Poems about Wisdom
#wisdom
Poems about wisdom, knowledge, experience and being wise. Poetry about wisdom learned, and developed by society during periods of time. Also poems about wise people and teachings, and about personal wisdom gained through life experiences.
it_lord
Poem Published
Today 3:54pm
Today 3:54pm
Should I shave?
I wanted time to slow down so bad...
that now I have a beard since last year.
that now I have a beard since last year.
#wisdom
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1 Comment
Joshuaberry
Lions_den7
Lions_den7
Poem Published
Today 6:36am
Today 6:36am
Couch
Good things crop up when you slam the fuck up,
Permitting actions to stock the heart's cup:
Words are parched skeletons, actions are puff.
19:01:16:18:46
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form.
Permitting actions to stock the heart's cup:
Words are parched skeletons, actions are puff.
19:01:16:18:46
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form.
#strength
#dreams
#uplifting
#MovingOn
#wisdom
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2 Comments
NewBeginnings
Poem Published
20th Jan 2019 5:52am
20th Jan 2019 5:52am
Sleeping in the Forest (A memorial to Mary Oliver)
That night, I slept beneath the watch of a familiar face, but one which I had not visited for quite some time.
I gazed deep into Mother nature’s nurturing eyes,
As she held me in her warm embrace
And so tenderly took me away
From the bane of my existence,
'Neath the skirt of a gnarled, giving tree.
Her pockets full of nuts and seeds,
The fallen fruits of her creation,
Bestowed so lovingly to me,
Neatly rested below its gnarled branches,
An enchanted slumber befell my eyes
As mother nature’s starry gaze watched over me that...
I gazed deep into Mother nature’s nurturing eyes,
As she held me in her warm embrace
And so tenderly took me away
From the bane of my existence,
'Neath the skirt of a gnarled, giving tree.
Her pockets full of nuts and seeds,
The fallen fruits of her creation,
Bestowed so lovingly to me,
Neatly rested below its gnarled branches,
An enchanted slumber befell my eyes
As mother nature’s starry gaze watched over me that...
#trees
#nature
#redemption #wisdom
#redemption #wisdom
60 reads
16 Comments
NewBeginnings
Poem Published
16th Jan 2019 8:27am
16th Jan 2019 8:27am
Ignorance (the wall that lies between us)
They were far too different from us,
that’s why we had to build the wall.
"A bunch of lousy criminals,
Who rape and kill and break the law."
“It just isn’t American!
Their skin is much too tan!
They speak a foreign language
That we can’t understand.”
And so we built a wall between us,
To separate ourselves from them.
But little did we know,
That our minds were closing in.
For what we thought to be so different
Was very much the same,
But with a different color,
Called by a different...
that’s why we had to build the wall.
"A bunch of lousy criminals,
Who rape and kill and break the law."
“It just isn’t American!
Their skin is much too tan!
They speak a foreign language
That we can’t understand.”
And so we built a wall between us,
To separate ourselves from them.
But little did we know,
That our minds were closing in.
For what we thought to be so different
Was very much the same,
But with a different color,
Called by a different...
#hate
#lies
#mirror
#ignorance
#wisdom
88 reads
22 Comments
StrugglingRapper
Poem Published
15th Jan 2019 6:43pm
15th Jan 2019 6:43pm
Nibbling Conscious
Nibbling conscious, hurtful and honest,
Nibbling conscious, lonely but bonded,
Nibbling conscious, author of nonsense,
Nibbling conscious, uncontrolled never thoughtless,
Nibbling conscious, doubtful to progress,
Nibbling conscious, tenacious the synopsis,
Nibbling conscious, lonely but bonded,
Nibbling conscious, author of nonsense,
Nibbling conscious, uncontrolled never thoughtless,
Nibbling conscious, doubtful to progress,
Nibbling conscious, tenacious the synopsis,
#happiness
#loneliness
#heaven
#hell
#wisdom
25 reads
2 Comments
Ang1114
Red Phoenix
Red Phoenix
Poem Published
10th Jan 2019 8:20pm
10th Jan 2019 8:20pm
The Wolf Moon
The quiet one she is.
A thousand thoughts run through her mind
yet she never says what she truly means.
It's on the week of a full moon that she
opens up just a little more.
Chaotic thoughts of desperation and love.
If only she had someone to tame her wild side,
to soothe her soul.
The Wolf moon approaches, and on the prowl,
she will be.
A thousand thoughts run through her mind
yet she never says what she truly means.
It's on the week of a full moon that she
opens up just a little more.
Chaotic thoughts of desperation and love.
If only she had someone to tame her wild side,
to soothe her soul.
The Wolf moon approaches, and on the prowl,
she will be.
