Best Seeker Poems
Act 2, Scene 4.
The Salisbury plain. Within a henge, a watchfire burns. The Seer approaches The Seeker.
Take heed, my friend, our part in cosmic cheat
Plays on; below the stage the truth lies quite.
Hold off the blazing sun's firstfound deceit,
Trust only in the filtered lunar light.
Maids long for wifely pleasure while wives cry
For their lost maidenhood, each of a date
They'd cast away; while Fate presides on high,
With ever laughing countenance it waits.
Mere mortal men lie dreaming all bewitched;
They ken not of the ruse nor hollow fake
Which gods employ on them, their eyes bestitched,
Awash in hope shown false if they would wake.
Unknowing we are born, Illusion's tide
A ceaseless pull, until the great divide.
Give me the attention i need
baby
Im craving you for my sanity
Ill be a naughty girl baby
Do anything you ask of me
Given me the attention i need
baby
Show me i exist
Your driving me insane baby
With your lack of interest
Im begging for my need baby
I can feel it deep inside
Its more than sexual
exploration
Its more than one quick ride
Im beggin for your attention
baby
I got nothin to hide
Seeker
I searched long and far
for a good man
a kind and Holy man
One who was not consumed
by wealth
position
power
or lust
I wished to meet
a compassionate
loving
selfless man
Who was
Fearless
Bold
Yet slow to anger
Instead
I found
scared feeble men
Who had not kept their vows
They were liars and adulterers
Covetous and weak
In each of their limitations
I recognized
My own failures
My ego
My appetites
My selfishness
and so I felt ashamed
I cried to God
Are there no good men?
God comforted me
Revealing the true nature of man
Their kindness
Their Love
Their Loyalty
Their striving
Their beauty
God Removed my shame
For that was what separated us
Shame prevented me from
Seeing
Knowing and being
a good man
Then behold
my blind eyes became clear
I could see
Good men
Kind men
Both Holy and flawed men
As I looked into their eyes
I knew there was hope
And I thanked God
Copyright March 4th, 2021
Richard Lamoureux
if ya get 2 over 60,
it gets harder oh so swiftly,
to make that great connect,
have the faith, no time to waste,
blue satin dress wears next,
be looking for her mate!
but women wait for you out there,
your eye must seek just everywhere,
or you will miss the come on smile,
upon the prettiest of dials,
the clock that runs to you,
the seekers wish comes true:)
in a little while...
Don Johnson
hey yes Russell.
Robert Haig,
alternative is to play the game,
wrestle with her,light the flame,
words get bypassed sounds so lame,
physical joust for sweet Igraine,
sometimes...
Tony Lane,
tic a toc little clock,
just needs a little winding,
johnson sure, grabs what he saw,
although her speed was blinding.
Who’s the seeker seeking,
powers for mind-body
and to what end, hermit,
for that is not the way
to reach heaven’s summit.
Who’s the seeker seeking,
gift of astral travel,
of mentioned in folklore,
losing God-search focus,
since our heart craves for more.
Who’s the seeker seeking,
to open the third eye
for periscope vision,
when between head and heart,
there’s a fatal scission.
Who’s the seeker seeking,
whilst yet in delusion;
love bereft awareness,
insipid and barren,
till entwined with oneness.
20-June-2022
Beautiful Short Poem A Saint By ARK
O saint o star let yourself shine
Don't look for praises yourself alone in fine
Assist seekers don't ignore their needs
You must become a beacon full of good deeds
Be a beacon of hope for seekers
Clear your conscience and become one of them who are keepers.
Abad Ur Rehman Khan Poet Of Pakistan
The window of my soul
I glimpse with in awe
A beautiful world
Without a flaw
Blooming in soothing shades
I water my soul
To see beyond
My heart sits on a windowsill
Open to absorb
With its own green will
That giant wall in front of me
I am caged and can only see through
This window within me
I see a world where freedom lies
Nature is playing with every sunrise
A day will come when
I break this giant wall
Merge with the freedom
When I hear a call.
12.4.2021
Sponsor:Brian Strand
Contest:All Yours April 12(1st Place)
Some seek truth
in clear, sweet
streams -- a
dapple of sun,
a capture of beams --
Some seek truth in
deep, salty seas --
thinking truth, God's
sunken mysteries --
I find truth
in your devoted, loving
eyes; and if that is
not truth, then I will
settle for lies….
Silence may turn into storms, must I worry?
