Poems about Reality
Raindrops Of Reality
Life is a slowly developing dream;
crescendoing within a duality;
mirroring a rapidly flowing stream;
merely raindrops of reality.
It all began in a realm of thought;
a universal consciousness;
a foundation for a reality wrought;
birthed of righteousness.
Life began at Thought’s discretion;
a living,
A Place Called Peace
Last night I journeyed far and wide;
without leaving my bed;
a change of location was implied;
to a land of the living dead.
Thoughts became like a movie scene;
tho my body was silent and still;
throughout the night; I lived a dream;
of a
Beyond The Horizon
What are the boundaries of infinite existence;
what are the limits of time and space;
does death overcome gravity’s resistance;
where was our soul’s birthplace?
Where are all these answers to be found;
these; and a great many more;
are all the dead simply heaven
Warriors Of Division
It was in the garden; the warfare began;
the serpent began with temptation;
leading rebellion against God; the I Am;
shaking heaven’s foundation.
The serpent and man were exiled to earth;
sentenced to live there; then die;
only death could return them to their birth;
leaving
Still There
Everything in this life; comes at a price;
absolutely nothing is free;
whether; it be knowledge, or simply advice;
or even our liberty.
Most long for the aphrodisiac of power;
while others seek silver or gold;
there are even thorns on a beautiful flower;
whatever is known; will
If Only….
Past memories plague us; when we’re old;
especially when sad and lonely;
tho some thoughts are like silver or gold;
others, make us ponder; “If only….”
If only, my life took a different path;
making far different choices;
If only, I had control over my wrath;
listening
The Dawn Of Realization
Throughout the ages; we lacked understanding;
becoming a kingdom of abject capitulation;
in a realm of reality; that’s universally expanding;
now, facing the dawn of realization.
Life is the newborn; its eyes, become open;
facing the complexity of reality;
thoughts become words; verbally spoken;
while
Destined To Die
How can I love; someone I don’t know;
someone; I’ve never seen;
could I be a complete stranger’s beau;
such is an impossible dream.
Pictures say; what we want them to say;
and words; do the same;
love is the game; that some people
