Poems about Reality
Sadness Cried
Are all of our feelings personalities;
each one, an actual being; an entity?
Perhaps they are drawn by analogies;
true beings of heavenly divinity.
When we feel deep feelings of joy;
could Joy be an angel of laughter;
one, whom our souls deploy;
traveling from a land hereafter?
Seasons Of Life
I recognized the house from a lifetime ago;
it was clearly etched in my mind;
it was a wintry day, midst a falling snow;
in the manner, memory’s designed.
In a sense it had been my life for a season;
where I grew up; laughed and
Pride
Early on we’re taught to be proud;
to have pride in all that we do;
to the gods of confidence we bowed;
self confidence: a trait to imbue.
Determined to become gods on our own;
we honed our skills, and self trust;
developing faith in ourselves, alone;
our
Rags To Riches
So many lay claim to how they rise,
up the proverbial ladder of success;
and the clever ways they devise;
to appear that they were just blessed.
Actually, most just fight and claw;
to climb their way to the top;
the one who views himself with awe;
Self Portrait
If you’re an artist; painting your picture;
just how will you appear?
If you desire that you be a fixture;
what is it you have to fear?
Our self image; what others see;
when vanity holds the canvas;
unlike that mirror’s image of me;
for, mirrors
Kingdom Of Duality
We live in a universe of infinite duality;
two overlapping kingdoms, connected;
one, posing the illusion of mortality;
the other one, by the Master, perfected.
We’re all in two places at the same time;
a concept, most inconceivable;
but, when both overlap as energies sublime;
such
Homely
What is it that makes someone homely;
was it done by the Father’s choice;
couldn’t He have made everyone comely;
was each person given a voice?
What is it that makes a person seem plain;
that others won’t take a second look?
It seems impossible for
His Hands and Feet
If I could be God’s hands and feet;
what would I attempt to do;
only his will would I try to meet;
his spirit, attempt to imbue.
I’m in a body; while God is spirit;
a spirit has neither hands nor feet;
it’s