A lioness soul bends an untamed temperance,
from a peridot palace, this a fierce rage I bury
a populist of pure purpose permanence
so do go gentle on me ‘O judgest condemner
you’ve not seen what is in store for us
I stand with tenets of truth, humanity’s sustainer
not a raging tempest, nor dying light
but an empowering responsive receptor
these spearmint arrows bolt through blight
a polished persona of armor I tour
not the helmet of a hypocrite of bone or ivory
but leather made for a championed goddess,
boots built for the march into Gehenna the Fiery
I don for harrowing heavenly causes
Perfidious, I let you keep the repute given me
the rebel rouser fits me well
The prophet himself, p e r s e c u t e d,
while still he ruffled feathers and raised hell
Social butterfly aficionado
freed from her own platform adrift at bay
with the venerable she’ll find her self-apropos
phased in, time runs away
phased out, booted by biology
Psychologist prescribe me found identity
I’ll do the same for you, if you plummet
Scholarly guru, judge me kindly
though if not of Jainist I don’t see how
There’s an ineffable effigy
to whom I bow, sovereign Lady Liberty
her crown, radiant rays jut like the sun
an aureole flickers of freedom
windows of gems like sacral chakras
I, this blatant believer reverts to rebellion
crusading for campaigns and fair elections
with this, I’ve conquered the storm within
11:59 The doomsday door opening
the clock its tic an AI timer,
a hoax yells his lying tongue
O denier, I mustn’t keep silent
Moksha, can we revisit this later? I admit
give me a bit more time to repent
Amongst autumn’s signature rustling leaves
upon dried maples I walk error-free
our veins spread outward, I roll up my sleeves
alongside rebels alike we fight the king of terrors
Swamiye your sacred motive fills my soul,
with me unseeker are your fragrant prayers
the holy hills call, c o m e, yet I stay
at summit’s foothills with seeker sayers,
raised voices not in praise for the divine, not with joy do we sing,
but with sinful pride we chant harmoniously, no kings!
Mama Africa is sick and getting sicker!
Millions suffer from cancer!
Millions have heart attacks!
Millions considered HIV positive!
Millions have tuberculosis!
Millions are affected with diabetes!
Malaria is the first leading cause of death!
And cases of epidemics are reported every year!
Mama Africa, is your behaviour malpractice?
Mama Africa,have you forgotten how you lived
before 1800?
Mama Africa,have you forgotten the healing skills
you possessed?
Mama Africa,have you delibarately avoided your
healing skills?
Europe learnt about you with admiration and awe!
chipepo lwele
PS;Hats off to the chinese!!!They have completed their
hat trick in traditional medicine.But, alas,here in Africa
,it would be associated with witchcraft and mysticism!
A CRY FROM DEEP DOWN MY HEART!
THE FORTUNE SEEKER
The parrot peeps through the tiny window
The fortune teller coaxes it to take a bow
Expecting keenly the parrot from the cage
to come out and gently pick a page
to tell his future; the young man wants to know
Looking at the ceiling, he recalls his past
Confined to bed, the old man looks lost
His near and dear ones desert him
like passing clouds; pastures not green as it seem
With blessings for all, he waits to breathe his last
........... Suresh M Iyer
Visions
only in the dark
a stick
guides me down cobbled stone streets
fear once gripped me, now runs
coffee with phantoms
dead and blind make good friends
pretty lies
pretty dark
in darkness I hide
pretty skies
wine falls
wayside
broken glasses
This worrying view
Today on earth
Is it the end of life
For all it's worth
An angry sky
Overhead
Cold blues
Atmosphere dead
Clouds of gas
From interstellar space
Stratosphere breached
Alien face
But out of the hue
A face in the clouds
Nebula seeker
Her shroud crowds
This nebulae
Of particle dust
Energy of gas
The seeker combusts
Angry exchange
In our skies above
Two galactic entities
Hemispherical shove
As the sky quietens
A bright star dares
To reveal it's place
As we look up and stare
Calmness oozes
As the seeker sleeps
Gentle rains fall
The sky in tribute weeps
.
SPEECH IMPEDIMENT JOB-SEEKER
An aged respondent called Smith
Answered the newspaper job-list herewith
“Man wanted as geologist
Great skill at digging out schist
And now and again a large batholith.”
But this geologic skill was a myth.
Because like rock-hound kin and kith
They just wanted a man,
Not the lisping old gran
That they thaw when she gave them a kith.
The qolden snitch is lost in the air
A lost, that no one ever could bear
The seekers are out on rides of Sauron
They look furious and won't move-on
A storm is certain, the clouds are howeing
The flakes turn blizzard, the lightning roaring
Hey, where is the snitch ___ where did it go?
How come the seekers couldn't get to know?
Far from the world, up in a valley
A Potter is out on the quest already
The Chrysalis gives him the Phoenix wings
And here he goes up in the winds
Those wings have the key to break away
The curse They cause once on the bay
He has to find it before they do
She is trying hard, she knows it too
A swish in the air, a snitch being chased
He dives in, take the leads in haste
A battle erupts, the storm getting violent
But he catches the snitch and passes like lightning
In a hidden cave he open his hand
Flap his wings and cover snitch's face
Thunders striking, winds whipping, trees cracking
Something new is nearly unwrapping
A boom.. And the transformation completes
There now lays a pretty lady whom he greets
The curse is gone
It's now a never ending dawn
For she is a snitch... a charmer
For he a seeker and a keeper
First beams of sun touches their skin
As they fly high in sky and Wind plays violin
(Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings fans will find so many allusions here)
(Paghunda Zahid
16th May, 2022)