Philosophical Poems
The Breeze
by Sharon Morgan
What is the breeze that rocks the leaves
That shades the blades of grass beneath my feet
And swiftly shiver to-and-fro, from gusts of air which shoot without intent
But breathes on clouds, which race within the clear blue sky,
To win the race, where raindrops burst and thank the sun,
for rays and glows, which bring relief and light
and life, to trees, leaves, grass and sea, and me.
The Circle of Life
by Sharon Morgan
Round and round
And up and down
And in and out we go
Round and Round
And up and down
And side by side we go
Round and round
And round and round
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Economics of Affection
by Liv Atkinson
What is love but a mutual exchange of selflessness for selfishness’ sake?
Selfishness is the coal that powers the steam engine
That makes our lives chug along the way they tend to do-
Not inherently evil as we have made it out to be.
What is love but that knowledge that maybe,
If he had asked me to,
I’d turn myself inside out for him?
Love is nothing but how much you’re willing to give in order to receive.
Because what is a relationship
But symbiotic capitalization? A reciprocated exploitation?
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Scapegoat
by Sharon Morgan
I have a great friend
Who bears every single brunt of mine
I have a great friend
Who takes responsibility
For my poor decision making
And when it is easier for me
Not to have to explain
My great friend is there to take the blame.
I have a great friend
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Sarcasm
by Sharon Morgan
How wonderful our world
of ingrained peace and tranquillity
with lives of eternal happiness,
As the lives that we live are carefree
And by the way, my best friend is called irony
How great our climate
Because man, in his creativity, has made gases
that fills our atmosphere
Trapping heat from the sun
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Economics of Affection
by Liv Atkinson
What is love but a mutual exchange of selflessness for selfishness’ sake?
Selfishness is the coal that powers the steam engine
That makes our lives chug along the way they tend to do-
Not inherently evil as we have made it out to be.
What is love but that knowledge that maybe,
If he had asked me to,
I’d turn myself inside out for him?
Love is nothing but how much you’re willing to give in order to receive.
Because what is a relationship
But symbiotic capitalization? A reciprocated exploitation?
......
The Uncanny Fact
by Somali Mukherjee
The more you envy,
The better will I become,
It sounds strange although.
Love the Life
by Somali Mukherjee
No more will I make life freeze;
I will enjoy my life up to its lowest lees.
Life is short; it is precious;
Life can't stand with things malicious.
Why shouldn't I, why shouldn't I?
Soar with wings up in the sky?
Aye, I do love to dream;
Like the stars, I don't gleam,
But I will shine, shine, for sure;
The more will I shine, the more endure.
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Self-deceived
by Somali Mukherjee
My heart's torn apart
Not by any, but by me,
The worst deceiver.
Light Needed Within
by Somali Mukherjee
There's light everywhere;
Still, our hearts are full of murk;
We need light indeed.
