Thirst Poems

Desert Blindness

sand blistering hot
     throat parched I need water
              ah an oasis

where could it have went
     it just upped and disappeared
          it was a mirage

Quenching The Thirst For Knowledge

As I sat thinking the other day,
A flow of thoughts brought these words to say.
Some were fleeting, some longer lasting, 
Like the evening shadows the sun was casting.

Quenching my thirst for knowledge to be known,
Neither rightness nor wrongness had a need to be shown.
Titles and labels were thrown to the floor,
As aspects and insights began

Thirst

On that Summer day
I fell inside a blue sky
inhaling it's thirst.

Ruins of the thirst for destiny, we consume ourselves in our own desire to be

Ruins of the thirst for destiny, we consume ourselves in our own desire to be,
Our weakness, the key to the historical future, has reduced us to nothingness,
Yet it also saved us, gifting us the taste of collapse, sweet and dizzying,
We yearn for an event that surpasses all events,
A fear that transcends all fears, embracing us

Hermann Hesse translation of 'Secretly We Thirst'

Hermann Hesse English Translations

Secretly We Thirst…
by Hermann Hesse
from The Glass Bead Game
translation by Michael R. Burch

Charismatic, spiritual, with the gracefulness of arabesques,
our lives resemble fairies’ pirouettes,
spinning gently through the nothingness
to which we sacrifice our beings and the present.

Whirling dreams of quintessence and loveliness,
like breathing in perfect harmony,
while beneath your bright surface
blackness broods, longing for blood

THIRST

The thirst for power
And control has change
The country, the rules and 
The rule book has been
Thrown out of the window
Now the blinders are off

Too Late

	He, beseeching –

I raised my pleading eyes
as I saw you pass by.
You looked through me.
I was invisible.
My eyes searched
for understanding.
You did not say “I’m sorry.”
You busied your nose in your phone.
My thirst apparent yet 
you offered nothing.
You clutched your coffee tighter
although you saw my want.
Your bagel a life-send,
you passed by imploring hands.
You turned away
from my

my thirst for painting

how do I extinguish my thirst for painting?
I wake up thinking of this hobby
and I go to sleep exhausted and happy from it

how do I quench my creative thirst?
I pick up a paint brush and swirl colors on canvas
why would I want to snuff out this passion?

Maybe because I am getting nothing else done?
This love

Thirst

Wine and dine I do 
sweet red wine goes down so well 
thirst is always quenched

Thirst-quenching Poetry Soup

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from all over the world,
with cultures, beliefs, 
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contributing their viewpoints.

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it treats amateur, professional, 
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Inspired by the flawless poems 
written by the luminaries,
the novices try their hand, 
so innovatively, giving colors
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Never Thirst Again

Never Thirst Again

I'm thirsty... for all the joy I think could be
In a world of poverty 
and pain. 
I'm thirsty... for a kindness I can't find
In a world that is blind 
and ashamed. 
I'm thirsty for the life 
I have yearned for in the night,
Only Jesus can shine the light through...

Jesus said, "Take eat, this

The Unquenchable Thirst

Soft warm tender tempestuous cushions 
Of euphoric joy and bliss
The gateway to each other's hearts
By the eclipse of a sumptuous voluptuous
Smouldering lingering kiss
An addictive elixir of  the sweetest potent nectar dew
Once stated your thrust is never really quenched 
A subliminal transfer of affection
An entwined union of hearts minds and souls
In a different faraway place

Thirst and hunger

He died and found himself in the bardo
A buffet was spread out with food and drink
A sagacious elder was distribution the coupons
But when approached he greeted him with a wink

You may drink if you have quenched a fellow souls thirst 
You may eat to the extent of the hungry you have fed
But the akashic records

REWARDING THIRST

Goodness from the Earth
Quench of Thirst
Refreshing blend
Reinvigorating thought
Heaven’s flow
Purity let go
Moving water streams of Faith
The glisten of hope
Establishment of creation
Tasteful and crystal clear
Bringing need from far to near
Gulp down
Standing redeemed
Refreshed forever

Thirst for Truth

Born in darkness, where senses deceive,
We dance with phantoms, a life we perceive.
Flickering shadows cast on the cold, stone wall,
A tapestry woven, an illusory sprawl.

But whispers arise, a disquietude deep,
A yearning for knowledge, asleep yet to leap.
Beyond the façade, a hunger ignites,
To pierce the veil, bathed in dawn's first lights.

The climb begins, arduous and slow,
As

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