Least Read Poems About Peace
#peace
Musings
In this time of taking things too seriously
In the middle of this era of irrelevancy
Amidst the backdrop of sheer terror
Sprinkled with lemon drops and green lollipops ...
I just wanted you to know I was thinking of you ...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BHOevX4DlGk
In the middle of this era of irrelevancy
Amidst the backdrop of sheer terror
Sprinkled with lemon drops and green lollipops ...
I just wanted you to know I was thinking of you ...
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BHOevX4DlGk
#love
#dreams
#peace
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The Tao in My Pocket
At rest in the Tao
undressing the violence that
had clothed me, standing naked
in the space between things
touching softly the petals of a
flower named memories
Beset by the tragedies
of youth and betrayed innocence
I dug my toes into the earth
and made fire, turned my face
toward the winds of war and
drank the water of apathy
Now, what seems to be lifetimes
later I see the duality of nature
no longer seeking to forget
the brutality, nor idolize it
Everything experienced deserves
its place...
undressing the violence that
had clothed me, standing naked
in the space between things
touching softly the petals of a
flower named memories
Beset by the tragedies
of youth and betrayed innocence
I dug my toes into the earth
and made fire, turned my face
toward the winds of war and
drank the water of apathy
Now, what seems to be lifetimes
later I see the duality of nature
no longer seeking to forget
the brutality, nor idolize it
Everything experienced deserves
its place...
#love
#peace
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
11 reads
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A Better Tomorrow
What of these cards a man be dealt
a twisted fate no longer felt
raging river or endless sea
he seeks alone his destiny
And facing death, eights and aces
so many familiar faces
dance aimlessly through memories
they whisper to him in the trees
Despite the road, we journey forth
a simple path without a course
wandering minds so colorful
he pushed the pen and felt the pull
Into a world of poetry
where thoughts are scribed so eagerly
amidst the backdrop of sorrow
he writes a better tomorrow
a twisted fate no longer felt
raging river or endless sea
he seeks alone his destiny
And facing death, eights and aces
so many familiar faces
dance aimlessly through memories
they whisper to him in the trees
Despite the road, we journey forth
a simple path without a course
wandering minds so colorful
he pushed the pen and felt the pull
Into a world of poetry
where thoughts are scribed so eagerly
amidst the backdrop of sorrow
he writes a better tomorrow
#determination
#love
#peace #sadness
#peace #sadness
11 reads
6 Comments
Better Days
Golden willow weeping lowly
in the wind and swaying slowly
the sun shall paint your leaves ablaze
a guiding light to better days
Brightly shining magical star
meeting us always where we are
on the surface a passion's fire
in flames of hope that we desire
I am the willow weeping now
please rest your light on troubled brow
so longing to feel warmth again
that turns the lip to subtle grin
Until I smile now facing east
and from this pain I am released
to bask within her warming rays
my guiding light to...
in the wind and swaying slowly
the sun shall paint your leaves ablaze
a guiding light to better days
Brightly shining magical star
meeting us always where we are
on the surface a passion's fire
in flames of hope that we desire
I am the willow weeping now
please rest your light on troubled brow
so longing to feel warmth again
that turns the lip to subtle grin
Until I smile now facing east
and from this pain I am released
to bask within her warming rays
my guiding light to...
#healing
#peace
#sun
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How Sweet She Brings the Day
Quiet is the fledgling dawn
taking her first taste of morning's dew
lying shadows amidst the landscape
as she stretches a brilliant light
Flowers quiver in anticipation
damp petals reaching for her warmth
longing to be kissed by the day
a blanket of illumination befalling them
So I too long for her touch
a cascading sense of radiance
this silent guide that awakens not
only the body, but the mind
Rise high sweet sun
may those touched by your rays
feel love in their hearts and grow
far beyond what they...
taking her first taste of morning's dew
lying shadows amidst the landscape
as she stretches a brilliant light
Flowers quiver in anticipation
damp petals reaching for her warmth
longing to be kissed by the day
a blanket of illumination befalling them
So I too long for her touch
a cascading sense of radiance
this silent guide that awakens not
only the body, but the mind
Rise high sweet sun
may those touched by your rays
feel love in their hearts and grow
far beyond what they...
#love
#peace
#SelfDiscovery
12 reads
7 Comments
The Scent of Summer in Your Hair
The scent of summer in your hair
and the glint of oceans beneath sunbeams
the brightness of your eyes, supple as the
dawn's flower, fragile as the dream just
before waking
These hands though aged and rough
capture the contours of your skin as if it
were warm honey being poured over them,
surely more experienced than touched
it speaks to me
The rise and fall of your breath
brings harmony to my heartbeat and
synchronicity to the soul, my thoughts
noisily race, a babbling brook of
peace and love making
...
and the glint of oceans beneath sunbeams
the brightness of your eyes, supple as the
dawn's flower, fragile as the dream just
before waking
These hands though aged and rough
capture the contours of your skin as if it
were warm honey being poured over them,
surely more experienced than touched
it speaks to me
The rise and fall of your breath
brings harmony to my heartbeat and
synchronicity to the soul, my thoughts
noisily race, a babbling brook of
peace and love making
...
