Idea Poems - Poems about Idea

It is a relief to hear you speak... Knowing my feelings got ahead of me, Seeing now the differences in our mentality, Breaking free to see reality, I ask myself was it a mistake to care so intensely, But then...Read the rest...

Both roads, they misled, wrapped in the guise of destiny, as if one choice could somehow surpass the other. The leaves seemed untouched, but isn’t that the trick? Paths aren’t formed by feet, but by the weight of everything we...Read the rest...

I have grown tired of the worship of You- can you lose faith in a god that you created? I used to pray and beg and grovel for just a sliver of Your grace, but my knees are...Read the rest...

I am in love with the idea of You- the vessel in which I project my dreams, my desires, my design, though It could never compare to the beauty of your originality, the perfection of Your natural self,...Read the rest...

A ridiculously stupid silly idea to one Might be a stupendous, brilliant idea to another Possibility thinkers see a lot of positive optimism In concepts that other people might totally miss...Read the rest...

There once was a Marm with a dripping cold Whose bright idea she feared would unfold: Her deep scribed porcelain face Was far harder to replace Then a soaked sink her plumber could not hold. ...Read the rest...

It's not sad to change your mind, it's sad to not have ideas to change. ...Read the rest...

There is a poem in me— I must birth it to set it free. At this moment, I cannot write. I have been stripped of a power I’m not even sure I ever had. Inspiration has ceased to inspire. The...Read the rest...

Hold on to that thought! It was put there for a reason. That not-so-good idea? Might be perfect for next season. The inkling of a dream That looks impossibly big Is perhaps your way forward To a new innovative gig! You were put...Read the rest...

I had an idea for a poem You must trust me - it was great. I would love to share it with you, But it left on an outbound freight....Read the rest...

a kernel of an idea showed up and gave me a wink was it my muse? I did not know what to think a bit confused, but of course, I always have ink. I began to write, and...Read the rest...

heredity gave me my eyes, my face, my teeth, my hair. Also my father, who looked exactly like me said O’Hare O’Hare is a fabulous red head, her father was a blonde. I wondered at that moment, what...Read the rest...

Arrested and caged for his rebellion punished opinion is...Read the rest...

The love of a father I always wanted to feel but all what I got was a bad dream a broken illusion floating on a stream a wrong idea of what a man is. Jessica...Read the rest...

I stepped on poop the day before. The ends of my baggy jeans were full of it. ,,mhmmm, not tasty", I say to my rommate. This thing ruined my entire day. So when my dog pooped the other day,...Read the rest...