Philosophical poems explore the meaning of love, the passage of time, or the search for identity. Philosophy is the quest for understanding life, like why we exist.
what’s real, and how we should live. It’s like a mental adventure, asking questions that don’t always have clear answers but make us think and wonder.
Philosophical poems tell us to analyze arguments, ideas, and beliefs. We learn problem-solving skills, among many other things.
Reading philosophical poems is like brain exercise, which helps us in every field of life.
“O World”
By George Santayana
O world, thou choosest not the better part!
It is not wisdom to be only wise,
And on the inward vision close the eyes,
But it is wisdom to believe the heart.
Columbus found a world, and had no chart,
Save one that faith deciphered in the skies;
To trust the soul’s invincible surmise
Was all his science and his only art.
Our knowledge is a torch of smoky pine
That lights the pathway but one step ahead
Across a void of mystery and dread.
Bid, then, the tender light of faith to shine
By which alone the mortal heart is led
Unto the thinking of the thought divine.
“The Philosopher”
Edna St Vincent Millay:
And what are you that, wanting you,
I should be kept awake
As many nights as there are days
With weeping for your sake?
And what are you that, missing you,
As many days as crawl
I should be listening to the wind
And looking at the wall?
I know a man that’s a braver man
And twenty men as kind,
And what are you, that you should be
The one man in my mind?
Yet women’s ways are witless ways,
As any sage will tell, —
And what am I, that I should love
So wisely and so well?
Song Of The Stars
By Waynevisser
What note am I? What transcendent tone
Which resonates in chords unknown
And reverberates in harmony
An unseen cosmic symphony?
What grain am I? What magic dust
Which congeals to form an earthy crust
Of mountain, valley, beach and plain
An unseen cosmic soul terrain?
What spark am I? What burst of light
Which dances over embers bright
And flickers flames of deep desire
An unseen cosmic questing fire?
I am nothing and all, the same and unique
The beginning I cherish, the end that I seek
I am mortal, eternal, nearby and far
An unseen cosmic song of the stars
Life’s Dream
By Waynevisser
Life’s a dream, it seems to me
In which we choose our destiny
We decide and we create
We walk the path and call it fate
And as we walk, we learn and grow
Until in time we finally know
That all is one and one is all
Here and now, forever more
If this is true, then let it be
That I wake to reality
The Light of Asia
By Sir Edwin Arnold:
Pray not! the Darkness will not brighten! Ask
Naught from the Silence, for it cannot speak!
Vex not your mournful minds with pious pains!
Ah! Brothers, Sisters! seek
Naught from the helpless gods by gift and hymn,
Nor bribe with blood, nor feed with fruits and cakes;
Within yourselves deliverance must be sought;
Each man his prison makes. . .
If any teach NIRVANA is to live,
Say unto such they err; not knowing this
Nor what light shines beyond their broken lamps,
Nor lifeless, timeless, bliss.
Slow Time
We’re marching in slow time
In nowhere to go time
And it’s melting the clock
To a languid tick tock
The rhythm feels wrong
As time slithers and stretches
Every moment it etches
Takes ever so long
We’re dreaming in no time
In no chance to flow time
And it’s come to a stop
With a listless drip drop
The wisp of a song
Keeps time sliding and shuffling
Every heartbeat it’s muffling
Still sounds like a gong
We’re waking to show time
To ready to crow time
And it’s picking up pace
For a thrills and spills race
The final furlong
Brings time speeding and stomping
Every step takes us romping
Back where we belong.
