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.
Shon
Poem Published
11th Feb 2025 7:06pm
11th Feb 2025 7:06pm
The Continuum of Ideal & Real Self. (for me)
I'm feeling more real as I am.
More real than I'v ever been.
A continuum, spectrum like exists.
Between the Ideal self & the real self.
A spectrum that were all on.
The Ideal self, is the person.
We think others want us to be.
Conforming to this image.
We collude with others to fit in.
What ever the cost.
The true self, not to others.
Rather to our true selves.
As nature meant us to be.
Every time we collude with others.
Our perspective...
More real than I'v ever been.
A continuum, spectrum like exists.
Between the Ideal self & the real self.
A spectrum that were all on.
The Ideal self, is the person.
We think others want us to be.
Conforming to this image.
We collude with others to fit in.
What ever the cost.
The true self, not to others.
Rather to our true selves.
As nature meant us to be.
Every time we collude with others.
Our perspective...
#FreeVerse
#honesty
#JelaluddinRumi
#LookingForLove
#wisdom
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1 Comment
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
9th Feb 2025 1:29am
9th Feb 2025 1:29am
No Classrooms Needed (The Credence Of Yesterday)
Millennium ideas of falsehood to give sense to debauchery in whose sacred name
The signed Constitution of course tells me my presence in society has already been maimed
Hope for all, is the effect of systematically drugs flushed in impoverished communities, faces of poster children for the dope game
Fate has a way of reversing a diabolic coin
Fentanyl introduced, the wave given to babies in wombs, drug addicts, before the first cry after being born
Manmade chemicals to revive the body in an induced state, not invented to save the generation...
The signed Constitution of course tells me my presence in society has already been maimed
Hope for all, is the effect of systematically drugs flushed in impoverished communities, faces of poster children for the dope game
Fate has a way of reversing a diabolic coin
Fentanyl introduced, the wave given to babies in wombs, drug addicts, before the first cry after being born
Manmade chemicals to revive the body in an induced state, not invented to save the generation...
#philosophical
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#wisdom
#water
178 reads
1 Comment
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
8th Feb 2025 1:52am
8th Feb 2025 1:52am
Dream Weaver (I Am-COTS)
Unto the darkness our beams of light shine
To asunder of this world our universal hosts travel by the speed of light through time
We are the enlighten bearers of Sumerian pantheons who walked among earth to give beings our intellect, the supercilious' genes of our worth
Searching for the minerals that gave our decaying race its rebirth
Man in the image seen and courted of low vibrations.
Unto us as the time of reminisce on their knees in a lost celebration ...
To asunder of this world our universal hosts travel by the speed of light through time
We are the enlighten bearers of Sumerian pantheons who walked among earth to give beings our intellect, the supercilious' genes of our worth
Searching for the minerals that gave our decaying race its rebirth
Man in the image seen and courted of low vibrations.
Unto us as the time of reminisce on their knees in a lost celebration ...
#philosophical
#sun
#TruthOfLife
#water
#wisdom
231 reads
1 Comment
MySmile
Besma
Besma
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 6:39pm
7th Feb 2025 6:39pm
A Poet’s Ever Tweet
A rose, in the hands of God, lays her fate
As seasons cease not shake and shape
Those are Nature creed, obey and not berate
God's wisdom, vain minds couldn't debate.
Pains that affect the heart, we do feel once
As deep they might dig, the pleasure is immense
Time when slow to meet a wish, the ache intense
God's wisdom, vain minds couldn't make sense.
A rhymer lays bare the fine music of verse
Mother nature would fill a heart and wounds nurse
Uphold Beauty and in the wonders of poetry the soul immerse
Wisdom, in a blessed...
As seasons cease not shake and shape
Those are Nature creed, obey and not berate
God's wisdom, vain minds couldn't debate.
Pains that affect the heart, we do feel once
As deep they might dig, the pleasure is immense
Time when slow to meet a wish, the ache intense
God's wisdom, vain minds couldn't make sense.
