Philosophy. Poems - Poems about Philosophy.

Men judge other men Not by their motivations But by their actions Who writes history It's written by survivors No one else is left In a person's life What can be worse than old age The alternative A man becomes old When his past regrets start to Take the place of dreams Hypocrisy is In its way a pillar of Civilization Childhood is over When a door that's left ajar Lets the...

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I sit on a throne of unfinished things, wearing a crown of missed chances, a robe of echoes and brittle stances, stitched with the pull of quiet strings. My mini palace is kept on my palm, built from silent, paused goodbyes. I spread my kingdom with quiet gaze, ruled it with intent none could revise. I am self-slaved by chosen remand, My soldier thumb...

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Evil… …does not …will not …cannot Control… Evil… ...

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It is the way of the people, people like you, people like me. It is the way of the people, to want whatever they see. It is the way of the people, people like you, people like me. It is the way of the people, to take whatever they please. It is the way of the people, people like you, people like me. It is...

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I step out to face the night, shielded like a medieval knight; and count my victories boldly won, need not count far for that is one; drag my fingers roughly through my hair, and stumble on the bones of some lost hare; never to remember peace, but lose myself a bit a piece; life never...

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After he died, I'm always drinking. After she died, I'm always smoking. Because what use is a life worth living If I cannot numb the grief I am feeling. After he died, I'm always wondering What could've been if everything was improving. After she died, I'm always being A better person for those worth loving. After he died, I was always crying About how...

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“The sun is new each day.”- Quote by Heraclitus -- One In Five Poetry Contest, Image 1 ----------------------------------------------- I embrace light with open arms Paddling all night in bitter cold Yearning so much for daybreak charms I embrace light To welcome sun in his robes gold A moment when nature transforms With all calls, chirps, tweets and songs bold Wiping off pesky fog, Earth warms Lives wake...

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Life moves ever forward Every minute that passes It changes ever so slightly Stepping closer Step by step Til the steps fade out into the night Millions of them start and end Like droplets of rain Eventually they evaporate Into clouds they form And soon they'll fall, again and again...

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It's not red, like they said. It's white, green, pink, blue And all other fascinating hues. Not the grays I am used to. I was told there is no air here, Yet every breath is crisp and sheer No masks, no tubes, no weight to bear. Most importantly, nothing to fear. I didn't need a suit or a flight, Just a smile...

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Why do we do the things we do of all the everything under the sun why do all those crazy things can’t ever be undone it's beyond belief if it's not one thing it's another between you and me don't know why I bother sometimes we slip stumble and fall trip tumble and fumble the ball that's the way the cookie crumbles why...

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Within the secret sacred shrines of any rose Dwells a well filled with fountains of a unique scent. This scent pervades the florescence as each bloom glows. Though the rose may fade, its scent endures without end. The fragrance is not on her peripheral skin. This aroma arises from her spotlessness. Facing each thick and thin of the seasonal spin The fragrance...

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Time marches on, through dusk and dawn. Time marches on, through silence and song. Time marches on, unmoved by pleasure and pain. Time marches on, unmoved by grief and glory. Time marches on, past valor and vanity. Time marches on, past fame and fall. Time marches on, beyond triumph and tragedy. Time marches on, beyond fortune and failure. Time marches on, above wealth...

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They shaped the mold before I arrived, A perfect cast where all compiled. I was meant to be poured, settle and fit, But I hardened too soon and fractured it. I stretched too far and pulled to wide, Shattered their mold and stood defied. They wait, watch and trace my lines tracking my stance, weighing my fall. counting the cracks that don't exist...

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Poetry, Plato says know it; "Go," though, he says to the poet. It's good to be good, But be understood, Best if you never do show it....

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If, as the saying goes, 'There's no smoke without fire,' is it smarter to ignite a spark (illumination causation) than bedamn the dark, and thereby induce a funeral pyre, or, better yet, a safer bet, to avoid gossip and accusations, find the substantiated fact(s) (true datum) before you act and land in sorry situations? It's no joke, on soot you'll choke, yet, on the greener side, carry the torch for earth...

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