Best Cessation Poems

Deep into meditation
I finally let loose useless desires -
those desires that in the end
have been so meaningless

I feel myself lost in a moment -
which to one like me implies
always being caught up 
in things for which
no catching up is needed
except in others’ expectations for me

In...

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Tinted colors of old
Debauched, dubious mysteries
Finagled corrupt's gold
A glorious, poignant history

An empty throne,
And tales of skirmish
Standing draped in gold, all alone
A war cry and a death wish

Glorious structures,
Secluded with pride
Curtained with greed and power
A broken ruling mind

Sky turning grey
Chains broken for freedom
Nobility burned like hay
End...

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Sensation Without Cessation

The tunes pour loudly into my thirsty dry ears.
My tried soul and scarred body sway to the beat.
Forever wandering spirit and mind follow the rhythm.
Songs with words echo through all that is me.
My imagination floats free at chants without words.

In the silence spaces,...

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In this world I am the eve of malevolence,
You should thrust this to your intelligence,
Before you are crying,
“Tis time for thy twinge!”
I should never shed a tear of love,
Never make you bleed gaiety,
For, give me of good reasoning,
To ever hand to you my heart,
But I...

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cravings of form consumed me
oh how I wished to be free
although organic form is but dust
I am torn between divine love and lust
so as to become self-aware
I decided to stagnate nowhere
releasing each impulse as soon it arose
remaining vibrant in blissful repose...

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What defines flow
to coffin from womb

am I a shell -
a cloak shrouding neon

or am I
an oyster 
devoid of pearl,
simply meat, drifting
between rock
and coral -

no divinity but squal for the sun....

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O to be the humble horizon
that slumbers in restlessness,
I grieve not for the magnolias
that withered amidst
cruel claws of chaotic cravings.
I weep for the serene 
   wildflower whispers
that once upon a blood moon
were lost in the eclipsed shadows.
And when satellite sapphires
flare with psychedelic streaks,
I...

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In the darkest of the night,
With world all asleep,
She was awake,
For promises she had to keep,
Kids crying all night,
Dogs barking,
She went out of sight,
Leaving no sound ringing,
Read and heard,
Were her words,
Alive and free,
Was this young bird,
Caged her dreams,
Now rests in peace,
Staged her fears,
Time has seized,
This...

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Each desire mirrors
fears causing shivers,
as we so create,
highs and lows of fate.

As long we’re seeking,
energy’s leaking,
causing commotion 
in life in motion.

With each breath we die.
Why then do we sigh?
This world’s but a dream,
where thought forms do stream.

Being by God breathed,
erst cravings deceased,
heart’s ever aglow,
in staid...

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    my disembodied i floats above 
      ego… id… superego 
    constructs psychological
      cum gravitas, or so they are told

    straining, clawing
    ...

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a smile in the darkness draws me near
pull me in and we can disappear  

reading between the lines
on train tracks
in teeth
the way we smile

Carved out memories to remember your eyes
and the feel of how things might have been


lost between us now we try
To pick...

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Let’s lay to rest all doubts that grout,
rooted in conditioned belief,
that thus giving our soul relief,
we’re at peace as we go about.

Transforming as vast space itself,
recognising we’re all of this,
all nodes within suffused with bliss,
no desires remain on our shelf.

As God’s grace pours in from...

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The world calls for cessation Of Negative World Oppression.'...

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broken
ends of a love
being spliced together. 
 couple on the outs hit the pause...
button. 



Date written: 12/31/2021...

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asleep to awake in the 
dreamless world of dreams,
where perception and reality,
have merged and lost their identity,
where the mist of reason is so thick,
that delusions guide the way,
purpose and direction is unknown,
but the journey is still made,
slowly through treacherous paths,
fear of death lurks but dread...

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