Poems about Life Archives - Page 8 of 12 - The Cracked Door

08/05/25 A New Haiku for a New Day

The false broken sky
Where did the lost eagle go?
Where life’s not painful

Blast from the Past:

My feet know where I
Need to go, even while I’m
Lost inside my head…

Life came and found me
Conquest of the ordinary
Unwelcome pilgrim

Blast from the Past:

Life has always been
Far too short not to put on
Footy pajamas.

I suffer from life
Heavy eyes and empty brain
The roads are traveled

Blast from the Past:

When sleep finally
Catches up to me, I’ll rest
For eternity

An orphan of fate
Born with no fighting spirit
The world’s slipped away

Blast from the Past:

Life without purpose
Is no more wasted than life
Lived with poor purpose.

Don’t have to do much
For a cat to be willing
To jump on you lap

(And then immediately jump right back off.)

Blast from the Past:

The cat naps content
Knowing that she will have food
When she is ready.

Modes of inertia
Understand recent changes
Danger overtaking

Blast from the Past:

The pauses mix up
Life’s climactic transitions
Broken by stillness

Contemplate, not think
Non-light that illumines dreams
Vast depths of a truth

Blast from the Past:

Climbing temple stairs,
Breaking here to contemplate
My mortality

Your early thirties,
When young idealism becomes
Tired cynicism

Blast from the Past:

Your thirties: when your
Dreams become eclipsed by the
Constant daily slog

Wherever you are,
Which corner of this vast world,
You are who you are

Blast from the Past:

Racing down the street,
The New Yorker’s busyness
Consumes his self-worth.

Into the exit
Where the last hope for our world
Turns into nothing

Blast from the Past:

Our lives seem big now,
But in time, the world’ll forget
Our existences.