Best Merging Poems

Sunset dissolving, 
Into the tranquil waters;
Fluxing horizon....

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We are merging and surging, and rapidly purging.  
A rich man is buying our company, and he is bringing us backers, and hackers,

Best of all a stash of great cold, hard, green cash.
We are throwing out desks, and we are throwing out chairs.
Some out the window, others down the back stairs.

The money is coming;...

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Dark wings bridge dawn's space
To clutter skies in dream's light
Faith and flight embrace...

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The day smelled of light living
Of loud laughs and hearty hugs
The day shined with the rays of a ferocious sun
And seemed to shout at me to get out of my cocoon
And draw its beauty on a painting
Such a one which would remain etched
On souls' admiring glances for eons on end!

I thus walked out of my...

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Evening merging Night 


     Touching my birthplace, 
      River Holy Ganges flows in delight.
       After sunset, me standing on stream strand
          watching tranquil twilight
       ...

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I am just a man
working an unused imagination 
into a trampled frenzy.

While you, a fellow sufferer,
on your own road
have chosen to drop in.

We'll visit relics and museums.
Places where we played together
when we were boys.

Some people say
that men never grow up.
Well O.K., we'll
remain boys and play
the same games again.

May God guide us
in glorious transition
as we merge...

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Be still my love, come lay with me awhile
Let me shelter you away from the world tonight
Be quite my love, let's just take in the sounds our hearts make
As our chests rise and fall with every breath we take
Let our bodies embrace, two souls becoming one
It is natural instinct, they already know what to do
Let's...

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Three days ago, my ophthalmologist performed my first cataract operation,
All went well I must say,
But I am seeing double today, 
So please everybody who I have answered with persistent determination,
Excuse my typing, incorrect spelling and my intense unrelenting frustration.
...

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Merging the trinity

By: Erastus “Popyeny” Shipuleni
@December 2020

Not always do I get what I want,
Neither does my request materialise as requested,
Nor desire implemented as desired.

                    Do I know why these occur?

      ...

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To feed off rain  

                                   Then live on pearls again.

          ...

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The Ball fell into 2020- 
One single drop ending New Year’s celebration
Masses of people gathered together
Was this the last time?
It was Winter – a mild one
That began to run into Spring
Without anyone knowing
The COVID-19 virus came quickly all over the world
People very ill; people dying
Limited amount of supplies
Nurses, doctors give and give
Many could give no...

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The merging

Presence that propels light,
enables love to graze
in pastures of delight,
renewing throb of bliss
thus, every day and night.

Presence that propels light,
master of space and time,
 manifests a dream world,
to feel it’s own bliss chime,
as flag of love’s unfurled.

Presence that propels light,
beyond all opposites,
breathes in each electron,
seen as ripples in space,
welcoming each newborn.

Presence that propels light,
pours...

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head-heart agree
God’s light seeing
thus being free

16-March-2022...

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I saw...
An Ant hurried away carrying a loaf of bread for winter
A stray dog digging the mud to hide left over piece of bone to eat later
A grandmother soaking under the sun anticipating her final days
A widow toiling to meet her children's needs

I also saw...
A hen protecting her chicks under her wings 
A cat patiently...

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I get rolled up into this dream,
You see.
You see, until this thought becomes a part of me.
A psychic implant.
An anagram.
Many just think, suffering.
For me it's growing.
Being part of the dream.
Partly but not fully.
Constantly evolving.
I get sown as a seed to harvest,
You see.
You see, until the Son, becomes a part of me.
A spiritual infusion.
Pictigram.
Many just don't...

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