Best Lotuses Poems

I was a lttle girl, so wistfully in thought back then. 
Wearing a silk kimona, dreams of a sivered, shiny pen.

A special place in my...

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The people of this world are like the three butterflies in front of a candle's flame.
The first one went closer and said:I know about love.
The...

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Should I  search for you through lotuses of gold 
or climb pyramids of truth and go beyond the self? 

If I were Ghost of...

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The peacocks dance
at grove near the cool pond;
and the lotuses brace
lamps like raised heads;

Nimbus clouds thrum
like loud drums;
and violet lilies scrutinize
the scene with bulbous eyes;

Hushed...

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Open lotuses of purple and indigo hues 
casting spells beneath lawny skies of midnight blue  
each brilliant star more sparkly then the next by...

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The old man sighed
Sitting on a rock next to a pond
Crookedly balancing Yin and Yang between his eyelashes
Conversing with the Lady of the pond
Jade eyes...

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Different flowers,
White, blue, pink and red.
They all receive rain showers
And grow astoundingly on flower bed

Charming rose buds 
Coming from different bulbs.
Charming blossoms,
Hiding the bareness of...

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Dominica
Gawaine Caldwater Ross

We share melons and papayas
beneath a sun benevolent.
A salty breeze, the river is cool,
and the passion flower blossoms
are fragile but rich. We stroke
their...

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Lines more lunatic than the sun – 1
.
making my friendship with the water-pigeon does not mean 
that i’ve acknowledged all devotion of the land-lotuses to...

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Renee Vivien Translations


Song
by Renée Vivien
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

When the moon weeps,
illuminating flowers on the graves of the faithful,
my memories creep
back to you, wrapped...

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14: If the soul meets death when Sattva prevails, then it goes to the pure regions of those who are seeking truth.
15: If a man...

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I can EXHALE

Not every day
Not every moment
BUT… 

I can EXHALE

The Corona virus still runs
RAMPANT
But the ORANGE plague
Has been removed
Has been dulled
Has been silenced

SILENCED (at least...

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THE PRINCESS AND THE BEAUTIFUL ROAD

1.	The Princess:

A generation ago in the month of October
A first fruit gifted the world a Princess
She was nurtured with the...

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THE PRINCESS AND THE BEAUTIFUL ROAD

1.	The Princess:

A generation ago in the month of October
A first fruit gifted the world a Princess
She was nurtured with the...

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My fragrances have guided you to my colourful winter gardenia 
A cobbled pathway will walk you to a vanilla mushroom house 
Atop with a fireman's...

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