Truth Poems | Examples of Truth Poetry

It started soft and slowly With only shallow things An itch or twitch or swallow But kindly not from me The walls would twist and turn at night And I’d be seeing things A pillow to hold a choir within And slowly simple things Would do more then make me mourn myself Do more then make me bleed My chest was heaving rocks and smoke Thrumming...

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To grow in wisdom, truth, and love, one must welcome and embrace patience ...

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As I sat thinking the other day, A flow of thoughts brought these words to say. Some were fleeting, some longer lasting, Like the evening shadows the sun was casting. Quenching my thirst for knowledge to be known, Neither rightness nor wrongness had a need to be shown. Titles and labels were thrown to the floor, As aspects and insights began...

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Truth comes in one golden droplet you can wait for days -weeks or a lifetime for it to appear in a dustbowl of faithlessness and doubt... You wait like a blind baby bluebird but mom only brings a rubber worm. Eventually the sweet droplet meets the soul's red parched beak songs are sung in hues of golden love everything bathed in...

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The wind stood still, the stars held breath, Two voices rose in life and death. One whispered start, one thundered close, Each pulled the soul where no one knows. Beginning sang with morning light: "Come rise with me, embrace the fight. Your dreams are seeds; they’ve just been sown— Why fear the path you’ve never known?" End replied in velvet tone: "But peace is...

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When I’m in a place of darkness and cold, Speak to me from Love, no need to be bold. For you’re only sharing what you’ve been told, Allow Truth to flow through that’s good as gold. Dear writer of poetry, release truth which can mend. Let it flow through our land and spread like the wind. Write from your instinct, tell...

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Does life to anyone really make sense? Or is all of mankind, really this dense? God offers his wisdom and truth to man, Yet it still seems we seldom understand. Are we blinded by reason, and logic? Surely, it’s not genes or biologic? While meditating on things I don’t know, It came to me; the culprit is ego. Its goal is to always...

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A brief but deep connection As we lock eyes across the room And I have a sense of pain I feel the saddest surrender To what life does to you Over the incessantness of time I watch as she so slowly settles Muscles not so lithe in age But wide eyes still locked with mine Somehow it is a shared moment Perhaps a camaraderie that...

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(“Eye of God”, 2018, original encaustic mixed media) The Harsh Reality of Truth The harsh reality Is people get what they deserve, But it can be confusing ‘Cause you don’t always know If it was for something you know you’ve done Of something you did long ago In a different life, body, time and place. In the end Sooner or later The equation of Life Works...

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between you and I… there is no separation when you find the one ...

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Checked by www.howmanysyllables.com>syllable_counter The Breeze of Silence ...

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Nothing good ever came out of hell we all can see the enemy works on people's fear The fruits of disaster has been sewn into those consenting freedom has the choice to move without restraints attached removal of these rights has turned the system of law upside down passing laws that amount to curfew status...

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I give up writing the ‘great American poem’… started after college in my garage but it was all...

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I give you space then I notice I'm back in your face Things are not the same and I'm the one left to chase I realize how silly I must look when I plead and beg There is no way to take back the words that I said I'm not getting no where so I'm done chasing I'm the...

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It's a pity — such a pity — That behind those eyes Lies, nothing but hazel pretty. It's a shame — a great shame — There's zilch we share In common, Remotely similar, or the same. It's a heartache — a real pain — Each other's hearts, Both lives left stained, Losing more than we thought Possible , and ever would've Gained. ....

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