Poems about Philosophy Archives - Page 2 of 9 - The Cracked Door

05/26/26 A New Haiku for a New Day

What we do amounts
To so much yet so little
We’re free to have fun

Blast from the past:

Making moral rules
To impose on others shows
You’re morally dead.

Bless’d are those who doubt
For they will discover the
Questions to live by

Blast from the past:

The philosopher:
Someone not content merely
To be in the now

Ascend the staircase
To reach a summit that is
Nothing at all

Blast from the past:

The back stairs lead down
To a dingy basement. The
Sign reads “No Exit”

The god that can be
Pointed at is an idol.
Newly-forged horror

Blast from the past:

Faith without doubt is
A dangerous zombie or
A vapid facade

Full enlightenment
Opening the lid, conscious
Veiled by no shadow

Blast from the Past:

Faith without doubt is dead, either toxic dogmatism or an insipid mirage.

Questions draw people in,
But pronouncements push them away
Ask questions.

Blast from the Past:

Raise troubling questions
Malleable conventions
Few floating forays

The call deafens me
From the unstruck note sounding
Within the abyss

Blast from the Past:

Ascend the abyss
Mayo you be blinded by the
Patient rays of light.

May you go quietly
Into the night, while I follow
Kicking and screaming

Blast from the Past:

If death is nothing
Then the pursuit of pleasure
Is life’s sole purpose.

Let us walk into
The abyss knowing that we’ll
Never be the same

Blast from the Past:

The weight of freedom
Drags me far down the abyss
The trick? To lift it.

Slowly arching up
Curved to reflect the heavens
Reaching down to earth

Blast from the Past:

God’s heavenly fire
Can never endure
Captivity