Thoughts Poems - Poems about Thoughts

“The essence in us is the same as the essence of the sun.” — Unseeking Seeker •••••••••••••••••••••••• At the beginning— before Satan lost his place in heaven, Man had but one thought—only the good, pure one. Our thoughts were like pearls shining in conscience’s trove, beacons of hope, our unwavering guide. Our hearts were like the sun— they shed light on knowledge, and...

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I have a voice within my mind that never stops talking, it is rattling and annoying and intrusive most of the time: though, at times it speaks to me of random memories, like the smell of grandma's cookies with hints of chocolate; or the feel of my baby's soft downy hair. But, there are moments when my voice is...

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Lord, grant me peace within this day, make each thought be undefiled. Let your light only illuminate my way, so when stress comes I won’t be riled. Sometimes I forget that I’m not alone, then I see your hand reaching out to me. As today’s issues make themselves known, I’ll instantaneously think of thee. ...

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When your blue eyes Looked at my brown eyes, Like the sky came to kiss the earth With honour during the morning dew on the snowdrops. It makes me want to wish I were your perfume, So you could inhale me every time you took a breath, I'd be going deep into your heart and bones making you smile, I'd...

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As obvious as it may seem, Our higher life we must redeem. To get full value, its true worth, It’s not a given at one’s birth. First acknowledged, then understood, Overcome ego, become good. Use your energy to create, Our deeper thoughts our true estate. To share the truth that we have gleamed, Our higher self must be redeemed. Legacy: our thoughts repeated. Shows our life...

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The feelings of the mind are hidden behind the clouds Unexpected changes abound in the storm The steps have been taken on a path without turning Life's lessons have taught me the way to walk Crazy thoughts have forgotten the lessons learned Chasing dreams that didn't come true The desires of the youth have gone astray...

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I still my thoughts until they're like the surface of a lake gentle ripples soothing to the soul I then invite a setting sun to adorn this calmness so it may linger on through the night Submitted on July 26, 2025 for contest PEACE OF MIND sponsored by KAI MICHAEL NEUMANN...

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Now I want to be a banana plant, swinging in the wind, free from the knots of debt. The shards of dreams won’t wound me again. Ever. I’ll never be hunted by the loan sharks with serrated teeth. The weevil thought cannot perforate the corm of my peace. Away from the waves of suicide, I’ll live–listening to the Asian koel. I can...

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Tendencies to sense in me, The will to kill the self, Arise when I have thoughts to be, Another page upon this shelf. Book is but a tale unread, Besides by those of us who care, To share that which by them's been said, By those who've care'd to share. I'd rather be a page, Rather be word than figured form, Than have...

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When I was born, there was no one to hold my mind. Only a faded sky and a mother trembling above a forgotten prayer. My thought was born fatherless. And I raised it alone, with hands dirty from paramedics and alphabet. I wrote before I spoke. I spoke before I was heard. And still I search in all the words I never dared to write....

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In the abyss of silence, where thoughts are born like falling stars, We let ourselves be carried by the invisible currents of unspoken dreams, Searching among the shadows of time for a meaning that never arrives, On untrodden paths where eternity weaves its webs. In the cosmic dance of light and darkness, we find ourselves lost, Each step is a...

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My thoughts are hard to hold when I know they're hard to shape. Like climbing out of fog just to fall into more. I try to dream, but worry gets there first— a shadow curled up in my brain, wide awake at night. Even sleep feels heavy. Even silence buzzes. Even breathing sometimes feels like work. Life, in general, just won’t let go. It presses in— quiet, loud, never still. ...

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At the afternoon solitude sphere, Every sweet-lane empty seem, The sun on the top with chirruping hear, Dark in the room out it deem. The pressure hits passive-pace, All nervous gain, sense confuse, The white-pale depressive-face Look at mirror to know cause. Head-ache fills in mind's acres, Alone eyes still on some fills, Heart seize with harmful-hackers, Mild-mourn more remain in miles. The unpair-unfulfil life led down, Fall...

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In the depths of silence, when shadows merge with thoughts, I apologize for my silence, for I have been lost in the chaos of my mind. The pressure building up at work is more than tasks and deadlines, It's a heavy burden that presses down, a constant noise that won't quiet. Sometimes, I wish to run, not from life,...

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In the labyrinth of thoughts, where worlds silently revolve, Under the shadow of the Monarch ruling in unseen illusions, A solitary Sovereign, avatar of ancestral downfall, Reigns eternally over human souls, ephemeral and fragile. And only Christ, the divine opposition, pure and chosen light, Dared to stand before the throne of this vicious world. On the first step, the liberal with...

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