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.
PAR
Poem Published
10th Dec 2024 10:53am
10th Dec 2024 10:53am
Arachne
In the silence of the ancient grove,
we bow with humble hearts and minds
honoring the eight-legged delicate weave
their webs a testament to nature's craft.
Through the stillness whispers of their lore
threads of existence crossing patterns
in their presence we find harmony
balanced in the cycle of life’s design.
Oh gentle spirits of the eight legs
we celebrate your ceaseless toil
crafting wonders in the air between breaths
your webs the stars of earthly skies.
Beneath the moon's serene glow
your...
we bow with humble hearts and minds
honoring the eight-legged delicate weave
their webs a testament to nature's craft.
Through the stillness whispers of their lore
threads of existence crossing patterns
in their presence we find harmony
balanced in the cycle of life’s design.
Oh gentle spirits of the eight legs
we celebrate your ceaseless toil
crafting wonders in the air between breaths
your webs the stars of earthly skies.
Beneath the moon's serene glow
your...
#jealousy
#mythology
#nature
#spiritual
#wisdom
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10 Comments
FATBOY300PLUS
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 2:02am
8th Dec 2024 2:02am
Communicating With The Queens
Women love words
All kinds of words
Words that can argue And words that describe
Words that show feelings that you have inside
For a moment Or a lifetime Be they shallow or deep
Words rile women up Or pit them right to sleep
Women love words that express
They love words that proclaim
Love words that sound different
Though your message is the same
Words tell of the good a man has in his heart
And some words aren't yet spoken
cuz of time spent apart
Words properly delivered,
can be...
All kinds of words
Words that can argue And words that describe
Words that show feelings that you have inside
For a moment Or a lifetime Be they shallow or deep
Words rile women up Or pit them right to sleep
Women love words that express
They love words that proclaim
Love words that sound different
Though your message is the same
Words tell of the good a man has in his heart
And some words aren't yet spoken
cuz of time spent apart
Words properly delivered,
can be...
#honesty
#respect
#wisdom
124 reads
2 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2024 11:54am
3rd Dec 2024 11:54am
Emanations of the Mind...
Often I get lost in my thought,
In those recesses of my intellect,
where ambivalence interlaces with the glimmering of discernment,
I traverse looking for the ineffable,
the elusive sagacity spoken softly in the stillness of quiet reflection.
Emerging from the profound depths of contemplation,
a sudden effulgence of clarity,
as comprehension unfurls like the delicate tendrils of an ethereal bloom,
grasping, attaining, a verity both fragile and steadfast.
I wander through the consecrated halls of philosophy and education,
where...
In those recesses of my intellect,
where ambivalence interlaces with the glimmering of discernment,
I traverse looking for the ineffable,
the elusive sagacity spoken softly in the stillness of quiet reflection.
Emerging from the profound depths of contemplation,
a sudden effulgence of clarity,
as comprehension unfurls like the delicate tendrils of an ethereal bloom,
grasping, attaining, a verity both fragile and steadfast.
I wander through the consecrated halls of philosophy and education,
where...
#learning
#SelfDiscovery
#wisdom
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poetic_gawdess
Poem Published
29th Nov 2024 4:30am
29th Nov 2024 4:30am
Submission.
Well, it’s finally happened.
I’m officially Life’s bitch.
Its plan to dig its claws into me,
went without a hitch.
Its firm grasp only tightening,
and
won’t let me go,
like a blood binding contract.
it took ownership of my tattered soul.
Why not someone else?
I have literally nothing to offer.
I try to do good, keep my head down,
living a mundane life,
so why bother?
I’ve felt the heaviness on my soul
from such a tender age..
how foolish of me to think I’d leave this lifetime ...
I’m officially Life’s bitch.
Its plan to dig its claws into me,
went without a hitch.
Its firm grasp only tightening,
and
won’t let me go,
like a blood binding contract.
it took ownership of my tattered soul.
Why not someone else?
I have literally nothing to offer.
I try to do good, keep my head down,
living a mundane life,
so why bother?
