Philosophy Villanelle Poems

Its all so destroying,
Clear as broad daylight,
We pretend not to witness a horrendous sight.

Self-sabotage, addiction, hatred,
Neglection, stubbornness, negativity
Its all so destroying.   

We see...

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Our earthbound concepts stifle and betray.
By living in the now, our every move’s
testimony to desires wrought in tales. 
Our actions marred by spectacular fail, 
but...

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On this bright Sunday morning, the first of February
My thoughts return to the subject of love --
I hope these positive thoughts are not temporary.

For constantly...

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Noble are those (wo)men who love liberty,
Who willingly give their lives for a cause
Understanding what it means to be free,

And in pursuit of their country's...

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I shall live the rest of my life in serenity
With beautiful thoughts filling my mind,
A desire to love and be loved is my affinity.

Some may...

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“who do you search for in the wilderness
all manifestation, springs from oneness” 
~ quote by poet

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Vibrant void, infused by loving intent
Distanced from outcomes, joyous innocence...

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We can all begin each day with firm resolutions
To do everything viewed as morally acceptable
Not causing problems, being a part of solutions.

Surrounding us already are...

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Speak gently of me in the twilight hour of grace
With kind words and thoughts, think of a better way
When I shall reach the finishing line...

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Mother Earth trembles; sends us a signal
That consciousness shift for man is needed
Following hearts tingle, make life simple

In quietude, we shed desires feral
Veils of delusion,...

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Couldn't have cared less, now I couldn't care more
Losing ego is unbecoming me
Setting small sparks in human hearts to soar

Naive and lost, I washed up...

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Be ready for the futures that await;
The battle really lost is that not fought:
For no one is exempted from their fate.
    
Whatever...

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Villanelle : If only it were as easy as to turn the clock back

If only it were as easy as to turn the clock back
Seize...

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Villanelle: How many the men gone had something yet to say

How many the men gone had something yet to say
Had they not thought found they...

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The colors of spirit, 
personality of soul; 
its essence has no limits.

Spirit does its penance; 
with conscience, we grow; 
the colors of spirit.

The conscience, has...

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I may take time to smile but keep it on,
May know not what life means, how it bears fruit,
I smile all day-- right from the...

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