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Embark on a poetic journey exploring Life’s Mysteries in our collection of Existence Poems. From the elements of nature to the evolution of self, these verses delve into the enigmatic essence of existence. Discover the beauty of roses blooming in the garden of life or the wolf howling at the moon in contemplation. Let these poems spark introspection and wonder as you ponder the mysteries of being.
Life’s Essence:
In existence, life is found,
In every sight, in every sound.
From the smallest blade of grass,
To the stars that slowly pass.
In the heartbeat, in the breath,
In the cycles of life and death.
Existence is a wonder grand,
In every grain of sand.
In the moments, pure and bright,
We find the essence of life’s light.
In existence, we are free,
In its flow, we truly be.
Being’s Breath:
In existence, life does flow,
In the rivers, in the snow.
In the sun’s warm, golden rays,
In the night’s dark, quiet phase.
Every moment, every day,
In existence, we find our way.
Through the highs and through the lows,
In its rhythm, life bestows.
In existence, we do find,
The peace that calms the troubled mind.
In its essence, pure and true,
Existence brings the world to view.
Nature’s Pulse:
Existence in its gentle grace,
Touches every time and place.
In the forest, in the sea,
In the mountains, wild and free.
In each heartbeat, in each breath,
In the dance of life and death.
Existence is the pulse of life,
In the joy and in the strife.
In its presence, we are whole,
In its flow, we find our goal.
Existence in its purest form,
Is the life that keeps us warm.
Existential Chuckles:
Why are we here, what’s our aim?
Such deep questions, all the same.
But I just laugh, and say, “Who knows?”
Existence, with its highs and lows.
I ponder life, with jokes so grand,
Existence, a comedy, so unplanned.
Each day a chance, to laugh and live,
To existence, what a gift to give.
Being and Belly Laughs:
To be or not to be, that is the question,
But I just laugh, with no objection.
Existence ponders, day and night,
But I find humor, in every sight.
Life’s a stage, with jokes abound,
Existence, in laughter, found.
Each moment bright, with comedy’s touch,
Existence joy, means so much.
Being’s Breath:
In the realm where life begins,
Existence, without sins.
A touch so vital, a heart so pure,
Existence, life’s allure.
From birth to end, a journey grand,
Existence, life’s hand.
A symbol of presence, a sign of grace,
Existence, life’s embrace.
In its span, meaning found,
Existence, all around.
Being’s breath, pure and bright,
Existence, in the light.
In its scope, essence aligns,
Existence, a profound design.
With each moment, awareness grows,
Existence, where life shows.
