Short Philosophylife Poems
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What time is life now,
beginning or end.
Where is life going ,
where has it been
am I my life?
Resting, waiting,
lying ,hating.
Life has no time,
just beginning and end.
lost somewhere between
living and life.
Is where I am.
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Take life in stride
Peaks and valleys as I ventured
Take life in stride
When slipping down, seek the upside
Sell your soul; you’ll be indentured
But heartfelt words can’t be censured
Take life in stride
*Entry for Dr. Ram’s Rondelet Contest
(Correction made thanks to Francine)
Life can be door way to fun
friends that run and play in the sun
life can window to the girl you love
sweeter then the light above
but life can be a knife that wants nothing but pain
a monster that makes you in sane
but life can give hope in joy
at the end of the day life is coey ~ jeff
A lover lives a life forlorn:
To walk and weep where lovers mourn.
Forsaken dreamer, cast away:
Will live a life of disarray.
Courageous characters alive:
Will die too early, not survive.
The ingenuity of thought:
It passes slowly, soon forgot.
Amuse the mind at any cost:
What’s left is mine. Forever Lost.
Every day is a meal
But when you don't live life to its fullest
Its as if your leaving leftovers of your life
And no one wants leftovers when something new is available,
You'll never get things done
If your life is nothing but "leftovers"
So enjoy today
Ride it out
Don't bite what you can't chew
And leave no leftovers
Written: 2009
Oh life oh life why have u made me
just as wicked cruel and harsh
as the rude world that i can see
I wanted to be something
but u didn't allow me
I wanted to do something
but the world couldn't swallow me
Oh life leave me ,rescue me
from thes wicked world
for i could tolerate no more
as my thoughts remain unfurled ....
Same old places,
sad, empty faces
yet another lifetime alone
love is just gone
Downward stares
lonesome and scared
void is all that's left
were life once was kept
Reap my soul before I wake
It's just a joke, it's all fake
Life but a dream, no boat to row
If I could just change the world, more love would show.
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Three D’s of life are dreams, desires, and death
If you have the first, the second will come running and
the third will be on your doorstep
Dreams stir up desire and too many desires leads to death of soul
So is it better to dream of life or have a life of dreams ?
To die of desire or to let desires die?
Seems much to me like a paradox of life
If life is to be a pot of soup
Then, who shall the chef be?
If life is to be an Autobike
Who will take the ride?
If life is to be a House
Then, who shall be the Architect?
If life is to be a football
Who then shall be the player?
If life, if life is to be a poem
Then,who shall be the poet?
You, I, Him ..... God?
You may just know
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Sometimes…
There are events in our lives
That wakes us up
And slaps us in the face
To the facts…
That life is too short
And death so abrupt
Like losing a loved one
Or a spouse in a wreck
That any second chances
Is something we should want to respect?
And live life to its fullest
To forgive and to forget
Is the best lesson I’ve learned
Out of this life yet
I drown in tears I shed for you
You drown in clouds of smoke
I suffer when I look at you
You suffer when you choke
There's pain in every screaming lung
There's sorrow in my heart
For everytime you take a puff
Your breaking it apart
Don't you know your life is changing
With every smoke you get
Your life is getting ever shorter
Just like a cigarette
_Tamara Brown_
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I imagine a universe without god
What a powerful man !
I imagine a world without man
What a lovely place !
I imagine a country without politicians
What a peaceful land !
I imagine daily trade without businessmen
What a simple life !
I imagine a way of life without machines
What a romantic life !
I imagine a day without women
What a quiet day of rest !
But when I imagine my own self without you
Who I am then …
What is life but an illusion?
A simple game for you to lose in?
Never advancing or skipping ahead,
the game never ends, even if you are dead.
Tormenting nature, Tormenting lives,
Tormenting Death, cutting like knives.
The Afterlife you think is there
is just Oblivion, dark and bare.
Burning darkness kills your soul,
we always score, but never goal.
For time is Death, and Life is Hell,
an ever ringing ominous knell.
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i strive for beauty but i fail in my accord
beauty demands a price, one i cannot possibly afford
but for beauty i would give my life for without it life seems bleak
for what makes life worth living is that of which we speak
Our God is a God of beauty and he works in great detail
he shapes the world around us and all that it entails
to create our own beauty is to mirror God alone
and to stand in awe of it is to bow down at his throne.
High above the ground I am towering
It is life down below that I bring
The wind blows, my leaves taking wing
Beside my large mass rests a mere sapling
The sun is new, through the clouds break
Bright rays of light cause me to wake
The day held before I forsake
The future is something I’m ready to make
The life that I breathe is brought by light
It is time that I ought to fight
To write this poem, it took dear time
But through and through it began to rhyme
What is life?
What is love?
Who knows?
Are they even real?
Or are we blinded
By what we want to believe
Is lady fate laughing?
At what we believe in
Is destiny playing a cruel joke?
Making us believe in….. Love
In….. Hope
Questions unanswered
Voices unheard
And lies told
To make life a question?
Or is it an answer
And were waiting
Patiently waiting
Maybe a second
Maybe a lifetime
For a question and its answer
What is life?
Is life love
Is life religion
Is life you…
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