#love
#peace
#relationships
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Good Times Were They All
Skyscraper shadows and streetlight rendezvouses
pulse through my veins to the rhythmic heartbeat
of the city
Such fond memories, even the struggles were colorful
from the underpass condo and gas station bathing to
mortal combat over a bag of aluminum cans,
good times.
I stare down at her now from a much more elevated
position, but I always see myself looking back at me
We share a smile knowing that we walked a mile
busting out song lyrics in soup kitchen lines
at peace with who we are.
pulse through my veins to the rhythmic heartbeat
of the city
Such fond memories, even the struggles were colorful
from the underpass condo and gas station bathing to
mortal combat over a bag of aluminum cans,
good times.
I stare down at her now from a much more elevated
position, but I always see myself looking back at me
We share a smile knowing that we walked a mile
busting out song lyrics in soup kitchen lines
at peace with who we are.
#peace
#homelessness
#SelfReflection
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The Kindness of Quiet
In these the quiet moments of the day
how I so long for pain to pass away
and though my shore be pounded by the waves
a jagged stone will never roll or sway
The tapestries collected often seem
as though they were embroidered by a dream
interwoven, with all the hurt I feel
sometimes it has to bleed to know it's real
In truth the morning always yields to night
and in this life not everything is bright
so I shall turn no longer in your sight
until the morn, with dew and dawn's delight
To be wrapped in the sun, her...
how I so long for pain to pass away
and though my shore be pounded by the waves
a jagged stone will never roll or sway
The tapestries collected often seem
as though they were embroidered by a dream
interwoven, with all the hurt I feel
sometimes it has to bleed to know it's real
In truth the morning always yields to night
and in this life not everything is bright
so I shall turn no longer in your sight
until the morn, with dew and dawn's delight
To be wrapped in the sun, her...
#hope
#hurt
#peace #suffering
#peace #suffering
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Serenity
All the good wishes, hugs and compliments
Are all appreciated and felt deeply
But all I really want is to wake up
Next to you ... and see you breathing freely
Are all appreciated and felt deeply
But all I really want is to wake up
Next to you ... and see you breathing freely
#love
#peace
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Veritas Est Mors
An inspired realness haunts
my mind this morning, crawling
forward into my consciousness
waking memories good and bad,
truth is death
When I experience something with
such a realness, a vivid eye popping
truth, something else inside me dies
which is a blessing
There are things inside of me I wish dead
and oh how I have tried to kill them
for damnation is a self imposed affliction
carved into the soul by mine own hand,
my blade is sharp
So when I see a beautiful thing
perfectly created, I visualize...
my mind this morning, crawling
forward into my consciousness
waking memories good and bad,
truth is death
When I experience something with
such a realness, a vivid eye popping
truth, something else inside me dies
which is a blessing
There are things inside of me I wish dead
and oh how I have tried to kill them
for damnation is a self imposed affliction
carved into the soul by mine own hand,
my blade is sharp
So when I see a beautiful thing
perfectly created, I visualize...
#memories
#peace
#war
16 reads
13 Comments
Lead Me Closer
Conveyed cordial urge
fostered protection,
most needed,
Unrivaled caress,
Encompasses,
Comforts specialties
Softens and Emergent,
Breath to breath encounters,
Contemplates,
Destruction of sorrows,
Embraced gently,
Imminent
Tastes’
And Passionately
Cleansed soul
Of darkness,
Thoughts of
Trails filled with
Cascade basket
Covers of
Lovers tempest,
And desires
Destined
Cultures,
No cultural bondage,
Divides
Passion of
Fostered ...
fostered protection,
most needed,
Unrivaled caress,
Encompasses,
Comforts specialties
Softens and Emergent,
Breath to breath encounters,
Contemplates,
Destruction of sorrows,
Embraced gently,
Imminent
Tastes’
And Passionately
Cleansed soul
Of darkness,
Thoughts of
Trails filled with
Cascade basket
Covers of
Lovers tempest,
And desires
Destined
Cultures,
No cultural bondage,
Divides
Passion of
Fostered ...
#romantic
#peace
#lover
#support
#passion
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9 Comments
influences
there no more refrains
of names
like Place of Circling Waters
where the swallows frenzy
during this curious
slit of
blush
swarms swerve
clamor chaos
at least
to me and sensible
...
of names
like Place of Circling Waters
where the swallows frenzy
during this curious
slit of
blush
swarms swerve
clamor chaos
at least
to me and sensible
...
#river
#nature
#peace
#evolution
#meditation
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DU Poetry : Least Read Poems About Peace