Beings Poems - Poems about Beings

Time is so precious, every second means a lot.. That time which we cannot return after lost.. Such after once a life die, cannot come back Everything is renewable but time not, Can buy anything with money, but time not. So time is precious among human beings. It's never ending though once gone never return Life is too short comparing to...

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I am not one, but two beings in a single body, A dance between a mature woman and a dreaming girl, The woman calmly watches over the wild rebel, Who ventures to the edge of the cliff without fear. The girl runs and shouts to the open skies, "I must live, we are not granted eternity!" The woman feels shivers of...

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In the cosmos where colors collide/ Under a canvas of vibrant pink and purple tide two abstract figures, hats tilted just so/ Stand tall in the galaxy, putting on a show/ Geometric shapes dance in a minimalist spree, Jazz notes shine like stars, wild and free/ Are they space lamp illuminators, or comedians in flight?...

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The Wizard of Oz leaves me chilled (take those weirdos, the Lollipop Guild), but West Witch's flunkies, those strange flying monkeys, leave my poor lion's heart terror filled....

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occupy your space dear ones – you are the descendants of THE GREAT LIGHT BEINGS you are sparks of light descended on planet earth to illumine us your fellow beings, your siblings in light – occupy your space dear ones enter into our hearts with intentions of pure love with intentions of deep compassion the time has now come for you to stir light...

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Ebony soul with moonstone eyes Onyx spirit blazing body into stardust Ashes that are splashed into the universe Glittering like silvery stars Passion that paints the universe Love joy hate pain raining down on galaxies Inspiring new beings new worlds new creations To touch stardust one must wonder And abandon the old world old body To find the...

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When the mind is without fear, and knowledge runs naked in the streets, like children released from school, unburdened, laughing in the wind— an indelible mark is left on the land. We have walked through fires, our skins blistered, tongues bitten down, until blood was the only language, but when fear is cast off, a baptism — water cools the burning, cleanses the mind...

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Astronauts on an assignment. Temporary, our confinement In a rocketship of travel... Above the earth to unravel Planets out of their alignment. Our past of conquering the moon... My crew and I in our platoon. With craters full of cavity Amidst its zero gravity, We returned home without maroon. Within this endless field of stars... Now, we bypass neighbouring Mars. In the future - sometime, someday... Sustainment of...

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The tree is today a year older, and while It shakes its leaves in the autumn wind, From the ethereal dance beyond time, The saints create a bridge to the earth. The sky is shaking, for it is ripe. The rustle of stars is growing louder. In a whirl of light and radiance, The spectacle of death is about to start. Scattered beings...

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Living day by day is insufficient for human beings, We need transcendence, journeys beyond, Escape; we need meaning and understanding, Explanation and interpretation of the patterns that guide our lives. We need hope, the anticipation of a future That illuminates our path and gives us the strength to move forward. We need freedom (or at least, The illusion of freedom) to escape...

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Some beings belong neither to society nor to dreams, They belong to an isolated fate, to an unknown hope. Their open acts seem anterior to the first accusations of time and the apathy of the heavens. It occurs to no one to employ them. The future melts before their gaze. They are the noblest and the most disquieting. Some of them...

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A humanity that thinks materialistically will sculpt beings of iron, While one that intertwines its thoughts with spirit will be an eternal fountain. The amassed materials have not yet transformed completely, We have two rivers today, one large and materialistic, the other small but perfect. The earth groans under the weight of concrete, a cold labyrinth, With steel arms that...

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In the ancient world, it is spoken of beings that are neither among men nor in a dream, Blessed with an isolated destiny, with an unknown hope. Their deeds seem to precede the first accusation of time and the indifference of the firmament, No one thinks to engage them, for the future melts like wax under their gaze. Some...

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In the vast field of beings, some are stars casting kindness, Somehow born with a mirage that drips mercy of its own accord. They traverse valleys and deserts, spreading, unwavering, their pure essence, While others, with kindness held beneath the leaves of the heart, offer it hesitantly. They are generosity embodied, with palms open towards the sky, Even when the...

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In the vast ocean of beings and tempestuous thoughts, You are the vessel that sails with heart at the prow, brimming with unsaid treasures. Not all can taste your depths, not all can penetrate the abyss, You are an ocean in which many fear to dive, though you teach them to swim in your profound waters. It's your tragedy,...

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