, what did/I didn't do?
I look in consternation.
Images shaping for me high above.
I see the past as I have learned,
lessons strangled by said glove.
Light...hovers. ...
Light...hovers.
An obtuse rectangle in the sky.
People crane back their heads,
looking, wondering, maybe even weeping.
Some asking, waiting for a reply.
Light...hovers.
Twisting...turning...melding.
A different shape to all who choose to view.
Ingrained into the deepest self.
What could, what should, what did/I didn't do?
I look in consternation.
Images shaping for me high above.
I see the past as I have learned,
lessons strangled by said glove.
Light...hovers. ...
#apathy
#bittersweet
#culture
#evolution
#morality
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He-She-Other
Eyeing life side-eyed asphyxiated in this spotters scope
concave monocular teetering in and out of trance
Observant surveilling wretched buffoonery trending
cyclic magnified in this inauspicious life dance
Shrewd to learn intricate reasoning in depths of people
evolved judgemental life views secluded
Laid in the cut calm as a fly on the rancid wall
gender-neutral bathroom festering larvae included
Planted trigger behaviors become iridescently apparent
in blank jungle silence of blossoming juvenile minds
Passive watching random demonic ongoers...
concave monocular teetering in and out of trance
Observant surveilling wretched buffoonery trending
cyclic magnified in this inauspicious life dance
Shrewd to learn intricate reasoning in depths of people
evolved judgemental life views secluded
Laid in the cut calm as a fly on the rancid wall
gender-neutral bathroom festering larvae included
Planted trigger behaviors become iridescently apparent
in blank jungle silence of blossoming juvenile minds
Passive watching random demonic ongoers...
#honesty
#LGBT
#masculinity
#morality
#transgender
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Run to Atonement
What's hewn in stone was removed and stolen,
the tombs of shoulders Azul in focus.
Once moons remold us exhumed in bones of,
some knew the moments confused below dust.
Luck looted ocean's sun hue as golden,
dusk drew a donor blood blue from ozone.
Of spoon and soldier runs wounds of closure,
cut through to open trust due as spoken.
Such roots are lonesome from Cupid's coldest,
unto enrollment some student showman.
Much full of hocus love fools betrothment,
comes duels of jokers spun lucid omen.
...
the tombs of shoulders Azul in focus.
Once moons remold us exhumed in bones of,
some knew the moments confused below dust.
Luck looted ocean's sun hue as golden,
dusk drew a donor blood blue from ozone.
Of spoon and soldier runs wounds of closure,
cut through to open trust due as spoken.
Such roots are lonesome from Cupid's coldest,
unto enrollment some student showman.
Much full of hocus love fools betrothment,
comes duels of jokers spun lucid omen.
...
#humankind
#metaphor
#morality
#rhyming
#spiritual
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Haunted Flurries
I sit by death’s cold door
A certain expiration date
Soon from here, I’ll be no more
Solemnly resigned to fate
Winter winds cold as old sin
Frost blooms on glassy panes
Ice and snow asking to be let in
Blanketing the frozen lanes
I dwell on winters long since passed
On sins and sorrow, deep and raw
Lives traded, cut short too fast
By the flick of pen and manmade law
The scene obscures in icy gales
Thoughts dissolve in the pale frost
What’s this shadow, thin and frail?
A sight that leaves my stomach...
A certain expiration date
Soon from here, I’ll be no more
Solemnly resigned to fate
Winter winds cold as old sin
Frost blooms on glassy panes
Ice and snow asking to be let in
Blanketing the frozen lanes
I dwell on winters long since passed
On sins and sorrow, deep and raw
Lives traded, cut short too fast
By the flick of pen and manmade law
The scene obscures in icy gales
Thoughts dissolve in the pale frost
What’s this shadow, thin and frail?
A sight that leaves my stomach...
