Philosophical Poetry - Poems on Life, Love & Truth

Poems on Life, Love, and Truth

Humble Pursuit

Egos we bend,
And preconceptions are set aside,
We bow down,
To find the truth
And see the light.

Stiff minds break,
While Soft thoughts flow like water.
In a quiet surrender,
Wisdom whispers.

Our sure things are sand castles,
Washed away by new knowledge tides.
Empty hands, open hearts,
Make room to grow.

Truth’s not a thing to hold,
But an expanding horizon.
As we drop heavy guesses,
Our steps get light, quick.

To see clear, we first say
Our sight has limits.
When we know we’re blind,
We start to really see.

The light we want often hides
In the dark of what we think we know.
Only when we dare ask
Do we light our way.

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
Assumptions: Unyielding Walls

Those who assume
Build walls of rigid truth,
Brick by stubborn brick.

Minds are locked gates,
Beliefs are unshakeable.

But those who offer
Hold hands open to the sky,
Ready to either catch starlight
Or let it slip back to the void.
They bend like reeds in others’ winds.

I come to you,
With my palms of possibilities.
Not with demands, but wonder.

I arrived with clay
Waiting to be shaped.
And my mind a blank page,
Hungry for your colors.

In my offering, I found
Our true rhythm.
Each note is a surprise,
Each chord is a revelation.

This music
Of give and take,
Of offer and response,
Writes our song of understanding.

In the space between
Assumption and offering,
Real connection grows.

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
Already, Always

You are already
Who you are,
Who you wish to be.

The path you seek
Is beneath your feet.
The summit you chase
Beats within your chest.

The acorn doesn’t doubt
The oak in its heart.
The caterpillar doesn’t fear
Its butterfly wings.

You are already
Who you are,
Who you wish to be.

Your journey is
to uncover and embrace.

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
The Heart’s Arithmetic

Three plus one,
Does not equal four.
Four minus three,
Does not equal one.
When divided,
You cannot subtract nor add.
Hearts feel infinity in a touch.

Three plus three,
Does not equal six.
Six minus three,
Does not equal three.
When multiplied,
The heart does not know numbers.
Learn love in heartbeats.

One equals many, equals everything,
Equals one divided by zero.
That’s what the heart knows.
That’s what the heart knows.

Parallel lines intersect.
In the geometry of affection,
Limits walk to eternity.

One plus one,
Countless possibilities.
That’s what the heart knows.
That’s what the heart knows.

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
I Paint With Words

I paint
with words,
a dreamscape
of the mind.
A sunrise heard
in hues of gold,
A lover’s kiss,
sweet and tender,
A storm raging
with wild abandon.
I paint with words,
And you are
my canvas.

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
My Senses

I listen
with my eyes,
I see
with my touch,
I feel
with my ears.

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
Once Upon A Word

A word is a
life lived,
in liberation,
in freedom,
in honesty.

Filed under: 🜂 Other – reflecting on connection, relationships, and the spaces between souls.
The Tranquil Symphony of Wind

In silence, with closed eyes, I sit,
And let the world around me quit.
I tune my ears to nature’s grace,
To feel the wind in its embrace.

The rustling leaves, a gentle sound,
Like whispers from the Earth’s own ground.
Through branches, wind begins to sing,
A symphony, which hearts believe.

It’s more than just a passing breeze,
It’s like a magnet,
Drawing me closer to its call,
Like a cosmic force.

The wind’s song stretches my mind’s wings,
Unveiling truths that silence reveals.
It touches me deep in my soul,
A melody that makes me whole.

In this communion with the air,
I find a peace beyond compare.
A cleansing of the mind and heart,
Where inner worlds and winds dance.

Close your eyes, and attend,
To nature’s music.
Let wind’s sweet song your spirit guide,
In its embrace, my dear friend.

Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.
An Invite

The pages turn,
The lessons learned.
Yesterday’s story,
In shadows blurred.

Here and now,
A sacred vow.
No echoes of the past,
Only blessings cast.

A dance in time,
A rhythm sublime.
Journey to the start,
A compassionate heart.

From fractures deep,
New love will seep.
The universe’s art,
Love notes to impart.

Whispers below,
Stars’ radiant glow.
Dreams turned real,
Wishes heal.

To give is to gain,
A life’s gentle rain.
Gifts we bestow,
A river’s flow.

A cycle spins,
Where life begins.
Endings and new,
Horizons in view.

Life’s tender touch,
Curiosity as such.
Questions arise,
Truth in our eyes.

Vibrations thrum,
Curiosity hum.
A dance of creation,
Life’s grand narration.

Meaning or delight,
In the heart’s light.
Faith’s gentle grace,
Lessons we embrace.

A journey’s quest,
In choices blessed.
Each path we tread,
A truth ahead.

Invisible strings,
Connected beings.
A world anew,
Love pure and true.

Beyond the pane,
Open hearts gain.
No need for disguise,
Inviting, open skies.

Home’s embrace,
Love’s gentle grace.
A welcome bright,
In shared light.

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.