Philosophical Poems - Poems about Philosophical

...I balance my illicitly obtained bottle of absinthe from a man who knows a man, for an exorbitant amount of Euros, on the worn wooden windowsill of my topmost room at the rundown pension overlooking t......Read More

... my heart has been broken and my soul cracked many times I have been knocked down life has stabbed me with with daggers that still bleed I have fallen to pieces life can be very c......Read More

...as a species, we seem obsessed with collecting junk we've been doing so ever since we stopped being hunter-gathers and started farming the land we soon started collecting broken spear tips, an......Read More

...no, i haven't been well at all. my period is about to go off within a week and every infernal hound of hell is after me already. everything that can hurt, hurts. i feel ugly, bloated, depressed, my h......Read More

... Oh, sweet feral poetess….. Seeking a warm secret heart’s artistic home. She cries and knocks but no one hears her. In a community of poets the door is slammed. Cold, silvered moolight m......Read More

...through the key-hole surgery of my delicate heart you have reached into the inner sanctum of my soul in Plato’s cave where I have locked away my demons betrayed by worm casts of secretive earth......Read More

... There have been many times in my life when I heard about hit lists (kill lists so to speak). Sometimes these death threats against others even make it onto international news. I’m reminded of......Read More

... My beloved poet - a Victorian bard, who took my breath away with his fascinating works, when as a teenager I fell in love with poetry, romantic and passionate. a poet from Victorian era ......Read More

...'Life' is a short word, But it means just everything; It goes on and on.......Read More

...Mangrove Jack He might attack Always lurking Never twerking Twigs in his hair His smell everywhere Dirt under his nails His creepiness prevails Mangrove Jack He will be back…......Read More

...The youthful Thinker asked... "What is Life? How can I find the answer?" And the wise Philosopher said... "Life is a tapestry to weave you are but a sin......Read More

...À propos preponderant passion penning poems... posited puzzling apt aperçu... While pondering particular theme to address amidst tangled wide, whirled webbed mental skein today November thir......Read More

...you may think i draw my own world you may think i create special recipes for my own blood you may think i force my likes and passions upon you you may think my approach and presentation is based o......Read More

...Forest It’s difficult to imagine The vast amount of secrets That are kept in the forest I strained my neck upwards Staring up at the canopy of trees So high that it would take fifteen of me......Read More

... "Angel Eyes" that dark angel standing in the corner observing the shadows of man pass him by - he has angel eyes that shine high beam bright bushfires tha......Read More