Best Incorporeal Poems

From the beginning, people have asked themselves,
how God came into being or how God creates from nothing?
The God seekers are advancing ethical axioms
and truth is withstanding the test of experience.
Human mind is made out for reason and truth.
Reason gives us freedom
and freedom makes a human...

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This page is intentionally left blank.
It is intentional, 
a deliberate attempt act of obscurity.
These are the words you are not reading.
These words do not exist.
Their appearance exists nowhere,
They are ghostly and untouchable.
They are empty invisible vessels,
Voids, absent content.

Your brain is intentionally left blank.
You only think...

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When my eyes meet your gaze 
The first eon in surprised time, 
Brushing into each other in a cafe 
The earth somehow wakes,
It knows your flesh 
embracing our marrow's warmth 
more encompassing than life's fate 
that my breath stumbles into ticks
of nightfall's irrepressible  lightness.

You...

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Some pro's and con's of being connected to virtual reality

Dune not be bashful, grumpy, leery
or any other contemporary dwarf man
regarding countless less well known dwarves
(that never got a chance
to play a bit part) such as wham
bam
thank you ma'am
linkedin with emergence
of Internet and poetry slam
opportunities availed...

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Watch me walk through the sadsands of stupored time 
trading youth for aged ashes, suredness for shyness
knowledge for retirement, candor for cowardice, 
diligence for dunceness, eagerness for 
edginess, fairness for flakiness, goodness for gonadness,
healing for hurting, idealism for idiocracy,
judgement for jealously, kandor for killing,
loving for...

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"Voices in the Dark" 

waking, 
the echo
of a voice remains

from the mind’s
open door, the anima
from its fathomless cavern 

speaks to 
its animus 
independent, alone 

from its Xanadu
incorporeal 
magik incantations ensue

shadowing the other
a stormy kiss breathes life
into some strange morning

rising with intent  
carrying a profound...

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This universe is constellation of wisdom
She is not there to give you a home
Depending on you she does not, any moment
Live or die, she neither smiles nor weeps

It will be there not bothered about you
You build or destroy she cares not
For she was there before...

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Though all are blessed with eyes to see,
Eyes never lay sight upon the seer;
No retina perceives the seedling
beneath its iris.

Ocular nerves sense Occam-ented pictures
Of identity: portraits framed by
Ourselves, Us, and Others
- Whose eyes perceived whole
But whose sense perceived naught.

	How is one to know
	Who it is...

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"Birthing the Vortex"



the complexities of a myth
borne from the birth 
of amorphous seat 
in dark matter brain

storming dimensions never seen
merely guessed, intuitive, unblessed
visage of a lost majesty
she’s returning to true self 

all wrapped up in the 5th
gossamer hidden 
in the strong arms 
of a dream

satin...

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Some Pro's and Con's of being Virtually Connected to Reality poetic verses

Dune not be bashful, grumpy, leery
or any other contemporary dwarf man
even countless less well known dwarves
(that never got a chance
to play a bit part) such as wham
bam
thank you ma'am
linkedin with emergence
of Internet and poetry...

Continue reading...

“The Economy of Love”



Incorporeal
susurration
the fleet of mind 
gather in the hive
they waltz 
their words
across a page
slicing through
the dark of 
want and love
holding tight 
the hands that write
feverish devotion
drowning in 
collaboration’s
enchanted 
beguiling
false 
romance
 
Ah where is love?
real love?
wanton love?
like some 
white sugary
powder inhaled 
sweet intoxicating drug...

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 There is a shadow that fallows me
 The shadows have taken all that come near me
for I live in the dark
where once I dwelled in the light

the darkness that lived inside me
has now become me 
there is a lust for blood, 
a fury that...

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LOOK OUT, IT'S GETTING DARK
Look out, itís getting dark
Time never strode
Viciously before
Treachery, torment
And unleashed lust
Demonstrated route-march
Even at broad day light
Look out, itís getting dark.
Daughter has not reached home
Look out ÖÖÖÖ.
Clutches of evil
So visible, virulent
Brutish libertines
Clung in air embodied
Tender child
She is not at home
Look out-
Sharp beaked...

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Salient memories, relevant
to whom I’ve become, 
physical becomes incorporeal; 
a metaphysical journey begins.

All thoughts, transmissions and words 
ever spoken drift in a void, a galactic 
archive of perpetual absolute cold. 

Streams of pure light, pulsing
signals from the creator; directions 
to a sentient universe.

Worlds being born,...

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Incorrigible
Incorrect – uncorrectable
Ideas incorporeal 
Beginnings to incept 
Ideology to inject
A reality too surreal to accept

An indifference that infects
A fate begins to seal
Evidence to detect
Death at the door and loss at your heels
Realization life is a wreck
Too afraid of the now, the real.
Face the charade of...

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