19 Poems - Poems about 19

Ashtavakra Gita verse 19:3 revisited

19.3
“Where is past and future,
or even present?
Where is space, or even eternity? 
I abide in the glory of Self”


Brahman or God, The Absolute
Luminous darkness, alone is
Motionless beyond space and time
Universe birthed by His bliss fizz

All worlds are then but mere bubbles
Reflecting God’s luminescence 
Illusionary is ego
Light of Self is our quintessence

God is the light who

MORBID-19

MORBID-19


Gain of function?	*
Fauci says it's fiction **
So without hesitation
I embrace salvation

First shot

Globalist propaganda
What's their agenda?
Trusting the media
I welcome mRNA

Second shot

Side effects appear 
Should I mutineer?
As I wrangle my fear
The next jab I cheer

Third shot

Again they stab my vein
I feel an intense pain
Clots invade my brain
God I invoke but in vain

Fourth shot

Am I being foolish?
Swimming in

The Masnavi of Giti and Saeed - Part 18, 19 and 20

Part Eighteen — The Counsel of Saeed's Relatives

They came to Saeed, kith and kin,
Their faces pale, their hearts within

Full of concern. They gently said,
"What sorrow fills your weary head?

You've cast your soul before her feet,
Forsaken all for love so sweet.

You've lost yourself within her spell,
A wanderer in love's deep well.

You've severed ties with all the

Initial days of Covid 19

Death is the last enemy that God fought on the cross
His creation for mankind was immortal
Oh, one deception hampered God’s created world
Death is inevitable, but certain for all born human beings
Sad to see such days like Job’s faith tested by the tragic news that comes one after another
These are the days that terrify the world

Haiku of: A modern day holocaust:19

A soldiers Plight:

War evil Orders 
to murder the innocent
subjugate morals

Al Juman style haiku © 1/12/2025

Rum n Raisin 19 - The Big Cheese

“What is it?” said Raisin. Rum said, “I don’t know,
Let’s find us a hill and watch that thing go.”
Walnut said, “Hold up; I’ve seen one of these,
It looks like a wheel, but it is, in fact, cheese.”

“It’s normally cut into portions to sell
Whoever mislaid it will be mad as hell.”
Rum said, “Are you saying this

Water and Spark - Haiku 19

Written: June 12, 2025, for Contest by Brian Strand

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Spring Sun Hiku 19

                     Spring Sun Hiku 19      
                        

365 Days

As 365 days pass,
I still look at the same moon glistening over the same ocean
I still hear your soft laughs in my head,
I can still see some of our broken faded memories,
As I keep coming back I keep remembering,
All those restless nights and happy days,
I would die just for those 365 days.

hiku 19

                   dawn breeze
         sunrise surprise ~
prancing peacock

How to Make Love to a Didgeridoo 19

She snaps like a brine tendon,
spilling embryo chords across the basalt shelf.
Tongues of nacre split her sides,
each vertebra strung with gravid silence.

Kelp-blind, she threads the continental rift,
her fingernails seeded with unfinished continents.
Magma foams in the pouch of her pelvis,
grinding up vowels like crushed coral.

Plagued by Memories - Apr 18, 19

how long and sourly sobs the lonely heart
depends on how grave the weight which grieves the tears
pouring from the despondent spirit’s pores.—
a witness, too, will know the surly sort

of rain that beats down harshly on the court
called Sorrow Drive.—sure seems like nothing cheers
up the—nor nothing soothes the—nasty fears
nesting in somber nooks.—no, only art

comes close to

A-DAY-TO-REMEMBER-COVID-19

A DAY TO REMEMBER
(COVID 19)

It is said everyday,

When God created this land,

He visited the land everyday,

He returned every night to rest as his demand,

One month for a dozen to another chapter, darkness covered the entire world, on the special day of God, which was Sunday.

A giant archenemy with his Excalibur and Shaft killed 128,343 people,

Pickle - Mar 19

Pow! the pale powder pumps power into 
The pastor’s panicked pulse. Peeing his pants, 
He pulls his parcel and pitter-patters
To the piss-pot, paying his penile penance. 

19 and 20

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