Awareness Poems - Poems about Awareness

"Being alone with Spirit lifts souls with gifts of joy for hearts and light for eyes." Poet ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Whether I am embracing joy or buried in strife, Your presence has been clear to me all of my life. Through all years, I have sought to feel You even more so truth continuously cements firmer within my core. Your closeness - my...

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The Stillness Beneath Me They said I’d know I’m fully alive when laughter bloomed or sorrow cried. But both are gusts that pass me by— and neither one has ever lied. Yet neither tells the whole of me. They come, they go—I watch, I breathe. The truth is not the thrill or ache but what remains when both do leave. Contentment is a quieter...

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We are inheriting Art and Arc Of trying to understand. How once, we were fingers, Born of the same common hand. Miniatures born into this land Of thought. Tactile each, and that ought, To have been enough. But, In the sound of each brushed whisper Overheard in the billowing clouds, We fought the thought Of the popular injunction. Loud as a newborn’s...

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Here is a poem for Mental Health Awareness week: We never know how a person truly feels inside. Sometimes we hide behind a smile. Remember to check on your friends and family. Don't be afraid to ask for help if you need it. I look into the mirror, What do I see? ...

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A dark and empty template, a conscious friction, echoing silently within the void, the unknown anticipation of 0 to 1. Trillions of spiralling embers, scattered in freefall. The consequence of divine loneliness. The internal workings of infinite energy. ...

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Good Enough Cry Ugly’s shame lost its power. I took back my power… no longer relying on external validation of my worth… Unflinching reflection revealed that cry ugly's self-imposed shame was bone deep regret… I am the only one responsible for buying into the malicious judgment of a few, that I wasn't good enough… Judged by their bias, without...

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In human nature, hearing and listening are not the same thing:- You can hear said words but can not respond to them, if not listening:- Ancestrally said, you not listening is bad; not caring, is worse:- Being a wise one, do not just hear what is said; understand also:- ...

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I see you an inch at a time, Filling the spaces left in the fence. Glints of gaudy, plastic jewels, Sun-soaked curls left behind in your wake, A wet, robin red on your knee when you fall. I’ve not seen your face, But I see it in sounds coming over the fence, Humming while filling your teapot with dirt, Calling to friends that...

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Cancer is only for others, Walking its own quiet road: The smoker’s sigh, The alcoholic’s plight, The old tree, The young, the budding seed— Babies, life’s fragile heartbeat… Medical advancements—progress marching, Cures, new hopes discovered With each sunrise. Everyone wants to know. Everyone needs the truth. The truth is sad. Cancer, a path we think not our own… Is cancer only for others? ...

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Pandemic warring, Human nature’s volcanic Lava flow of hate; Scorching love with agony: Her world’s peace flowing away:- ...

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FOR IX : EMIGRATING FRIEND Fly lightly IX within Merlin’s wings may your Mohican pony-tail grow thick and strong may Africa kiss America with gentle sensation long may salty breath of Cape Town mingle with New York ~ may clear sub-atomic particles continue to dance in humble service with harmonious Awareness may two crows and all Duality dissolve into Unity via your...

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Violence, a physical behavior intended to hurt someone. Violence, the strike from his hand to her face. Violence, the screamed threats as she cries. I try not to panic. Violence, was it intentional or did he just lash out? Violence, is his word true beyond a doubt? Violence, he tells us that he’s sorry. I try to believe it. Violence, the unlawful act...

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Written: April, 16, 2025, for contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann ************************** From a deep weariness of the soul to the discomfort embedded in our bones. From shadowy areas arises brightness, where silhouettes move with heavy steps, in collective hardship and spirits. Answers quietly gather...

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What you don't know about writing is that it doesn't know you, until the two of you are willing to stew a mess of your own - brewing your blood's greatest enigmas right down to its own bone marrow - why not say hello, at least?...

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1 Hearts cultivate love, Minds tend to cultivate war; War fruits are bitter:- Let hearts cultivate sweetness, Producing ripe fruits of peace:- 2 While you’re sitting there with mind and heart, And thinking just what it is you need to do, Let you mind freely...

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