The Truth Poems - Poems about The Truth

I am called Annie A Lander. Perhaps my mother believed This name would be fitting for me, But my father disagreed; he felt I should bear the name of a goddess, Such as Sarasvati, who embodies many souls. I share my thoughts and ideas like wildflowers, Dispersing my...

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A couple of days ago I had an encounter It was very educational Many lives in illusion They're very delusional If you're not aware You'll fall in their well Then You start living in a warfare. They believe in illusion Which is void Thinking it's reality No wonder Christ was crucified The truth is really bitter They all like sugar...

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America’s political and metaphysical foundation is not Christian — it is Greco-Roman. Our system of governance was built upon two classical ideas: the Greeks' Democracy and the Romans' Republic. The U.S. Constitution is a hybrid derived from these two traditions.¹ The divergence between Greco-Roman and Christian understandings of “truth” — and how each applies it to public...

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I remember the first question I never had the courage to speak. I feared I would not receive an answer, and feared even more if I did. words were born from hunger, not from dreams. I had no dreams, only roads walked by others, and I clung to the edge of their shadows, like a child forbidden to ask where is the mother. Wisdom is a...

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Line of inquiry: "hearts set up a vibration echoing as wordless intent mind translates in symbols flight of our soul’s ascent is intent then a stirring of soul with God conferring" My one heart as a part of humanity's great heart, spiritually holds the indwelling God presence as sought. A human hold shiftily slants and grows knots tied fraught with false-held, gloomy feels that...

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Cover your mouth and laugh it out. The world blinks, Clink, clink. Every bottle comes with a label. Every child comes with a mother. Every person comes with an identity. Every murderer comes with a motive. They explain, They birth, They express, And they kill. But someday will they become the meal? What if it was reversed? Would they try to become more diverse? Or become mentally...

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dear readers let me be an invitee to read these files about the same place where you live but chose to live in complete denial don't be a traitor, don't ignore the cries this place gave you oxygen, water, air and every source meant for your survival even in the adversity of times dear readers our house is on fire, the ice is melting you're...

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Passing Through The Moment Aesthetic communion for an artist in a ghetto Prosthetic student union that is only there for the power show Anaesthetic ex-communion for a doctor who does not want to go Prophetic graceful union of the ones who seem to always know Consummate reliance on another person for your relief Don’t abdicate defiance...

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An infant knows its mother by scent and breath a mother knows her twins they only fool themselves God knows us by the color of our souls, every shade, dent and chip -- No one knows us better than the IRS!...

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Verse | WHAT HAPPENED AFTER Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud Date: July 21, 2025 The clouds once soothed my skin. I breathed the wind rising high. Shadows lingered deep within. They vanish as light draws nigh. Velvet silence softly spread. Light came near with gentle steps. Truth arrived in twilight’s cape....

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(Early stage of “Before the Door”, 2023, original encaustic) Thank God Waves come and waves go Relentless as always Sometimes big, sometimes small And still they come But in the end What more could we ever wish for Or expect than simply this And in that is the ultimate solace Waves come and waves go And in the end what more could we want As we...

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Truth sifts pain through my feelings - his words cut like sharp splinters. I feel so fragile, sad aches crumble me on green dazed ground. Heavy, my eyes are mere slits as clouds descend to soft touch my mind and render me numb....

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What is the gift the Creator doth give? Providing a purpose for which to live. It could be the consciousness He gave man. The awareness we’re part of His grand plan. Faith and trust in what’s physically not seen. An eternal life, but what does that mean? Thoughts that come to us from we know not where. Caring without knowing just why...

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TRUTH BE TOLD Truth’s not the problem… Truth is inevitable… Lying…challenging… You can’t alter truth… Truth’s beyond altering… You can’t adjust truth… Their history lies: Apocalypiticism, Tells ourstory’s truth:- Seek and find the truth; Knock and truth will open up: Truth never denies:- Enlightened with truth, Be nourished with her feedings: Hunger, satisfied:- ...

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In halls of thought, where words take flight, Two minds converge to seek the light. With logic keen, they shape their case, Yet truth slips past in reason’s race. An ancient art from ages old, Where questions flared and thoughts were bold. Each voice would yield, if proved untrue, In search of wisdom, clear and new. But now the stage is dressed with...

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