Best Lama Poems
Thoughts that thrive on scattered dreams
shoot through the mind like laser beams
Hunger echoes a hollow song
Voices merge, intestines long
Lips are dry, and tongues are parched
Memories are pressed and starched
No miming board can take the heat
Hot irons that scorch the hands and feet.
Cold days flow into brackish nights
on borrowed hopes and collared pride
Answers wrapped in braided woes
Crushed, then scattered by angry toes
Worry stalks in cleated shoes
It leaves a track of pallid blue
Just when it seems to reach the rise
It folds then doubles up in size.
Categories:
lama, confusion, introspection,
Form:
Couplet
There are only two days in the year that nothing can be done
One is tomorrow and the other is yesterday with no reruns
How true, this Dalai Lama quote
Comforting words to keep us afloat
It's not word for word, but today is the day to love everyone
© Jack Ellison 2015
With respect, the Dalai Lama quote...
“There are only two days in the year that nothing can be done.
One is called Yesterday and the other is called Tomorrow.
Today is the right day to Love, Believe, Do and mostly Live.”
Categories:
lama, life, love,
Form:
Limerick
God ! God ! Why have you forsaken me ! Translation of Pierre Emmanuel’s Eli Eli Lama Sabachthani by T. Wignesan
Opening the eyes requires such an immense effort
As if the entire sky were their eyelids
And the forehead how to hold it up raise the earth
To stare wide-eyed the space between the sticky eyebrows
In order to be able to see
All of a sudden the neatness of the slashes
Of black and white during the afternoon’s storm
A world of sharp detached angles
The exact banality of the tiniest things
All for nothing
So therefore it’s really for nothing he was going to die
On this stump of a cross his ankles frozen
By your atrocious coming and going to the beat of the
lapping
Inundating the cramped sinister woods
O ! the Crowd !
If the gallows were the Tree in the Garden
Indeed it has changed since Adam enjoyed its shade
So vast and dark in waves of palms towering high
The taste of these nocturnal waters rendered them insipid
The sky
Adam concentrated on the fruit and in the fruit the night
His eye was the ultimate star the most solitary
Someone wanted to destroy himself screaming into it
The hand already held the fruit. Of a sudden the anguish
Abated
Now the Tree is extirpated from all space
Its sap is concentrated in one monstruous fruit
This body where God is shrivelled up this Face
Of the Person in the désert of an over-populated world
This is the Man
God ! God ! Why have you forsaken me !
The Christ as pulp bruised empties itself in the depths of
the void
The entire spirit is drawn upwards by the cry
But the taciturn echo awaits that it enters into him
The Yes
This Yes that Adam has refused him in the Garden
Adam Christ uttered it out loud to sum up his tortures
Necessary that the act of abandonment be out of
proportion
And the cross the supreme echo of divine Names.
(La nouvelle naissance, O. C. t. I, p. 1088)
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
Categories:
lama, faith, jesus,
Form:
Elegy
His Holiness The Dalaï Lama
wraps his thoughts in a mantra:
I pray for Dignity and Tibetans,
I pray for Liberty for the Americans.
Categories:
lama, peace,
Form:
Clerihew
The Dalai Lama
A brother with perfect
Timing
Categories:
lama, brother, forgiveness, freedom, friend,
Form:
Senryu
So the records say on a past day,
The Dalai Lama sat on a peaceful bench, not that far away!
I had to find out if he was right,
So set off to sit on this Anglesey delight,
When I got to Llanbadrig church,
The wind was swirling high on the purch,
A boat was bouncing gracefully on the waves,
With gulls gracing the heavens, in swathes,
Knights graves still stood on the church wall,
Standing elegant, graceful and more,
The singing and dancing spiritual treat,
Added to the deafening silence on this magical seat,
Tiptoeing my way through this windy crowd,
High up on this Delai Lamas spiritual cloud.
Categories:
lama, appreciation, beauty, faith, inspiration,
Form:
Couplet
He was only sixteen when his nation
was invaded by China -
they claim Tibet is part of their territory.
From a Tibetan Head of State and Government,
he became a refugee in India.
Since then,
he has been seeking freedom for his people
by holding talks with Chinese leaders.
He has also advocated for peaceful demonstrations,
while teaching about love, compassion,
peace, and love all around the world.