A rhymer lays bare the fine music of verse
Mother nature would fill a heart and wounds nurse
Uphold Beauty and in the wonders of poetry the soul immerse
Wisdom, in a blessed...
#admiration
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter
#wisdom
#WritingPoetry
106 reads
6 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2025 3:34am
3rd Feb 2025 3:34am
The Soft Whispers Of Ms. Singer’s Imagination
She is my sexy creative SuperEgo, yes you heard what I said
Her form waiting for my sultry imagination, tonight, I will allow her to be donned in white lace and red
My soft and caring hands outlining, the patterns of gentle perfection
A silent incantation whispered to give spiritual credence to the person who would wear such a beautiful brazen, attire
Mm.. to inflame any Hebrew King’s loins of desire
Spiritual enlighten from the depth of my melanin context your soul shall receive
Angel wings of divine intellectual seduction ...
Her form waiting for my sultry imagination, tonight, I will allow her to be donned in white lace and red
My soft and caring hands outlining, the patterns of gentle perfection
A silent incantation whispered to give spiritual credence to the person who would wear such a beautiful brazen, attire
Mm.. to inflame any Hebrew King’s loins of desire
Spiritual enlighten from the depth of my melanin context your soul shall receive
Angel wings of divine intellectual seduction ...
#LifeAsAWriter
#philosophical
#spiritual #wisdom
#spiritual #wisdom
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Pishashee
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 6:47am
1st Feb 2025 6:47am
Night Walk
I took a walk through the tapestry of night,
where streetlamps stitched their gold tight across midnight’s throat—
not stars, but close enough to mimic light,
to guard the paths where restless shadows are rubies.
A chorus hummed through bones of bending trees,
the wind’s tender grasp combed through the thorny thicket.
Far above, in blackened galaxies,
starlight blew its kisses—thick as good luck & hope.
The moon, ripe as a strawberry, dripped its glow,
and climbed the clouds like stairs, playing calipee. ...
where streetlamps stitched their gold tight across midnight’s throat—
not stars, but close enough to mimic light,
to guard the paths where restless shadows are rubies.
A chorus hummed through bones of bending trees,
the wind’s tender grasp combed through the thorny thicket.
Far above, in blackened galaxies,
starlight blew its kisses—thick as good luck & hope.
The moon, ripe as a strawberry, dripped its glow,
and climbed the clouds like stairs, playing calipee. ...
#escape
#nature
#PersonalGrowth
#strength
#wisdom
154 reads
2 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 1:18am
28th Jan 2025 1:18am
Tick Tock
Intellectual interactions that stretched miles
Inventor in the mind, praises by the inventions of the hands
Mileage by the success from the journey
Social reform movements are shaping the face of reality
A world of make believe, looking out to a world of cruelty, lies, betrayals, dreams, and disappointments
Political hypocrites always want to play the act of being the virtuous, innocent
The deeds of vile actions witnessed by open hearts, blind eyes, will always be devoid...
Inventor in the mind, praises by the inventions of the hands
Mileage by the success from the journey
Social reform movements are shaping the face of reality
A world of make believe, looking out to a world of cruelty, lies, betrayals, dreams, and disappointments
Political hypocrites always want to play the act of being the virtuous, innocent
The deeds of vile actions witnessed by open hearts, blind eyes, will always be devoid...
#philosophical
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife #wisdom
#TruthOfLife #wisdom
268 reads
4 Comments
wallyroo92
Bumped 25th Jan 2025 6:35pm
10th Sep 2019 10:32pm
10th Sep 2019 10:32pm
Class Education
The trees bear fruit - delicious and rich
For the privileged few get to savor and taste, prosper and grow.
And the seeds are then passed down for new procreation, to be cultivated
To become richer on their own, passed down for generations to come.
But over time fences rise, to protect these trees that bear fruit
They are obstacles and barriers for those on the outside.
But the branches in time, reach further,
Inviting those who thirst and hunger
Outside the gates to experience this knowledge
So they cross
Any limits,
To know,
To...
