Thoughts Poems - Poems about Thoughts

Thoughts Running Free 4

Thoughts unraveling like loose strings on a ball,
then rewound to make useable opinion.

Past and future lose all their intrigue,
in the clearness and fulfillment of a present moment.

The intensity and immediacy of a brilliant thought,
becomes calm in the presence of an epiphany.

One’s time is truly blessed,
when passion and purpose are in each moment.

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Thoughts

silhouettes of stray dogs on the horizon
strut about the streets
a cold eastern wind blows
bringing cruel june's heat

as I lay in bed forgotten and alone
my skin rots off, I turn to bone
vermin gather to feast
vultures out the window
maggots leeching out
i have wasted my life

Thoughts Running Free 3

The essence of our existence is eternal
So dead or alive, we always survive
We continually come into a form
Or out of a form either physical or spiritual

We live continually existing for eternity
Either in a physical form or spiritual form
Our eternal form is spiritual
Our host in the physical world can die or be destroyed

Spirit from a state

Thoughts Running Free 2

a thought of beauty scared away by negative thought
is easily bought as if given free
only to put on hold the bold
a thought so beautiful an angels breathe 
could carry it across time
in a gentle rain shower

all living things could then feel its beauty
and be one with this beauty
which might strive to be alive
to share the

His last thoughts

Dedicated to George Stinney Jr 

The mind of a child 
Is one supposed to be filled with innocence 
But his was clouded with fear
Barely out of the womb
And already he would be buried in a tomb
He barely had time to start life
Barely had time to love and be loved
He barely had time to be a

When Twilight Comes

When twilight comes,
be morn or eve,
a time when cares 
and fears take leave,
when the sun arises,
when the sun does set,
when the trials of the world
have not come yet,
nor will they you beset,
when ferns and flowers
are tender with dew,
when dreams 
that you've dreamt
become alive and new,
when the stir of a breeze
and a rustle in the trees
become

Thoughts Running Free 1

looking through mind’s eye
as if in a trance 
perhaps due to circumstance
or perchance the last dance

then again on the fly
without condescending
blending all elements in sight
I start to cry

wolf wolf the fear has arrived
disguised but still here
feel the fear

blowing in the winds of fate unknowing
death seeks to end the lie
just die bye bye die

then come again

Random Thoughts 7: Military Kid

I am from nowhere
And everywhere
My home is with the open road
And the setting sun 
On the horizon of the Pacific

In ghazal all my thoughts I pen cannot

In ghazal all my thoughts I pen cannot,
All I know, in plain words explain cannot.

There be many a thing I do abhor,
All that is worth my hate, disdain cannot.

Quite often in life I show my dislike,
But when it comes to pen I feign cannot.    

I well can call a spade, as all

Lost in thoughts

Assume, for a moment,  
That yesterday wasn’t quite as it seemed.  
You found yourself in a state of reflection, where you glimpsed the light,  
Only to awaken from what felt like a troubling dream.  
The sky appeared less vibrant, taking on a gray hue.  
  
The individual in the

Dreams

A picture perfect moment but at a stand still
You can see and even feel a touch that isn't real
Your thoughts and actions are well played out
Waking up and remembering what it's all about
Dreaming of past decisions and present regrets 
Making a big promise to someone you never met
How often you see a person possessing no

My Thoughts

The master piece of life
Not just money but a brain
Love collide to the universe
Like thunderstorms in the wind
My great ego shouting
But no one hears
My tears was not enough
To stop the disasters

The arc of imagination

There’s beauty in imagining great things;
It lights our dark future with hope-filled dreams ~
Visions of peasants ordained to be kings,
And plebeians crowned as queens, so it seems.
It charts dream paths lit by elegant beams.

Imagination hears each scarecrow's groans;
It squeezes water from dry desert stones.
It carves deep oceans in hot desert sand,
Lifting us from known realms

LABOR OF LOVE THOUGHTS ON AWARNESS OF THE NEEDS OF SELF AND THOSE OF OTHERS

LABOR OF LOVE THOUGHTS ON  AWARENESS OF
THE NEEDS OF SELF AND THOSE OF OTHERS 

Hey there, where you are now, I feel more than you can know;
In my life’s time, I too, have been there many times before:-

Now, in awareness, I’ve learned that you just have to be the real you;
Not endeavoring to be

In the depths of silence, thoughts flow like underground rivers

In the depths of silence, thoughts flow like underground rivers,
where the moonlight stops to rest its weary wings,
and time seems an illusion, a grain of sand lost in the hourglass of eternity,
here, in the heart of silence, the thoughtful man crafts his own universe.
There is no rest for the thinker, only endless journeys,
among the shadows

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