As most leaders hold grudges to their enemies,
the Dalai Lama has expressed calmness
and co-operation with his Chinese counterparts.
An epitome of peace he is,
he was awarded a Nobel Peace Prize in 1989.
He's an inspiration to me,
as a patient, compassionate, and peace-loving man.
Date: 26/04/2017
Categories:
lama, endurance, history, humanity, identity,
Form:
Narrative
Poundering this profound moment prophesied centuries afore it's passing....
"In Progress." *
Categories:
lama, angel, art, autumn,
Form:
The Carpet Seller and Dali Lama
The carpet seller in Cascais is tall wears kaftan and his ebony
face looks as a relief of an Egyptian Farao…. Carries his carpets
on his forearm (like an offering) and show to tourists who sit
drinking cold beer at pavement cafes. When they ask how much
he quotes a price impossible high for his worn rugs, to be sure
no one buys because he doesn´t want to sell them. He just like to
walk around, it is his ways, when tired he sits on a bench folds
the rugs on his lap dreamily stroke them and smiles.
Where he goes when it rains I don´t know, perhaps he has got
a room somewhere, a bed, a book shelf and a postcard from
Senegal pinned on the wall. I noticed he wears solid boots as
Dali Lama does when flying around the world meeting famous
people, giggles and says simple things about life and freedom.
The carpet seller is not going home he has become a colourful
part of the townscape, and Dali Lama will not see Tibet again
Categories:
lama, dedication,
Form:
Blank verse
It is my seventh great chance
To celebrate by both physical and mental
Without any cut and put
It is my seventh great chance
Since i became an refugee
To being a participant of this Day;
A precious day
It is my seventh great chance
To have a good celebration
On the behalf of the in-bar parents and else
It is my seventh great chance
To pray and commit something merits
For Him and for us and for ours
It is my seventh great chance
To celebrate His birth day
For world peace, world harmony and for world development
Categories:
lama, anniversary, caregiving, devotion, happiness,
Form:
One with the way of lovely peace,
Note the fine cheer that speaks of wit.
Touch of fond stay of mindful ease,
Embrace right here the happy fit;
Now seek the truth in peace of mind,
Zeal comes to show a sanguine whole;
Ignite deep proof in heart that finds,
Niche a calm flow of a sure soul.
Glimpse in sure stay the path of light,
Yield to a dance where love reveals;
Align each day with rainbow sights,
Thrill in deep trance what poise appeals;
Sense now fashions a purpose clear,
Opt kind passion to conquer fear.
Leon Enriquez
23 August 2015
Singapore
Categories:
lama, allusion,
Form:
Sonnet
One simple touch of peace now springs,
Note kindness here in compassion.
Live love as such with what life brings,
Heed fond good cheer in sure action;
Abide with grace when conflicts come,
Meet each new day with happy smiles;
Obey and face the truth that sums.
Deed words fine stay as goodness styles,
Open your heart to soul embrace,
Niche noble path and middle way;
Decree a start to live good grace,
Recite the stuff where practice pays;
Use mindful poise to set you free,
Blessings greet choice in life's great sea.
Leon Enriquez
04 May 2015
Singapore
Categories:
lama, blessing,
Form:
Sonnet
Hi January
I miss you
ah, not you
but January. I miss May,
who smiled in the flower field
to the strains of the melancholic song
that played in my head at that time.
Hi May, let's go together again to January
so I can see you again
spinning merrily
among those swings.
Hello May
You will sit again by the North Sea
catching the tide
as I loved it.
And May,
walk again in the dim lights of the old city
with your steps in those white shoes
and I with the night drizzle,
admiring you then.
And now the drizzle is falling
Missing you again
In the alternating drizzle
Categories:
lama, beach, happiness, middle school,
Form:
Free verse
Categories:
lama, absence, america,
Form:
Free verse
Dalai Lama
Dalai Lama, the Buddhist monk
giggles a lot
when interviewed on TV
he sounded like Readers Digest
platitude upon platitude
between giggles.
He walked a lot wore solid boots.
In the background, a Tom & Jerry show
with the sound turned off.
The impression was that of a village idiot.
Why does the Chinese bother with him?
Categories:
lama, baptism, best friend, blessing,
Form:
Blank verse