Human Nature Poems - Poems about Human Nature

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watch my wristwatch
      and what time is it
     I cannot not tell you
though this is partly sunny
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GETTING READY IN NATURE

GETTING READY IN NATURE

Lions shaking all off…
Elephants self showering…
Snakes changing their skins…
Human nature needs cleaning…
Time to wipe out injustice…

Never Posted

I wrote
then paused,
ball pen hovering—
the words too bare.

They sat
on yellow sheets,
unsealed and unsent
in little brown envelopes.

A line
meant for truth,
one for letting go,
another for quiet peace.

I wrote
“I miss you,”
maybe even “I love you,”
then crossed half the page.

Sometimes
I read through
the unsaid in my heart,
and almost sent a word.

Your name—
blue, unfading 
crawl the old sheets,
but my voice never

SLEEPING AND WAKING

SLEEPING AND WAKING

We sleep in God's peace,
Why wake up in Satin's wars?
Let's wake how we sleep!

ERUPTING WORLD WARS

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

An Ebon Human Nature Perspective

Pity, we’re not on their endangered species list;
Just the list of who should be least cared about:-

They fight for red wolves,
but still erode ebon lives;
we’re endangered too:-

What an abomination,
In our nation,
In today’s situation:-

For our lives to matter,
Time for us to gather,
And get it all together:
Pandemic is the Oppressor Syndrome;
We, oppressively murdering our own:-

Let us be

Silken Dust

They say,
Be not moved by gold,
Nor charmed by crowns,
Nor swayed by faces
Carved like the dawn.

But by hearts that give
Without asking for more,
By spirits clothed in grace,
Stitched with kindness.

Yet we—fragile beings,
Spun from dust and desire,
Bow often to the gleam,
Reaching for what glitters.

They say,
Let the heart lead the way,
Let the soul discern freely,
That true beauty lies
In soft-spoken

A PARADOX OF NATURE

They scream war for peace,
Not peace for loving kindness;
Human nature stoked:-

War bombing for peace,
No thoughts of building for love;
Wintering hate still dropping:-

Bombs drop like fall leaves,
Busting storms keep blood gushing;
Healing spring postponed.

SKEWED HUMAN NATURE

Kids screaming with joy,
toy guns fired at each other.
gifts from their parents:-

Teenagers shooting,
taking theirs' and others' lives;
firing parent’s gun:-

AI shooting games,
children joyfully playing;
parents happy:-

Murdering should not
be a gameplay for kids; let’s
check human nature:-

IN LIFE'S BALL GAME

Don't be a football,
Thrown and kicked down the field
Like rocks of nature;
Rather, be a bouncing ball
Sowing and reaping life's goals

New Years Old Wishes

          New Years Old Wishes

In a world wrangled with wild wars
Between two developed nations,
With civil deaths a sad eyesore
And a bane to human reason,

With harsh tension and violence
Elsewhere one can daily witness,
Stemming from lack of tolerance,
Wrecking homes and lives with distress,

With a few basking in plenty,
Overwhelmed

GOD'S CANVASSING NIGHT

(A MLOKU)*

What a magnificent canvassing God gave us in the sky tonight;
The full moon and all the constellations glowing hypnotically;
With the oceans and the seas below, reflecting this glorious sight:-







*A 3-line poem with each line
  having 17 syllables and the 1st
  and 3rd line ending in a rhyme;
  focus may be on

OF NATURE'S PARADOX

They scream war for peace,
Not peace for loving-kindness;
Paradoxed nature:

War bombing for peace,
Love building up from debris;
Peace's nature melts war:-

Thus be our nature,
Faith and love will conquer war;
World peace will soon spring:-

Ernie won't bite

I walked in Draper Park
Saw a family at a table, heard a dog bark
"Ernie's friendly," said the Mommy, "he won't bite"
A large goofy dog came at me, seemed alright.

Ernie growled, maybe because I smelled of beer
Or maybe because I didn't let him sniff my rear
But in Ernie's genes, a wolf pack in the night
from pet

Misplaced Maternal Instinct, Part II

...And I suppose therein lies the rub,
since society as a whole
is not like mother and child,
it does not fit into such roles.
To grow feelings are sometimes hurt,
in fact they are guaranteed to,
and half the time the push-and-pull
is what generates something new.
And often the failure in those we see
who claim they’re ‘victims’ and ‘oppressed,’
tells others what

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