Condition Poems - Poems about Condition

Within the lucid dream, we believed as true, the villainous character we had assumed but though it was acting, our actions we rue, because we are now by it’s darkness consumed. We have become the demon we created, which we...Read the rest...

Fire, fire, burning bright, weaving shadows from the night, how did mortal man learn to unlock the secrets within you? From what darker, distant past did we emerge, free at last, once we'd learned to...Read the rest...

we sense spirit indwelling form whose light is shrouded by ego it should not be as such yet it is until fears and desires we let go...Read the rest...

bondage to form desires storm heart deforming soul...Read the rest...

the lofty stance an edifice unstable crumbles when tested spiritual heart unbound when scarred by ego recedes in the void wisps of straw to which we cling self-imposed hypnosis dreams within dreams deepens our trance darkness reigns...Read the rest...

We chose to forget who we are, that whilst in trance, soul may ascend but perhaps we’ve drifted afar, feeding fears we wish to defend. Having signed up for life on earth, we chose to forget who we are, to which...Read the rest...

A ditty to my titty There you are upon my chest You used to be the boob I loved best But now all you do is cause me grief I just need a moments relief But you would rather swell...Read the rest...

A bitter piece of peace may be all the peace we get, but any piece of peace is worth a bit of peace to someone. -- by ThoughtsFromB4 ...Read the rest...

I am pouring aggressive tea into cup for drink Don't stare! I am really gonna drink Fun fact is, I do not like flower's beds They give environment a pleasant scent Why these fearing face you are showing Cause...Read the rest...

I am pouring aggressive tea into cup for drink Don't stare! I am really gonna drink Fun fact is, I do not like flower's beds They give environment a pleasant scent Why these fearing face you are showing Cause...Read the rest...

concentrate on periphery it's less dangerous or slippery edges blur, focus soften don't question reality so often frame the answer that you avoid then let thinking slide so not destroyed disregard what's out of view it may be core...Read the rest...

Up they bubble ,demanding their day Every appetite in disorderly competition Blindly leading the body frenziedly To let them rip and have their way That is the narrative of the id. Who am I? How do I look to others? Some...Read the rest...

Disgruntled, they come to me as bit-parts ripped from black and white movies. Mad aunt Anastasia, who should have been a nun, one of her hands would refrain from touching her, the other has been long carried off by wolfish...Read the rest...

Human Condition The human condition is like a coin: one side is Good, the other Evil. Men have invested heavily in this currency for centuries. In fact, from its beginning, and, if history is a fair judge, Evil has...Read the rest...

I was a good Buddhist jack tar, Confident to sail this ocean of time alone, All desire renounced and stowed away Like smuggled cargo I pretend is legal trade. I was well-practiced in the art of navigating perils, Steering clear...Read the rest...