Short Past Life Poems
Short Past Life Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Past Life by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Past Life by length and keyword.
egypt calls to me
a past life there beckons and
i visit in dreams
scenarios rolling by
what ancients sages reveal
Dear God,
What did I do
To deserve this?
In a past life,
Did I feed the hungry?
Did I shelter the homeless?
I must have saved the world
To be worthy of this
Form:
" Do not think often your past life. It is dead and gone.
Today is the best day for you to live well and tomorrow
yet to come."
- Ravi Sathasivam
here we go again,
just one,
the only,
tender touch,
my brother,
i miss you,
i wish you would think,
about our short past life,
i watched,
you know,
bye
Mario
Form:
He meowed once, lost his jersey “r,”
“La-guad-ee-ah,” says; so far
from normal and his, “house shoes.”
It’s “slippers,” past life breakthroughs.
The bizarre O language of love, thus far.
Wonders of the world a
welcome guest house for those
wounded blue mood psyches
who ramble golden vales
when past life ghosts appear
while scenic haunts postmark
ways to blissful solace
Saw one squirming out of the drain
Was it an earthworm or a baby snake?
Must it think the loo a posh place?
Tried washing it back to its home
Stubbornly held on, refused to go
Perhaps its left its past life below?
Occasionally I cry,
Overwhelming joy,
Sadness is deprived
Seems Surreal
I found the real deal,
I feel almost guilty
Like it's a steal
Must have been a saint in a past life,
I'll soon be lucky enough to be his wife
Form:
What did I do to you in my past life to get what you give in this one
What crime did I commit to you to get you to love me like you do
Is there anything I can do to pay for my crimes or will this be my eternal punishment
The gracious have met with death,
The vile have never returned,
To speak with those of the past life,
I may never hear from her,
However I do indeed speak to her,
In words, in mind, in love,
With the woman I called Nonny.
If there was a past life
We
Where together then
If there is a life after death
We
Will be together again
But for now
We
Only have the present
And every second that
We
Are apart
A million stars
Die
And chaos rules
supreme
Form:
I can't see but feel.
The dog's trotting, sniffing on all sides;
bark, runs towards me, stops and ran back,
maybe looking for someone
or maybe something lost in a past life
Who's behind me?
Suddenly I realized.
the dog had chased my own shadow.
caterpillars live
time in the dark...
laboring till a dawn of flight
and a past life to remember...
and, caterpillars don't understand
those choices that butterflies have...
the cognitions that are not as unwell but
wisdoms in children voices remembered...
Past life ghosts they drift and creep
spread their bile on those who sleep
cold as ice with no soft side
For mud bound stains dug so deep
Poem entered on Poetry Soup March 17/2020.
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Opened eyes
reminiscing of the life
That must have been
Centuries ago
royal courts & palaces
Science literature & art
virtue & honour
Filled with glory
A regal life
Back to present
Found a new lease
With a realisation
The calling of this life
Memories
Anchor, Durable
Sweet, Heterogeneous, Unforgettable
A store of past life and is different all the times
Realistic, Worthful, Trustable
Teacher, Bitter
Experiences
whom are soley responsible,
for influencing me into the person i am today
for a decade of friendship
whose term is expired
the sad truth of everlasting solitude
reigns supreme, under the night's sky
the remarkable rememberance of
a past life
whereas we were one:
now seperate
Form:
Did we mention, our hidden fears
Brought forth in hypnosis
Past life regression, that soul sears
Unwelcome prognosis
Going with love’s feeling
Do we need this healing
Forgotten days weaving
Deep trance session
Did we mention
09-February-2022
Quietus
Ghosts of our past, in time surface
Leaving us astounded
Fallen from grace, past life disgrace
Has us now confounded
As we deal with karma
Borne of heart’s erst stigma
We hold steady dharma
Leaves us aghast
Ghosts of our past
29-January-2022
Quietus
A vivid flashback went off
It was a scene from a decade ago
I had never recall it before
I blinked and wanted more
It was one of my life’s best moments
It was like taking a glimpse of my past life from heaven
It only lasted for a few seconds and was gone
I tried to catch it but only caught some z’s
Past Is A Teacher
Miracle Man
1/5/2025
In reviewing our past life,
which we cannot rearrange.
Let it become our instructor,
on habits we must change.
Our past can be a good instructor,
“It’s been there, done that.”,
By ignoring its teachings,
more of what’s past is begat.
It’s march 1st
Day one of spring
The birds are chirping
The wasps and bees are buzzing
The flowers are blossoming
The mammals are awakening
I am too
I am returning from my winter hibernation
I have shed the skin of my past life
I am chirping
I am buzzing
I am blossoming
I am awakening
I am spring
I am the worst of a past life.
She reveled.
She cherished.
I am wavelengths.
I don’t believe a gravestone tells much.
Or can be sold for much.
In flux.
We are each frayed ends of dead ends.
We are each other’s dead flowers.
We are each snake eyes.
Roll the dice and it will tell you you’re on life number 5.
Drown demons in alcohol
I hear the devil's devilish call
Telling me to come here
With his pointy claws
Thinking back
When and where did I drop the ball
When and where did I fall
How did it go all wrong
How and for how long
Inside the husk of hallow songs
This is where I belong
Sucking sustenance through a straw
Crazy
Something breaks the silence
Something that I fear
Echoes of a past life
Ringing in my ear
Fate is softly talking
Bringing forth a tear
Screaming for his pleasure
Stimulating fear
Hide inside your shadow
Cannot escape his leer
Cannot seem to silence
All the things I hear
By: Jeremy Siedlecki