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Life Poems

Life is a journey we all must take, filled with precious moments, joyful experiences, and lessons learned. Our collection of life poems features works exploring the human experience’s beauty and complexity.
From the fleeting nature of existence to the profound changes that shape our lives, our poets capture what it means to live a meaningful life. Whether it’s the growth and change that comes with age or the simple pleasures of everyday existence, our poems celebrate the beauty and transience of life.
But life is not just a journey; it’s also a celebration. Our collection features works that explore how we can celebrate life, from small moments of joy to grand celebrations of milestones and achievements.
Explore poems about life to discover existence’s beauty and meaning and celebrate the human condition in all its complexity.

  • a dream come true, on the verge of achieving the pinnacle of the only summit that i have not conquered till date, my joy knew no bounds; i am not…

  • Knowing that your door was always wide open in the prime, And still open to rest a sleepy  head at this end of time. Though not tied to wows promises…

  • Dawn tinges the black sky, A glow beyond the dark of night. Impossible shades of gray, Then silver turning to gold. Beauty only GOD can provide, Trying to light the…

  • I am a painter, and I like to paint pictures, But my pictures are made from words rather than paint! I brush and stroke the keys to lay the words…

  • Big blue sky, Cold crisp December air, Soul alive, Spirits reigning high, Jingle bells and all that! Many a hangover is on the way, The post man will deliver, Nights…

  • This plentiful right, pieces of earth. A vast depiction in a corner rainbow. To me the vast covering set to release Astonishment, happiness, under the sea arriving vindicated certainties in…

  • Heavy is the heart, Slowing you down, Leaving behind the trail like that of a snail, Heavy, like a ball and chain Tied to you in vain. Shattered are your…

  • I’m tired, exhausted, Running… The trees down the avenue cannot be counted I’m running too fast. My mouth is dry I see a stream nearby Water won’t quench my thirst…

  • a brand new year, a brand new start, is what make things right, i assumed; plenty of scars – both physical and emotional still attached to myself and refused to…