Purpose Poems
The Real Meaning of Life
by Richard Randolph
The real meaning of life
is to create a life of real meaning.
Life
by Sihle Mjobo
Birth, life and death
The knowledge of this earth
Neither before nor after present
Following their select ascent
Part pursuing purpose
As sole intent
Part pursuing pleasure
Till life is spent
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Live your life with a purpose and don’t try to fit in the wrong crowd
by Christen Kuikoua
So precious yet so short
Life is indeed to us
Walking around in circles,
wasting around our time
Later, realizing that
Our selfish runs weren't important
Praising the wrong things
Wishing a fairytale life
Well guess what, our world ain't dreamtopia
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Life battle
by Karpop Riba
We start with great intentions.
But wobble around
Over and over again
Feeling inadequate
Feeling hopeless.
There are things we would like to change,
But very often than not we fall Short of our dreams & hopes.
Oh! What could be the reason?
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Who is God? Where is God? What is God?
by AiR - Atman in Ravi
I searched for God in temples
But nowhere was He found
I looked into the skies and waters
And everywhere on the ground
To me, God was a statue
I prayed to Him for years
I was in love with my Lord
And I used to pray with tears
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The Real Meaning of Life
by Richard Randolph
The real meaning of life
is to create a life of real meaning.
Life and Misery
by Safi A
Arising with a flicker of hope
Desperate attempts at perfection
Failing, falling deeper with each leap
Only to fade into oblivion
Seeking futile validation, for the sense of dignity
Replacing dream with duty, for the prize of power
Bittersweet memories forging the journey
Is there a purpose, I ponder
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Purposefully
by Arvin Dassad
Wake,
feel the sheets,
no,
truly feel them,
that first breath,
the one that woke you,
the one that carries you, unequivocally,
without question,
it holds you,
suffer in ignorant bliss, you know not what comes ahead,
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Hope of a Child
by Kailey Norris
The mindset of hope and of a child are much alike,
as if true serenity and innocence are connected.
The comfort of a child in their mother's arms is what we long for inside ourselves,
a sense of safety and peace within our own body.
Treat every moment like you are still a child,
Cherish the most insignificant things in life.
Put that shiny rock in your pocket, it may be gold!
With thought, the smallest thing can bring peace and understanding to a life.
Every tiny aspect of nature is a beauty.
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Hope or Hoax
by Mayank Nirala
I contemplate why you came into my life.
Is there a reason!
Why do I feel a relevance
Why do you remind me of me
What purpose do you hold
Why do I want you to have one
Are you a ray of hope
Or Is this a hoax
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