Realization Poems - Poems about Realization

...To awaken means to realize one’s own nothingness, that is, to realize one’s complete and absolute helplessness. As long as a man is not horrified at himself, he knows nothing about himself. Through ......Read the rest...

...was unaware that I was in the war, Enemies surrounded, I stumbled on their traps. Somehow, managed by time and effort, For he showed his power, his strength in my defense. Facing the foes, alon......Read the rest...

...Doubting thomas doth hanker to live in (or share)... a house without gossips nor gonifs with the missus Maybe a pair of stray eyes will alight on my post might subsequently manifest destiny as......Read the rest...

...The realization of your talent to shoot sunrise out of the sky, with a magnetic aim and closed third eye; the two that misconstrue your view could never behold what this silence represent. ......Read the rest...

...My Granddaughter wrote this a few years ago she is now 16 and since lost her mother when she was 15 at the time and 14 when she wrote this. I think we all will be glad to know that these young people......Read the rest...

... 1 John 4:18 (KJV) “There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love.” I’d been thinking I could......Read the rest...

...Winter’s cold chill cuts through my chin. Within its bleak and brazen embrace, My brisk days are turned brief and barren. They are lengthened into sordid sepulchral insomniac nights. I slither an......Read the rest...

...I swim, and I swam, I play with words, like a poet therefore, I am. A float in the space of infinite vocabulary. Master of my imagination, enjoying the realization of my mental recreation. F......Read the rest...

...Seven hundred and ten days ago, but it seems like just yesterday because shock from that days grip is only now, starting to let go. I have been in slow motion since the words of your exit were sent. ......Read the rest...

...#moon in Scorpio... As a result, poesie naturally gravitated toward intimate situations that allowed her free reign to openly express herself. After I gave her psychoanalysis I found her ......Read the rest...

...His chapstick soft lips Distracted me From the perverse taste Of stale cigarettes He inhaled Between every other word But it didn’t Make my sagacious heart Uneasy He was winso......Read the rest...

...The distress... fatigue, combined with restlessness, tossing, and turning. Assuming I possess more energy than I truly do because what is worse, exhausting oneself or lying there, depleted? Many of u......Read the rest...

...Mein kampf synonymous as a blooper Writer of these words, a former Lower Providence inhabitant, who dwelled within darkest depths of Dante Alighieri's inferno for most of his outlandish, impis......Read the rest...

... I stood … on a mountain not nearly the highest but the air was clean … seraphic cold, but not bone-chilling keen, that it restore the marrow and course the blood more acutely it sharpened ......Read the rest...

...I walk miles for people that wouldnt take one step for me the hurt that this causes Is something you cant see Everytime they call on me I try to always be there but when I need someone they......Read the rest...