Existence Poems - Poems about Existence

Nigeria, our homeland Our heritage, One nation Numerous ethnic groups, differ people Different cultures and beliefs They all practice what they believe in. Africa, our continent Our pride, rich culture and history Different countries, so many languages Different religion, different understanding Everyone keeps defending their religion and nation. The Globe, our world Universal culture, Unites all Different continent and colors...

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A life long choice, to spend wasted time~ Was your search for silence ~and~ tranquility of the mind. A matter of delusion~ That Such thing exists to find~ Believed only by those, who are subconsciously inclined. How can a world, which posseses symbolic seas - and - Crashing waves, symphonic with chime Continue with rotation, without it's voice of rhythmical reason -and- Universal...

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I, too, wish to carry a bullet for the ducks flying through snow. I, too, want to live under neon lights— blue light still my closest friend. I, too, take cold showers until my hands stop shaking, snapping red like nerves. I, too, clasp my hands after killing a mosquito, even if blood and genes mean nothing. I, too, walk through mist, loving the snails that move slow like me. I,...

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I don’t know what love is I’ve become desensitized, I only live in the digital blue world No love, no woman, nobody, just the virtual life. Best choice Best choice, this is the protection, there is no disappointment I create my world. Yes. Good to live in one's world. Just mine This world is constantly changing, I live in the...

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We are not trapped by iron bars ~ but by vibrating strings in a play Stars, atoms, creatures and time itself are string figures still quivering Ten heavens are trapped together by these unseen strings still weaving All between the innumerable fingers of Saklas, still twisting (Inspired by the scientific hypothesis of string theory, which states...

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Wake. Commute. Work. Repeat. They call this living? I call it the hamster wheel— spinning faster each year while the cage only shrinks. Three jobs to afford one roof. Two hours of daylight between shifts. One life slipping through fingers calloused from climbing ladders that only lead to more ladders. We've normalized exhaustion, wear our burnout like medals of honor. "Busy" is our battle cry. Our worth measured in productivity units, our...

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To reflect on phenomena Coming and going, lights and shadows The view is blurry and so much, various I cannot recognise them, dead all. Gone Objects, places, people, events, memories Camphor? Glamour? Game? Or illusions The non-existence of existence. It’s not being Waterfall of Dry river ...

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Incomprehensible Incomprehensible is a real thing, just believe it, and your mind will create Create and get it. That's what you want from life, in the existence of life Life, maybe not now, the goal may be a bit far, far from your present life Yeah, the reality always exists, only sometimes it is hidden or forbidden Mysterious forces control...

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Hope, that has kept me alive Hope, that has kept me sane Hope, that made me insane Hope, that allows me to breathe Hope, that suffocates me Hope, that my child survives Hope, that makes me breathe Hope, that the sun shines tomorrow Hope, that it rains on time Hope, that the birds wake up again Hope, that I am alive tomorrow Hope, that my body...

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Just as the eve has come The joy of mourning has become undone We tell ourselves each day is one Expectance is the claim of none A harrowed trail of battled drums The humming sum of rains to come Acceptance is the aim to some While rejection feints the cause of shun Epiphanies are all but done The roar of morning has just begun Harrowed...

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Gaining momentum, Within the conundrum. The Hum of existence, The feel of resistance, Creating interference, Just to join the dance. A victim of circumstance, Or coincidence, It wasn't by chance. Advance into the flow, Grow into the expanse, Observe from a distance, The conundrum of existence. Witness the wave, Made by how you behave, Making you a slave, To what you want to save. Resistance steps in to rearrange, Changing your chance, As you...

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In boundless realms, where thoughts collide/ A force emerges, unmatched in stride/ A single grain, a spark, a flame/ Perfection crowned by its own name/ Flawless, fierce, it dares to rise/ An awe struck wonder beneath the skies/ In defiance of limits, it carves its place/ A sovereign spirit, a boundless grace/ No hate resides where pride takes seat/ A heart unyielding, steady...

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"What is my role?" I asked. "You are part of the crew," he said, not the captain as I was told. "But I know maps! I read compasses!" I pleaded. He thundered, "Don’t you see? Your existence is your biggest threat!" "What threat am I to myself, when real monsters roam?" He sighed. "That is the point." "Your kind attracts the...

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I dream of far shores where my name was meant to be carved. I aspire to climb mountains where my flag was to be raised. I imagine a distant land where a song calls me home. So many ambitions—yet my existence is my greatest threat. I was always ready for adventure, Belonged to no land, no boundaries, no chains. The repeated...

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The Angst of Existence ...

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