Ottava Rima Poems | Ottava Rima Examples

THE WORLD IS BLEEDING I suspect no tourniquet will help it now With the jugular of the world being cut And a loss of blood as our time will allow It needs rapid surgery, and nothing but We are way beyond taking our final bow The door to recovery is now slammed shut As a scared cow at the slaughterhouse, it seems Is...

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Bereft of attributes, Self is living light, which is our true being, shaped as God Himself, in a realm outside space-time, where we shine bright and so recognising this as our true Self, we weave our way through life in drunken delight, knowing what’s impulsed will unfold by itself. God dwells in the Self and Self dwells in the heart, which is...

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The earth, the population's burden's beast - we take its flesh, its skin, and blood and bones. We fight for its spoils. Terror is unleashed. We have graduated from throwing stones - mankind, once a hope, soon to be deceased. Can you hear the hot, fevered beast's last moans? Beneath our planet's provident blue sky, we'll kill...

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Let us look for that which does not come and go, erect without support, so self-existent, that truth of the noumena we get to know, for which we first rest thought spirals insistent, that we transcend lower mind in stillness slow, discovering light of Self, bliss resplendent. As awareness self-aware, outside space-time, renewal continual marks our heart’s chime....

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Feeling, not thinking, awareness unblinking, imagining God as the cosmic gong Om, in tranquil silence, our head with heart linking, we are in bliss mists drenched, wherever we roam, emotes in praise of God, in the void inking, at peace in our heart’s cave, which is our true home. Silent bliss thunder rises from deep under, imbibed by our presence in childlike...

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Every form has a name but God has no form, therefore for our earnest God search quest to start, softening attention we choose to conform with love and light deeming no soul stands apart, a way of being that invokes a bliss storm, that our formless presence shifts from head to heart. When our wanderings are done, we return home, discovering in...

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My aims, this way achieved, I must atone. A man, so old, my affections were sold, and today, I find I am so alone, inside resides a wilderness of cold, at my interior, a heart of stone. I'd like to think that it was made of gold, with structural integrity, intact, but can it ever be, now it has...

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Earth life is a school and we are here to learn, in time promoted from one class to the next, life lessons are stern but even as we burn, knowing the purpose, there’s no cause to be vexed, for as God’s breath transforms soul in body urn, the secrets of higher wisdom are annexed. Life as already impulsed presents itself, until we...

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before enactment of an event on earth creation occurs in a subtler domain call it what we will; it’s there our will takes birth like blessings from heaven falling down like rain so what this deep truth is, once we here unearth ego spawned fears and desires are to rest lain for we know that we’re one with the universe navigating...

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Vibrational descent followed by ascent, duality’s offering for our delight, that on blurring boundaries we feel content, as we’re teleported to zenith like height, upon the bliss current’s auspicious advent, revealing that our true Self is living light. Liken life then to a game of hide and seek, where God hides from us, yet offers a sneak peek....

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If mind is in control, we remain constrained, anchored in fires of dark desires and deep fears, so how then may we be from ego unchained, free from taunts and jibes of our thought demon’s jeers? First things first, for love and light to be ingrained, we must be still, so that when God’s presence nears, we resist not influx of...

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Now I keep a dead rose in my pocket pressed in old pages of a faded book. To hold you like a palm stone of garnet I’ve stuck you right inside the story’s hook. A frozen bud I can see how we met, feel my gut fall with that very first look. I peered into those dark skies of...

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unsteady are our steps, for we are inept, so simply shifting into the vibrant void, with the glue of attachment no longer kept, we are no longer by dark desires decoyed, since thoughts before they arise, we intercept, in time revealing light of Self unalloyed, which although we always were, are and will be, becomes a recognition that sets soul free...

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Melding with silence, formless soul presence feels, soundless thunder, the sound of one hand clapping, borne by bliss magnetism, touch divine that heals each cell of form, be we awake or napping, piercing veil of space, which light of Self conceals, our heavenward return, gently so mapping. Along with the thunder, comes rapture unbound, breath by breath as we tip toe on...

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Given that God alone is the all there is and all manifestations are but a dream, to find out who we are is then not a quiz, for as we are bathed in light of love’s moonbeam, from our heart bursts forth, a thunderous bliss fizz, whence we see this world is not as it does seem. When our eye is...

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