Connected
By Waynevisser
In life we form a complex web
Of patterns always shifting
We’re tied to every other thing
No matter that we’re drifting
We see ourselves in spangled skies
Of silver light reflected
We’re twirling in a cosmic dance
Forever we’re connected
Each day we add another thread
Of faith and hope entwining
A tapestry of weaves and knots
And love that’s redefining
We see ourselves in healing cards
And totem poles erected
We’re joining in an ancient song
That chants: we’re all connected
The river flows, the seasons sway
To moods of inner weather
With secret codes and hidden rhymes
In traces of a feather
We see ourselves in nature’s glass
With energies affected
We’re syncing global consciousness
We’ll always be connected
Sculpted Life, Crafted Love
BY Waynevisser
Each life is like a block of stone
With endless possibility
And as we live, we hew and hone
Our dreams of who we want to be
Each choice we make, each chance unknown
Unveils a face of mystery
Each flag we plant, each throw of bones
Brings clarity to what we see
Each love is like a quilt being sewn
With stories of eternity
And as we love, we’re not alone
Like roots entangled tree-to-tree
Each risk we take, each layer shown
Reveals another hidden key
Each season brings us nearer home
Upon the journey to be free
Not What You See
BY Waynevisser
I am not what you see
Whether ugly or beautiful
Fabulous or forgettable
In your eyes
This visage is a mirage
A mishmash of random genes
A splish-splash of changing scenes
A laughable disguise
I am not what I seem
Whether strong or pathetic
Uninteresting or magnetic
In your unseeing
This mystery is a history
A storm-form of wild schemes
A whirl-swirl of bright dreams
A brilliant being
And We Grow
By Waynevisser
Life is full of twists and turns
So many things we cannot know
Yet step by step we make our way
And as we do, we learn and grow
We may have lines upon our face
We may have scars and stars to show
Yet day by day we tell our tale
And as we do, our stories grow
Love is full of joy and pain
As seasons turn and rivers flow
Yet hand in hand we venture forth
And as we do, we shine and grow
This Is The Way
BY Waynevisser
No matter what you do or say
Your life is yours to live each day
No matter how you work or play
Your time is yours to spend each day
Take care of where you live and how
Take care of where you work and why
Take care of who you love and how
Take care of who you are and why
No matter if you go or stay
Your life is lived within the fray
No matter if your skies turn grey
Your love is bright – This Is The Way
Right Action, Right Mind
BY Waynevisser
The older I get, the more I find
That I am gentle with myself; not blind
To my mistakes, but more forgiving,
More wise about the purpose of living
For life is not a race to win or lose
It’s more about walking in our own shoes
And it’s not an exam to pass or fail
It’s more about weaving our unique tale
The older I get, the more I see
That changing the world starts inside of me
For life invites us to care, to be kind
As the Buddha says: right action, right mind.
In The Mind
BY Waynevisser
When this great race of life is run
When all is said and all is done
When we look back, we’ll surely find
So much of life was in the mind
The hardest trials, the stress and strain
The darkest nights, the clouds and rain
The loss that left us bruised and blind
These were the battles of the mind
The proudest wins, the joy and fun
The brightest days, the skies and sun
The love that made us good and kind
These were the triumphs of the mind
When this great wheel of life is turned
When seasons pass and tides have churned
When we reflect on what’s behind
We’ll know it’s true: life’s in the mind.
A Swirling Story
BY Waynevisser
Don’t ever underestimate
The power of stories small and great
For tales of fairies, kings and queens
Are echoes of our human dreams
We’d sooner dance than tick and tock
We’d rather sing than punch a clock
For we’re not made of cog and wheel
But minds that flash and hearts that feel
We’d sooner hear a myth or rhyme
We’d rather watch a film sublime
For we’re not digits writ in code
But lilting lines within an ode
The way we live, the brands we choose
Are mirrors of our inner muse
They tell us who we’d like to be
Behind our masked identity
The way we work, the things we buy
Are answers to the question why
They draw a map to hidden gold
To buried fears and wishes bold
Each battling hero on a quest
Beseeches us to do our best
Each star-crossed lover’s tender kiss
Evokes the call to find our bliss
Your life’s a yarn that you must spin
With woven plots, you lose and win
Each tale’s a spark that fuels the fire
A swirling story to inspire.
This is all about the famous Philosophical poems.