Here for a while with pain and gain,
See the plain truth with conscious feel;
Wear a stern style but not in vain,
Each act bears proof in swirl and spill.
Look deep to see the middle way,
Know your self well so love can bind;
Then you can be the cast you play,
Watch how thought dwells with peace of mind.
Etch your clear sketch in journey quest,
Seed soul and heart with ample feel;
Live poise you match as cheer blooms fest,
Sculpt your own art with zest and zeal.
Let fire greet fire in life’s hot spot,
Glimpse what now sires in play and plot;
For burning pyre tells yet a lot,
Sense faith aspire with arc of thought!
Just be
Now simply see
Just match
Each wave you catch
Just know
How true love shows
Just feel
Touch of goodwill
Just see
Truth in full spree
Just squeeze
True glimpse of breeze
Just will
Fond touch that thrills
Just be
A soul set free
Just sense
The present tense
Just write
Words as soul cites
Leon Enriquez
19 April 2019
Singapore
Sit still
Soul flings feel
Poise knows
A clear flow
Just rest
Wait on zest
Love calls
Feel it all
Prize grace
Style your space
Look deep
Rise from sleep
In time
All things rhyme
Seize ease
In light peace
Sit still
Feel goodwill
Joy floods
Surge of blood
Breathe well
Health now dwells
Feel urge
On the verge
Bliss shows
In true flow
Watch dream
Sculpt fond streams
Sense well
Love now dwells
Clear calm
Mindful psalm
Wit knows
Touch that shows
Sit still
Soul moves thrill
Leon Enriquez
12 November 2018
Singapore
Wear wisdom well
Live love that gels
Faith lives not fake
Each step you take
Joy comes to mind
To set sure find
Cheer is the way
To live each day
Poise styles firm choice
In a prompt voice
Be in-sync here
With love's grand sphere
Light ushers sight
To make things right
Peace of mind comes
To shape fine sums
Attest to chimes
In wholesome rhymes
Leon Enriquez
15 April 2017
Singapore
As the sunrise cast purple upon pines
A Mockingbird chatters to cricket's tune
Not knowing on the insect he'll soon dine
Now his hunger isn't inclined, just hears croon
And his heart to the music is attune
Insects and animals without a soul
Can devour, without thought, another whole
Has society reverted, fallen
to days when Satan in the garden stole
Man's righteousness; left in shame crestfallen
This came to me this morning as I listened to the news
someone or ones shot a man seventeen times after
demanding of him his wallet and car keys which he
gave to them but the man lived with seventeen
gunshot wounds..What is wrong with our society??
Written: Tuesday, September 06, 2016
Inspired by Laura Loo's contest Dizain Poem II and the above news.
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