#strength
#courage
#universe
#moon
#wisdom
48 reads
5 Comments
HowlingWhelms
Noire
Noire
Poem Published
10th Jan 2019 00:13am
10th Jan 2019 00:13am
the beauty of italic faultlines..
Primally, i couldn't
comprehend in
the beginning...
sufferance comes
and tastes me like
a gypsy moth
only to realise
little by little how
much un'used
burning room ( I )
truly have
something
is always found
therein
un’expectantingly.
comprehend in
the beginning...
sufferance comes
and tastes me like
a gypsy moth
only to realise
little by little how
much un'used
burning room ( I )
truly have
something
is always found
therein
un’expectantingly.
#anxiety
#LifeChangingMoment
#passion
#healing
#wisdom
91 reads
7 Comments
Jayluv55
Jayluv55555
Jayluv55555
Poem Published
8th Jan 2019 5:39pm
8th Jan 2019 5:39pm
Misunderstood
Thoughts run thru my head like a computer that can’t b turned off, Thoughts about life that will never solved, I try to forget bt I jus get pissed off, I found a way to let people know I feel, Express it on paper for those who can’t hear, Because if I dnt my mind it will sear, It comes out of my mind so vivid and clear, When I’m writing my thoughts anger turns to fear, I divulge feelings of love happiness confusion hatred and everything I hold dear, When I have these thoughts in my mind there’s a tear. Crying on the inside I have so much fear, Fear turns anger I jus don’t understand, I’m...
#strength
#inspirational
#honesty
#misunderstood
#wisdom
88 reads
13 Comments
Blackwolf
Poem Published
8th Jan 2019 5:41am
8th Jan 2019 5:41am
I Please Me To Release Me
Some Call Me Murky Maybe Earthy
I Call Me Quirky Yet Maybe Dirty
I Pray From Clay I Shall Rebirth Me
A Sculpture With A New Life Destiny
There Truly Is A Reason I Believe In
The Bold Thought That There Is No Sin
That We Are Old Ghosts In A Blind Wind
Here To Grow Under Our Own Discipline
No Burning For The Learning All Too Late
We Choose A Gate To What Will Be Our Fate
We May Contemplate , Meditate Or Satiate
We Gestate And Activate , Maybe Consummate
...
I Call Me Quirky Yet Maybe Dirty
I Pray From Clay I Shall Rebirth Me
A Sculpture With A New Life Destiny
There Truly Is A Reason I Believe In
The Bold Thought That There Is No Sin
That We Are Old Ghosts In A Blind Wind
Here To Grow Under Our Own Discipline
No Burning For The Learning All Too Late
We Choose A Gate To What Will Be Our Fate
We May Contemplate , Meditate Or Satiate
We Gestate And Activate , Maybe Consummate
...
#strength
#learning
#MovingOn
#acceptance
#wisdom
24 reads
0 Comments
Benzy_420
Poem Published
8th Jan 2019 00:38am
8th Jan 2019 00:38am
Blue
Rare is blue when you look too close
The sky’s an illusion,
and them flying blue things
have tiny protrusions
that refract the light m
but no kind of a pigment is used it’s true that even blue is nonexistent in eye colour
Another lack of pigment actually
So blue is a sly bugger
Unless you luck out find some lapis lazuli dug up
One of only two known natural blues in existence
Everything else is just a trick
The sky’s an illusion,
and them flying blue things
have tiny protrusions
that refract the light m
but no kind of a pigment is used it’s true that even blue is nonexistent in eye colour
Another lack of pigment actually
So blue is a sly bugger
Unless you luck out find some lapis lazuli dug up
One of only two known natural blues in existence
Everything else is just a trick
#motivational
#inspirational
#misunderstood
#heroic
#wisdom
28 reads
2 Comments
SatInUGal
Kumar
Kumar
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2019 3:28pm
3rd Jan 2019 3:28pm
CHECKER
Son,
you need to take more time
in planning out your moves.
Don't take your finger
off the checker
yet.
you need to take more time
in planning out your moves.
Don't take your finger
off the checker
yet.
#patience
#learning
#wisdom
28 reads
2 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2019 8:02am
3rd Jan 2019 8:02am
From the Apple Seed
Like anvil clouds hanging over you
And the bright rainbow in its arch
I am homesick for Arlington, a place
I have never been. Like April showers
The rain is pouring and the anarchy
Is rising from the ashes. Amends are
Not easy to make, but we are aglow
And whole. I am not here to appease
Or please anyone else. I avoid chaos.
I am growing from the apple seed.
And the bright rainbow in its arch
I am homesick for Arlington, a place
I have never been. Like April showers
The rain is pouring and the anarchy
Is rising from the ashes. Amends are
Not easy to make, but we are aglow
And whole. I am not here to appease
Or please anyone else. I avoid chaos.
I am growing from the apple seed.
#storm
#wisdom
35 reads
6 Comments
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