Best Namaste Poems


Namaste

Stand down,
The battle is won,
The fight has been fought,
You are neither daughter nor son,
For you are the star, the moon, the sky in which reality hangs,
Do not fight to define yourself,
You are the God you seek,
Not a reflection, not a shadow,
God knows you as God,
It is time you stop pretending to be anything and be,
The illusion of reality will melt away,
Only after you give up on figuring it out,
The universe will become your world as it always has been,
All that separates you from anything else will cease,
You will greet everyone as God just as you know yourself to be,
Stand down, wake up, dream on,
Reality is the illusion and all that is not is reality,
Breathe in and fill with the love that is all.
Namaste.

Premium Member Namaste

Random strangers crossing in the street
Namaste she said to me
Hands joined as she nodded her head

Engaging my heart without deviating
Arrow straight to my soul
Stood out unlike anyone else

I could tell her heart was pure
She was coming from a place of peace
Her soul untroubled and serene

Her eyes vast expanses of gentleness
That was it
Her gift

Namaste
And she walked away



Published in my 24-page photo/anthology ~NAMASTE~ 2020

Read on air by invitation  ~  July 21, 2021  'WORDS & MUSIC'

AP: 3rd place 2025

Submitted on February 28, 2018 for contest RANDOM ACTS OF KINDNESS sponsored by KAI MICHAEL NEUMANN  -  RANKED 2ND

Premium Member Obeisance

              A slight bow 
              and with pressed palms 
               I’ll start 
                These rituals 
                     define who we are 
                       fortifies 
                         the core 
                         o b e i s a n c e~ 
                        begins
                   with respect 
                Spoken words
            for one another’s 
         spiritual harmony  
       wins...
                
to all...namaste
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Namaste

I
Bow
to you
Nam(ah)-aste
Welcome to my      humble home
The God in me salu-            tes the God in you
Peace in the univ-                    erse We are One

Premium Member Regenesis of Namaste

At end of this day of gratitude
for Being together,
Earth is Host
or Holy Ghost
or God or Goddess,
and we, Earth's Tribes,
Her mutually parasitic-subsidiary Progeny.

At dawn's revolutionary beginning
of this new cultural thanks
giving-it-forward day,
we,
all DNA/RNA syntax Tribes
co-worshiping our timeless Time
of Earth's Co-Communicants,
learn to co-operatively optimize
our mutually parasitic health
as our pilgrimage toward (0)Mega Point
of eco-consciously co-creating
conscientific Earth
as our Eco-Hosting Universe.

Earth as Gaia,
Solar/Lunar Progenitive Namaste System
as Sun Father,
and Mother Earth primally co-relating,
cast about RNA regenerative seeds,
ripe embryos,
decomposing and re-emerging
our PolyCulturally Indigenous Received View,
our ExeGenetic Business As Usual 
fertile climate.

Religions,
and other cultural expressions,
articulating facets of this natural beauty,
co-gravitational nutrition,
balancing health harmonic octaves and fractals
of eco-systemic integrity,
are each enlightening commentary
on Earth's Exegetical Gospel of Eco-Logos Wisdom.

In ReGenesis,
are Solar Systemic Heaven
with Earth,
and Earth was without co-operative form
and dissonantly void of healthy value.
And, evening's Tree of Dream Death as eviL
and morning's Tree of Live as Polyculturally BeLived,
were Time's first self/other 
longing and belonging revolution 
optimizing
yet another Great Namaste Day.

Namaste

Namaste.

Your love shows
In your words.

Namaste.

Differences shouldn’t
Be walls, but bridges.

Namaste.

Jazzy, brash—and yet beneath
The layers I find something.

Namaste.
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Namaste Namasti

Teaching what I learnt
From heroes and 
heroines-
The known and 
unknown
I owe each each of you 
hugs
Which I know are not 
worthless.

-Haiku-
Namaste my gems-
Smashing spread and 
light my pen.
Shalom to you all.

Premium Member Namaste

If you travel to Mumbai or New Delhi,
there is one thing to show them you are friendly.
If you are planning to stay there a month or a few days,
familiarize yourself with the all-important phrase.
When you greet the natives, all you have to say
is the simple and pleasant word “namaste”.