#dark
#evil
#ghosts
#morality
#regret
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Becoming A Man
Stepping out in the darkness of a hot night
Looking for something to fight
I need a target for my expanding sense of justice
And if you think you're a bad man
It just might be you
I met a man in Tennessee who thought it made him tough
To beat on his boy and his wife
I showed him the error of his ways
A .45 that took him to his grave
And went on my way feeling noble
And true
To myself and what I believed
There was nothing that I couldn't be
A good man with my pure conviction
I should have seen that it was only fiction ...
Looking for something to fight
I need a target for my expanding sense of justice
And if you think you're a bad man
It just might be you
I met a man in Tennessee who thought it made him tough
To beat on his boy and his wife
I showed him the error of his ways
A .45 that took him to his grave
And went on my way feeling noble
And true
To myself and what I believed
There was nothing that I couldn't be
A good man with my pure conviction
I should have seen that it was only fiction ...
#learning
#morality
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And The Devil Wept
How art thou fallen, O Sin, my fairest blight
Once crowned with guile now rended by thine own!
Thy venom turns upon thyself in spite
And leaves me wailing on my burning throne
O treacherous spawn of my infernal flame
Why dost thou feast upon thy tainted kin?
Thy hunger knows no end, nor heeds my claim
For thou art thine own foe, O cursed Sin!
Behold the ruin wrought by thine own lust
Each vice devours the seed that gave it birth
Pride's lofty tower crumbles into dust
By envy’s claws and wrath that scorches earth
...
Once crowned with guile now rended by thine own!
Thy venom turns upon thyself in spite
And leaves me wailing on my burning throne
O treacherous spawn of my infernal flame
Why dost thou feast upon thy tainted kin?
Thy hunger knows no end, nor heeds my claim
For thou art thine own foe, O cursed Sin!
Behold the ruin wrought by thine own lust
Each vice devours the seed that gave it birth
Pride's lofty tower crumbles into dust
By envy’s claws and wrath that scorches earth
...
#dark
#devil
#evil
#morality
#religion
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Clarify
Fraternize
Magic skies
Gaseous blind
Fathom ties
Dagger life
Plastic eyes
Practice lies
Casting dye
Captive pine
Casket sign
Fantasize
Blackened bribe
Passing by
Random tides
Phantom while
Anchor strife
Savage isle
Ration blight
Rancid rice
Rancor rights
Paradigm
Hashing heist
Hallowed high
Absent minds
Dragon drives
Crafted crimes
Haggard sight
Cancer splice
Canker rife
Candid heights
...
Magic skies
Gaseous blind
Fathom ties
Dagger life
Plastic eyes
Practice lies
Casting dye
Captive pine
Casket sign
Fantasize
Blackened bribe
Passing by
Random tides
Phantom while
Anchor strife
Savage isle
Ration blight
Rancid rice
Rancor rights
Paradigm
Hashing heist
Hallowed high
Absent minds
Dragon drives
Crafted crimes
Haggard sight
Cancer splice
Canker rife
Candid heights
...
#humankind
#metaphor
#morality
#rhyming
#spiritual
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Wages of The Faithless
In depths unseen, beneath the endless night
Where shadows writhe and whisper of despair
I walked, alone, beneath an empty light
To witness what awaits the soul laid bare
No angels’ song, no holy trumpets sound
Only the hollow moan of desolate cries
For here, where souls in darkness are unbound
The Faithless walk with vacant hopeless eyes
Their steps are slow, their hearts are cold as stone
The wages earned for turning from the truth
In endless grief, they walk, yet walk alone
Their faith forsaken in the fleeting youth
...
Where shadows writhe and whisper of despair
I walked, alone, beneath an empty light
To witness what awaits the soul laid bare
No angels’ song, no holy trumpets sound
Only the hollow moan of desolate cries
For here, where souls in darkness are unbound
The Faithless walk with vacant hopeless eyes
Their steps are slow, their hearts are cold as stone
The wages earned for turning from the truth
In endless grief, they walk, yet walk alone
Their faith forsaken in the fleeting youth
...
#Christian
#faith
#God
#morality
#religion
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DU Poetry : Poems about Morality