Best Benign Poems

 Benign Bliss Burn

A gentle mist of divine origin
osmotically pierces body-mind,
rapturous caress, each nuance virgin,
releasing erst fears and desires that bind.

We invite grace invoking magnetism,
innate, aglow and pulsating within;
rainbow in full view, in our body prism,
throbbing with bliss and playing on our skin.

As living light,...

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In this life, 
of inevitable recompense, 
of inescapable accountability, 
for collective responsibility, 
indifference to injustice
is not an option;
an epitasis, it is,
in this metaphoric 
epic drama of life...

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Limerick: Once a true benign Pope wore iron Cross

Once true benign Pope wore iron Cross
Ate humble pie dressed white spoke not lipgloss
Other Lords reigned in pomp
Caught in their cool aplomb:
Up Calvary got seared into steel Cross!

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2013...

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YESTERDAY WHEN I WAS DUMB - A Benign Parody

(with sincere enough apologies and more to those who made the original composition an all-time great. T. Wignesan)

Refrain :

Yesterday when I was dumb
I couldn't tell a song from any sore thumb
All the tunes I hummed with my...

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And yet Affleck’s Bruce Wayne is an arrogant bully whose disturbing sexual comments towards Gal Gadot’s Wonder Woman mark him out as a man with a problematic moral compass. And did you swallow the bit where his realisation of a human connection with Superman (their...

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Benign bliss burn

Embrace and release,
bliss rapture’s deep sneeze ~
unending humming
of love strobes strumming.

Ignition replay,
every night and day ~
the benign bliss burn,
transmutes body urn.

Within womb of space,
we receive God’s grace ~
our form a mirror,
feeling each tremor.

Current’s magnetic;
our heart’s ecstatic ~
give it any name,
we are not the...

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Killers will not go through the gates of paradise
Hate cannot exist in a perfect Universe of Love
taking anyone’s life is abhorred across the world
and in the Great Hall of the Perfect Ones

To evil doers Love is a word that embraces odium
Kindness and compassion do not...

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Adrenaline rush,
two rose petals brush;
divine love’s wonder ~ 
soundless bliss thunder.

Yearning’s upward rise,
beholds in surprise,
downward arc of grace
in heart’s holy place.

Magical display 
of the divine play ~
throbbing magnetism 
within body prism.

07-May-2022...

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Resting in Benign Pleasure
By Sy Roth 

They watched me, 
Waiting for a segue.
Continuously gazing at me 
A waxen bowl of fruit
Tantalizing, 
Clinging to my every move
Like lichen on the leeward side of an ancient oak,
Like barnacles on the underbelly of a ship 
Gasping expectantly 
Awaiting...

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Teach me now step by step
Like a baby hornet bee
How to think of you
And be the same sane man
Singing the evening song 
For you, Like wine benign...

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Bliss magnetism transforms our form
Our heart’s gripped in childlike delight
Nodes tingling within, the new norm
As rapture peaks by day and night

Our central vein is ignited
Bliss magnetism transforms our form
Head and heart, with love united
Willingly to God’s laws conform

Caress divine, tender and warm
Radiant energy torus
Bliss magnetism...

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Nature! Our beloved 'Mother,' so gentle and benign  
   Gazes directed at our dear friend, the Sun, strike us blind...

Warm ocean currents lick the shoreline of a summer's day
   That turn to raging tsunamis when earthquakes lead the way...

Gentle breezes...

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feel the compelling pull
of divine bliss magnetism 
toroidal effervescence radial
surging in all directions at once 
arising from a centreless fulcrum 
fixating thus our focus within
that as we are transformed 
clear light in time dawns...

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Amid the chaos
Amid the storm

The dark clouds were adorned
By a  dome of seven shades

And a silence prevailed
A stillness was proclaimed

The leaves, the petals stood amazed
While the birds flew in haste

As the sun shone on the cage
Where a tiger was in rage

Roaring, and Sighing while...

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Right at daybreak the sparrow starts
To quibble, heralding the day.
"Prick! Prick! He says in spurts
Like a vexed man having his say!
He deals out thoughts,
Slights and retorts!

He prefigures what's to come
In the nearing daylight hours.
Things will cause us to lose our calm
And there'll be times for...

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