I’ve felt the heaviness on my soul
from such a tender age..
how foolish of me to think I’d leave this lifetime ...
#acceptance
#honesty
#sadness
#TruthOfLife
#wisdom
197 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 00:47am
27th Nov 2024 00:47am
What Would You Bring To Your Table This Holiday
Come and dine at the offering bestowed from my table
Sweet words softly given sweeter than the taste of maple soothing elements to the mind ordained from birth past the first steps of the cradle
The offering unto your palate from centuries ago told
Close your eyes as my incantations from the seventh dimension of time have spiritually caressed and physically consoled
Dwelling in the dominion in the hues of midnight
Baring the burdensome credence of me, myself and I, walking the naked journey as you give authority to the...
Sweet words softly given sweeter than the taste of maple soothing elements to the mind ordained from birth past the first steps of the cradle
The offering unto your palate from centuries ago told
Close your eyes as my incantations from the seventh dimension of time have spiritually caressed and physically consoled
Dwelling in the dominion in the hues of midnight
Baring the burdensome credence of me, myself and I, walking the naked journey as you give authority to the...
#humankind
#mythology
#philosophical #wisdom
#philosophical #wisdom
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2 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 8:03pm
26th Nov 2024 8:03pm
The Fork, The Fire, The Flame
Ideas, impressions, sense refined,
A mirror held to humankind.
Passions burn where reason treads,
A slave to what the heart has fed.
Virtue, vice—no logic's claim,
But echoes felt in pleasure's name.
Hume’s tools cut through belief’s facade,
To find no truth in man or God.
A mirror held to humankind.
Passions burn where reason treads,
A slave to what the heart has fed.
Virtue, vice—no logic's claim,
But echoes felt in pleasure's name.
Hume’s tools cut through belief’s facade,
To find no truth in man or God.
#wisdom
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 7:15am
26th Nov 2024 7:15am
Knowledge, "belief" and TRUTH
Belief, the spark that starts our chase,
Truth, the light we seek to trace.
Justification, the proof we claim,
Together they build knowledge’s flame.
Belief in what we think we know,
Truth must follow, or it won’t grow.
Justification always leads the way,
Or else our truth begins to sway.
Belief, though firm, it can lead astray,
Truth must be present, come what may.
Justification, always clear and bright,
Brings our darkness into light.
But luck, like shadows, bends the line,
Truth may falter, knowledge...
Truth, the light we seek to trace.
Justification, the proof we claim,
Together they build knowledge’s flame.
Belief in what we think we know,
Truth must follow, or it won’t grow.
Justification always leads the way,
Or else our truth begins to sway.
Belief, though firm, it can lead astray,
Truth must be present, come what may.
Justification, always clear and bright,
Brings our darkness into light.
But luck, like shadows, bends the line,
Truth may falter, knowledge...
#faith
#philosophical
#TruthOfLife #wisdom
#TruthOfLife #wisdom
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
25th Nov 2024 11:36pm
25th Nov 2024 11:36pm
"IF THY ONE EYE BE OPEN" (11-25-2024, Palm Springs, California)
as
i see eyes
eyes see me
as
eyes see i
i see i see
i see i see
in
these eyes
through which
i see
i see eyes
as
eyes see me
as
this true i
this true
eye opened
this
one eye open
fully open
i now know
yet always have
that i still
truly
am
through which
i now
more
than...
i see eyes
eyes see me
as
eyes see i
i see i see
i see i see
in
these eyes
through which
i see
i see eyes
as
eyes see me
as
this true i
this true
eye opened
this
one eye open
fully open
i now know
yet always have
that i still
truly
am
through which
i now
more
than...
#identity
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#spiritual
#wisdom
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 3:27pm
24th Nov 2024 3:27pm
Bound by Time ...
We are all brothers and sisters through time,
no matter the generation before or yet to come,
we share the same thoughts and feelings.
Just as you feel when you look out into the oceans and watch the waves,
this was how I felt.
