Meaning Poems - Poems about Meaning

The last rays of the sun Kissed his forehead, as he lay on the bench, his head snuggled on her lap, whilst she sang a sweet lullaby, as clear as the crystal breeze, as soothing as a mother's kiss. She cuddled him softly, kissed his luscious lips, ran her fingers through his curly hair, and caressed him long and sweet. A soft rain of rose...

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The letters stand in silent ordered row, A hidden word, a secret to unfold, A vertical descent where meanings grow, A story whispered bravely to be told. Each line begins, constrained by what's above, Yet strives to weave a thought uniquely its own, A tapestry of language knit with love, Where surface structure deeper truths has sown. Is it mere game, a clever...

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The wind has bruised your tender face, And winter wrote upon your brow— Yet in your eyes, I still can trace A fire the world could not put out. The stars have watched you weep alone, Their silver light a cold caress, But from your soul a song has grown That sorrow could not quite suppress. You move through thorns with quiet grace, The...

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Tulips are spring-blooming flowers, known for vibrant colors. They are showy, coming in a wide array of bright colors, like red, orange, yellow, pink, white, purple and even brown or black. The large, cup-shaped flowers bloom in late March through May. . Tulips are classic flowers loved by many for centuries and are a classic symbol of love...

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I only understand paradise when you are around and hell when you are not......

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May we be blessed to understand the meaning of strength… Which has recently gotten so twisted So contorted So screwed up Strong people don’t put people down… they help to lift them up… ...

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I drove the meaning of the poem home, dropped her at her front door, then drove home alone. And I never heard much more about her after that, except a rumor that some scholarly types had made a sanctum of her flat, where twice a month they meet to chew the fat....

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A crow can caw, at least...

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Love is not just the use of words Of a feeling, touching silence Everything can be said easily But "Love" is just one word Has meaning behind the back Innumerable emotions, fear Hope and rights are hidden People are afraid If they fall in love Others don't want to understand it So maybe or perhaps Love often remains silent Untold, yet so deep....

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Dreams - is their origin from merely A vivid imagination, Because for millenniums stretching Back, to the beginning of Civilization, Dreams have forever intrigued man. They even approached the gods of yesteryear, Don’t know what they were smoking, But they must have been rocking, For they had to appear sane, This side of the windowpane. Philosophers, psychologists, astrologists All had to come...

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In a universe where meaning is an endless quest and a heavy burden, Do crazy things, dance in the rain of stars as if no one is watching, Let your laughter rise like a kite soaring freely in the winds of childhood, For madness is more alive than the struggle to carve life’s meaning in stone, A flame burning...

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The MEANING of Life Is the Same As The Meaning Of Any Magnificent Work of Art. How Does THAT Make You Feel? -Gray Squirrel 02-25-2025...

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Lost in the mist, isle of the empty Thoughtless abyss styled under six feet Reminiscing below the dark palm trees The moonlight over the horizon fog Unseeable, a thousand eyes abroad Repeatable mistakes inside the smog A longship drops anchor swords drawn in hand The sands quake with danger, fear intwine with man Death is a painter, and life weaves it's plans Poetic justice,...

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morning walk in spring I’m seeking empty spaces stillness in the middle of the city babbling creek by my side whispers thoughts washed away moments of solitude only moments matter the sun peaks through a crown of trees a touch of gold my meditations I breathe branches rustle the world opens its arms silent wonder lines of a poem come from nowhere felt before understood although I lived one thousand busy lives I’m learning to live again...

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True love need not Words to speak Gestures enough. Silence is deep One water drop Open all sense. Just bulge your eyes Tame angry soul Back to sleep. Promise not to Heaven and earth Just make a vow....

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