Knowing Poems - Poems about Knowing

Not knowing is scary, It’s unnerving. I wonder everyday where you are And how you’re doing, And if there’s a new me in your life. But you said there’s no one like me. Was that a lie? It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve lied. The scars on my limbs are the only reminder of you. Such a sad thought. That only way I remember...

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Somethings need no explanation You see a word You know it's spelt wrong A letter out of place You just know it You may know nothing about music Until a wrong chord is struck One bad note And no one has to tell you You just know it I came to know you Beyond the person people see There was nothing out of place No wrong chord in...

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Are you feeling bad sensations Having difficulties and temptations? Then be happy, happy, happy, happy! Be happy and then you’re never bored. Always be happy, you belong to the Lord. Say God make me happy, happy, happy, happy! Seek your happiness in the LORD. Wasting time on people you can’t afford They’re not happy, happy, happy, happy! Trust in the Lord, seek...

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Not knowing Is the seeming Engine behind Science and any Getting ahead.. Yet the engine And successes Are appearances of Not knowing......

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One thing I know; For your love, I do not stand here in vain At your heart’s door:- Rather, aware that the maker Of that door has never failed me yet, I stand here in faith’s divine hope— Knowing that door will soon open inward, Warmly and lovingly inviting me in:- ...

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Angels are almost silent Subtle treadbare steppers subliminal stalkers determinedly quiet except at choir a pair of cherubic hums can equivalate to the drones of a billion bees. Can you separate the noises of bouncing sparrows on wet sands, from belly-down thin-skinned slitherers roaming in beds of grass - obscenely dense, from burglarizing ants at a picnic party? Angels are seen since...

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It started as a quiet day.. The sun was bright, the sky was gray. Then shadows stretched across the ground.. A humming noise, a buzzing sound. The TV flickered, phones went dead.. A chilling static filled our heads. The air grew thick, the winds stood still.. A silver light danced on the hill. From metal ships so vast and tall.. They hovered low above...

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Fragmented thought strives to join all the dots, attempting to make sense of what appears but analysis partitioned in slots, can define not pathways bliss rapture spears. Calling upon a fish to climb a tree, dog to work out square root of minus one, the sunken to tell us how to be free, doomed to failure, thus we must come undone. In...

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Today I’m grateful (although sometimes I’m amazed how long it took) that when it comes to understanding myself and my dreams I know where and how to look Life usually goes smoothly If my days follow this familiar theme: I look inside myself to find myself… I look outside myself to dream ...

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Love or friendship- Which is healthy for life? Love- still don’t know what that is Kiss or touch, sharing a bed Hands in hands walking on the beach Besides the blue ocean reciting a poem Or singing a romantic song Or reading the Keats or Byron Don’t know what love is Friendship- is it a pink wave of the mind? Or the brown sky of...

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The fishing float could be seen on the water But the transparent fishing line is invisible A wise king could be faded by an evil predator Knowing how to move is crucial in martial arts ...

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Picture this, It is a beautiful Summers' day, And you don't want to waste the day, Yet there are things to do inside that could spoil your day, That won't go away, Which needed your attention the day before yesterday, You pour yourself another cup of coffee, for your decision to delay, Washing your cup brings another delay, You...

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Depending on the place you live, The weather’s warm or cold. Perhaps that’s why you moved there; It’s the picture you’ve been sold. But Mother Nature’s in control And likes to mess around, So conditions you’d expected Might not be what you have found. In the south they’re wearing sweaters And the west is fighting fires, Maybe changing someone’s mind of Where to go when one...

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Knowing Seems to happen In the domain of The dream..with The gift of separation: Writing and speaking and Imagining and exploring.. Not knowing Synonymous with No-separation as the Totality which implies The impossibility of Knowing at all.. No compromise..yet Amazingly Life goes on..!...

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Journey Journal KNOWING By Leon Enriquez You know the feeling A deep kind of knowing A true feel of being A certain kind showing Knowing can now tease A flamboyant life lease A panache of taut ease A flavour of plush peace ~~~~~~~~~ Heed if you can bind A primal peace of mind A sensuous poise that grinds A profound touch you find Seed the idea well A piquant precious tell A sanguine...

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