Just as you experience frustration in the tangle of everyday life,
I too lived in days filled with frustration.
Just as you are one of many in a crowd,
I too was a face among the countless.
Just as you are refreshed by the river’s gentle flow,
I too was cleansed and renewed.
Just as you seek relief on a...
no matter the generation before or yet to come,
we share the same thoughts and feelings.
Just as you feel when you look out into the oceans and watch the waves,
this was how I felt.
Just as you experience frustration in the tangle of everyday life,
I too lived in days filled with frustration.
Just as you are one of many in a crowd,
I too was a face among the countless.
Just as you are refreshed by the river’s gentle flow,
I too was cleansed and renewed.
Just as you seek relief on a...
#healing
#honesty
#inspirational
#LifeChangingMoment
#wisdom
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SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2024 1:31am
23rd Nov 2024 1:31am
Have You Smiled Or Even Laughed Today
Naked reflection mirrors the truth of one’s soul. It’s the pivotal time in your life when you stop, turn around, and glance upon the necessities you have taken to bring the presence of the soul to such a point in time.
I have been blessed to have enclosed the aura of my being with great minded people alike, and associates of greater affluence and keen intellect, but is this all my essence, what my creed stands for, shouldn’t there be more to me, if all possible, on this green earth.
I am finally realizing materialistic gains is boundless, and it does not...
I have been blessed to have enclosed the aura of my being with great minded people alike, and associates of greater affluence and keen intellect, but is this all my essence, what my creed stands for, shouldn’t there be more to me, if all possible, on this green earth.
I am finally realizing materialistic gains is boundless, and it does not...
#humankind
#philosophical
#wisdom
272 reads
3 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
22nd Nov 2024 4:10pm
22nd Nov 2024 4:10pm
A Portal to Imaginations End ...
Through the Avo green ferns, the bushes, the ancient trees,
a green building rises, clothed in olive hues,
its glass windows reflecting the whispers of leaves.
The door stands wide, an invitation wrapped in light,
a flamboyant couch waits, adorned in vivid patterns,
like stories etched into fabric, each thread a tale
of minds cradled in comfort, hearts alight with wonder.
Inside, authors spirits adorn old oak shelves giving the air a scent of the timelessness of their presences,
the shelves with books of all sizes, stretch to the ceiling like tall...
a green building rises, clothed in olive hues,
its glass windows reflecting the whispers of leaves.
The door stands wide, an invitation wrapped in light,
a flamboyant couch waits, adorned in vivid patterns,
like stories etched into fabric, each thread a tale
of minds cradled in comfort, hearts alight with wonder.
Inside, authors spirits adorn old oak shelves giving the air a scent of the timelessness of their presences,
the shelves with books of all sizes, stretch to the ceiling like tall...
#books
#dreams
#forest
#nature
#wisdom
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
19th Nov 2024 11:06pm
19th Nov 2024 11:06pm
The Agnostic’s Paradox: A Dialogue with Socrates
In a garden shaded, wise and deep,
Where silent thoughts like shadows creep,
A question echoed through the air,
What is truth, and who will care?
A stranger came with searching eyes,
A soul unmoored, lost in disguise,
And saw, in Socrates, a guide,
A sage who asked, but never lied.
“Tell me, great sage, what can you know?
Is there a truth that we can show?”
Socrates smiled, his eyes aglow,
“A question asked, yet more to go,
For truth is like the wind you feel,
Invisible, but it’s so real.
It moves us...
Where silent thoughts like shadows creep,
A question echoed through the air,
What is truth, and who will care?
A stranger came with searching eyes,
A soul unmoored, lost in disguise,
And saw, in Socrates, a guide,
A sage who asked, but never lied.
“Tell me, great sage, what can you know?
Is there a truth that we can show?”
Socrates smiled, his eyes aglow,
“A question asked, yet more to go,
For truth is like the wind you feel,
Invisible, but it’s so real.
It moves us...
#mystery
#philosophical
#SelfDiscovery
#TruthOfLife
#wisdom
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