Best Esoteric Poems

Esoteric Fox did not plan to become the animal whisperer of the forest
It happened accidentally, due to his unknown nature of loving.
He loved all kinds of small and large animals; His mother hid this.
His father was askance, irritated, ashamed; his son was a vegetarian.

We are...

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Esoteric Enema
Miser of Burden
Intrinsic Impetus
Seer of Inertia

Virulent Vestige
Alias of anonymity
Pious Pathogen
Fear of Androgyny 

Visceral Virtue
Tao of Two
Antigen of Affinity
I love you...

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Solomon’s internal ears; absorbing esoterica.
Quaternal energies intermingle; feeding the king’s soul.
The tree of life bears the fruit of wisdom; few students are ready.
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RAIN SEER
String the bow
strut the arrow
Pull back the string
Now aim aim at the cloud
The cloud - strike the cloud
And its thunder and lightening
And a heavy downpour covers the land
And every one rushes for shelter for its a storm
Seer what did you strike down for the...

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Spirit weaves
All movement here;
As above, so below


Swirl of stardust
In subtle drift;
Floating in the light


Energy and matter
Flux and interplay;
Creation and destruction


Formless creates 
Physical forms float;
Myriad waves proceed


Unknown this source
Where all things
Move into being


Esoteric no-thing
Beyond all knowing;
Revealed beyond words


Symbols and signs
Bridge discernment;
Feelings know truth


The Word begins
The mystic...

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god's plan to end her nightmare
for the lie she was forced to live
you wouldn't understand the esoteric completely
that even some of the backwardsness of belief
remain partially perfect

The mind brainwashed by god
a subconcious prophet
confusing times in the midst of undeniable nonsense

to the cess pool of life...

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Why should thoughts, ideas and dreams be
as esoteric as secrets?
Turn them into poetry,
and share them with the entire Humanity...
I have shared mine with all without ambiguity!


No fortress, stately rising into the vast skies,
can escape the battering storms so damageable, 
and not tumble down...to lay in...

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i am the man who weeps for the world
i am the man who weeps

i do not, I will not
bleed for the world
i’m not the one who bleeds

little sister, my love
do not dry your eyes on my account

i am a fleeting consolation

i have been
to the ends
of...

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i insist on suffocating slowly 
still 
i refuse to die 
imposing my will to weakness 
avoiding applying the “why”

implications are closing in, opressive 
my mind is open, fluid 
suggestive 
interposing meaning and form with 
the spoken and written letter

the light source filtered through all this...

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see more than water

             dimensional gateways

               entity of life



  5 -5- 2018

Written for haiku contest - sea
Sponsor Mick...

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Money protect Me, for i am of money 
Power protect all your children who love You 
may it be always, that we remain one 
till’ all accounts settle, and we transform into none

passion for poem, wanton weakness in words 
I am nothing 
like anything 
you...

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In the dead half of night, when the dark is too still,
The Sacred Meow Society convenes to court thrill,
A council of cats, with eyes all ablaze,
With ancient importance through worlds they liaise.

They gather in secret, beneath high moon's light,
Muted meowing their own regal rite,
Discussing the...

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Jaba Love the bite of "Bhachu"

Leaves the colour of crimson

Your chariots zooming past

Hearts so desire your embrace

Calmy I now chew worlds emerge

Anthaas is when mind envisions

You are sacred very sacred..

Enemies who demonized  you

Now revere appreciating you

Tributes see rolling in KING

They cross the ravines of...

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this four-cornered cave, i’ve been calling my home
the sun has dried up
and left bleached like a bone

this bone i’ve been living in, like an old woman’s shoe
but i have no children
and i have nothing to do

this deed that i’ve done, it has been done for...

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every line bears this weight
clumsy truth, crucifix-like
and in bearing alone, they are born

up and sing
on the wings of those demons we've seemingly seen
to be
descending
one ladder inverted
where once Jacob had torn
down his alter
in anger, in the dry place where we left the vision...

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