Poems about Reality
Principles and reason have gone with the wind;
seems, they no longer exist;
personal opinions and mere whims descend;
while, goodbye to logic, is kissed.
They say, when older, we get more contrary;
and forgiveness, no longer lasts;
we’d much rather suffer a coronary;
than forget the wrongs of
I didn’t start out life as a baby;
instead, I was energy’s intrusion;
not a matter of perhaps or maybe;
possessed of the Master’s infusion.
My origin was one of divine energy;
transformed, and become a seed;
converted by God’s omniscient synergy;
for love, was the
I saw a familiar face yesterday;
one which I knew I’d seen before;
I don’t know if I’ll see it today;
but, I know I’ll see it once more.
Recognition is a gift I’ve been given;
familiarity has its own purpose;
to remembrance, I’m
Sometimes we obsess over the valley of death;
fear takes us on a neverending ride;
the thought of taking our very last breath,
makes us seek, a knowledgable guide.
How can a valley of death bring us peace;
is the King of Glory in sight?
The place, God promises sweet
Laughter is the magic elixir;
soothing all the tensions, inside;
it’s the perfect energy fixer;
the smile, we attempt to hide.
Our smile is the only mask to wear;
establishing collegial bliss;
sending a signal of love and care;
a psychological kiss.
Laughter sends all anger scurrying;
you cannot
We often think of love as an ocean;
something we all can fall in;
we’re rarely consumed with devotion;
tho that is where love needs begin.
Love may come in different incarnations;
many are drawn, by another’s beauty;
others bound, through divine supplications;
even some others, prompted by
I spent most of today in yesterday;
its thoughts came in as a storm;
my mind quickly shelved today;
tho my body couldn’t conform.
Yesterday was an adventure, lost;
its leaves had fallen from the tree;
though I’ll never be free of its cost;
nevertheless, it still captivates
Life is oft termed, a book, or production;
neither of which, tells what it’s about;
I’ve served my time; since my induction;
and now, I want to find the way out.
I remain in a constant state of penitance;
for any ill thoughts, I’ve ever performed;
but,