For the privileged few get to savor and taste, prosper and grow.
And the seeds are then passed down for new procreation, to be cultivated
To become richer on their own, passed down for generations to come.
But over time fences rise, to protect these trees that bear fruit
They are obstacles and barriers for those on the outside.
But the branches in time, reach further,
Inviting those who thirst and hunger
Outside the gates to experience this knowledge
So they cross
Any limits,
To know,
To...
#hope
#wisdom
#learning #college
#learning #college
580 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 11:30am
23rd Jan 2025 11:30am
Listen to the silence
Living in the shadows, where there is no place to go
Living in the shadows, where there is no place to dream
Take a deep breath to fight against your fears
Live for the moment to understand your destiny
Listen to the silence to find the way
Do you remember when nothing was everything?
Lies,
Cause what sounded good to you determined your choice
Your knowledge is fading, and this battle is just the beginning
Living in the shadows, where there is no place to dream
Take a deep breath to fight against your fears
Live for the moment to understand your destiny
Listen to the silence to find the way
Do you remember when nothing was everything?
Lies,
Cause what sounded good to you determined your choice
Your knowledge is fading, and this battle is just the beginning
#fate
#fear
#LifeStruggles
#silence
#wisdom
134 reads
14 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 7:21pm
12th Jan 2025 7:21pm
The Pilgrimage Of The Soul
Most misguided souls banging for salvation on Heaven’s door, transgressions of feeble needs overrule and controls
The weight of gold cannot get you faster passage, or a seat at the throne of glory, our fate has already been foretold
I had an epiphany with Yeshua in my dream
Upon His voice, this realm of carnage upon His oasis is Revelation reborn so shall it seem
Entities aloof with the word of gospel in mouths
Spewing hatred with wicked tongues as fast as water pours from spouts...
The weight of gold cannot get you faster passage, or a seat at the throne of glory, our fate has already been foretold
I had an epiphany with Yeshua in my dream
Upon His voice, this realm of carnage upon His oasis is Revelation reborn so shall it seem
Entities aloof with the word of gospel in mouths
Spewing hatred with wicked tongues as fast as water pours from spouts...
#rebirth
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
#water
#wisdom
312 reads
4 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 1:16pm
12th Jan 2025 1:16pm
Wisdo(o)m (with a silent 'O'!
Why are some people,
Sometimes called
Etymologically speaking
Clever dicks?
Why not just 'smart arse'
Or 'wise guy'
Yet no 'wise woman'?
Not in the same sense
Being called a 'wise woman'
Is full of compliments!
by Jemia (hoping one day to be wise!)
Sometimes called
Etymologically speaking
Clever dicks?
Why not just 'smart arse'
Or 'wise guy'
Yet no 'wise woman'?
Not in the same sense
Being called a 'wise woman'
Is full of compliments!
by Jemia (hoping one day to be wise!)
#philosophical
#PowerOfWords
#wisdom
59 reads
0 Comments
SeaCat
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 5:24pm
11th Jan 2025 5:24pm
Sea Side Frolics
I fell far North,
caught in a cradle of clouds, dunes, and an unexpected
human silence.
I wandered by day,
following the border of sea and land,
finding routes along lanes, roads, and field bound tracks.
At times, during dead winter nights,
I stood on my frosty balcony, staring into the pitch,
hearing only the nearby sea;
it has such a task,
rumbling all night, its roar heightened
in night’s quietude.
I perched on the margins of my world,
a pigeon, with wakeful eyes
scanning the...
caught in a cradle of clouds, dunes, and an unexpected
human silence.
I wandered by day,
following the border of sea and land,
finding routes along lanes, roads, and field bound tracks.
At times, during dead winter nights,
I stood on my frosty balcony, staring into the pitch,
hearing only the nearby sea;
it has such a task,
rumbling all night, its roar heightened
in night’s quietude.
I perched on the margins of my world,
a pigeon, with wakeful eyes
scanning the...
#MovingOn
#PersonalGrowth
#wisdom
112 reads
2 Comments
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