Premium Member My Sweet Lord

Sweet Lord, cosmic flute player
Rama Rama Hare Hare
India's deity, mythology   

Krishna Krishna
Religion oldest and largest
Incarnation of Vishnu- Guru Vishnu
Supreme God of Protection, Compassion, Tenderness, and Love
Hallelujah 
Namaste`
Avatar eighth of Vishnu
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Zealous Solemn Namaste Kowtowing Loo

aside from being worn 
     during mortal kombat firmly braced
full body armor suited up 
     with proctologists safely positioned
 
     most definitely
     entire body electric en cased
ready as ever to confront 
     another flatulence emitting *******
 
     solidly debased
 strategically situated, 
     when beginning examination 
     sterile sighted rectal 
     probe positioned nimbly, 

     kept intact, finessed 
     fixedly, exactly, deftly crosshairs 
     with trace excrement carefully erased
     scrutinizing pulsating rectum sphincter muscle 
     observing anus function 

     a posteriori mesne faced
with quotidian regular onslaught 
     moving bowels graced
significant muscled tissued 

     sphincter requisitely 
     performing perfectly lining interlaced 
without any unusually turgid, 
     significantly ragged, or quirkily 
     plugged orifice 
     preventing human waste,

thus if hazardous condition ensued necessitating 
     immediate surgery without haste
perhaps even ass sass mint 
     by a gastroenterologist
 
     if patient suffers from 
     irritable bowel syndrome  
      where fore (Juliet) defecation sanitized      
scrutinizing expulsion of human waste,

or if defecation thick as petrified paste
which warrants squeezing tight 
     begetting a hemorrhoid  
     as son young (gush) moon like cheeks 
     put thru severe weathering pace.

Premium Member Namaste

"Namaste" is a conventional Hindu expression 
upon meeting or parting a person or persons
used generally by the speaker usually while holding 
the palms together vertically in front of the bosom. 
This expression I would have never known
if not for the comments left by Nancy Jones.

Premium Member Namaste Tantra

.                                 In
.                               Love 
                               & Lust
                             IT swells
                            Configures
                           IT consumes
                         IT envelopesall
                        Like flaming airs
                        Reclaiming voids
                        IT declares intent
                        Now the Ego’ lost
                        Now ‘i’ surrenders
                        Connecting voids 
                       Swelling of will, in
.               contiguous flow ; acting in now
                       IT is  Consciousness
                   IT is the.  ONE    that acts
                  IT is also   THE     inspiration 
         IT can possess     OR      can transform. 
      IT also envelops      IT      permeates forms
    One that preludes'     IS.    formless/ with form
   There a desire to Be.        also to conquer & tame
   There, effort to Know.      also emotion, to proclaim
   IT is the complete Play; soaked in; of the very same 
.
To experience, is to Be, is JNAN. TANTRA is to relate; to relish 
.                           JNAN says :
"Know that wherever you are, it is the very same Self"
.
....In theosophy of two Men; Buddha and Shankara
.....disparaging viewpoints; finally met on a ground
...........as in joining of two hands; left and right
...................It was the field of TANTRA
.
Visual Poetry        N A M A S T E
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Namaste

Here is the yeast of thought that like the dough,
though it become suppressed, is rising still
within two souls whose vision is just one,
then beaten once again becomes the bread,
the mounting God,  
the sinews shared, 
the death of self,  
the breath of life.
             ~

Premium Member Namaste

OOOOOMMMMMM
….s I g h ?
Did I feed the cat”

OOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM
….d a m n ?
…….red dress…?

OOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM
….zzzzzzzzzz…
…..H U H ! what time is it?

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMM
……oh no!....
……..hope the baby’s car seat is in my car.

OOOOOOOOOOONNNNNOOOOOOOOO
……..mommy’s coming……

OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH
………..BABY…


John G. Lawless
©12/3/2021

Premium Member Jellybeans

Jellybeans tell a story, did you know?  A tale of God's love...
Red –Jesus’ blood
Green—His harmony in our growth
Purple—His sorrow for humanity
Blue—Is for the heaven's in which He came
White—Is for the grace He gave
Black—Make merit not sin, and you will be forgiven
Yellow—Is for His light that shines within
Orange—Is for the strive for the greater good
Pink—Is for the new beginnings 


rainbow color sweets 
green jellybeans in a jar~
chewy Easter treats
	


Happy Easter!
4/5/26
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