Best Third Eye Poems
The spirit or third eye is the center to see the world
Without it there is all pervading spiritual darkness.
We are truly spirits who occupy physical bodies
Without bodies couldn’t be a part of physical reality.
Boosts functions of perception, intuition, visualization
Its element light, the seat of the Soul, color indigo
The ability to see within and beyond the physical
Between eyebrows the tenth gate of inner realms.
In Hinduism one of the Lord Shiva of Trinity is three-eyed
It symbolizes spiritual knowledge and power or wisdom
Left eye the moon, right the sun and fire the third
Known to annihilate the evil activities in the physical world.
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call it what your will . . .
third eye, mystical invisible eye, mind's eye, inner eye
it is my rusty gate to inner realms
and spaces of higher self
in Zen . . . I tune into life's flow and vibrations
to journey on vision quests finding imagination and awakenings
and my unblinking third eye is purple
the color of wisdom, healing and truth . . .
though my physical eyes are closed . . .
my third eye is this unblinking window beckoning
and through meditation I travel far
into a spiritual world of enlightenment
I see my aura as an infinite violet veil above my head
and I see my heart is green hued like the forest
and my throat is aqua blue like a calm sea
my words falling tranquil and serene . . .
"this third eye is my window into spiritual awareness"
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July 13, 2022
Poetry/Free Verse/Unblinking Third Eye
Copyright Protected, ID 07-1473-390-13
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
Theme Chosen #3 Unblinking Third Eye
Written for the Standard contest, Pick-A-Title, Vol 31
sponsor, Edward Ibeh, Judged 07/31/2022
Third Place
all we are human beings
think is it really so?
if debate is launched
answer will be under shadow
can one tell the real answer
about where from we came
belief is a matter of acceptance
we think as true so we claim
when crowd and chaos rain
we like to go to our own home
to find self designed peace
we pray under dome
seeing self appearance
leave sigh and shy
tortures of ignorance will never end
until opens divine third eye
The subjective mind,
mindly eye,center point
between our physical eye's,
objective of the subjective,is to
determine the difference between
...truth and error,
trial and tribulation period
in accordance with what's aright...
as the soul mediates the body and mind,
expanding consciousness in proper order...
object reality,is only the minds eye's interpretation,
whether developed or under developed,as
the object itself doesn't change,
it is what it is,as we learn it...
the blades of the third eye open electric
sleep sits and runs for death
a coffin writes a promise with rich, ruddy dirt
a poet sinks in his eyes and coughs
winds ride the cold shout of crippled prayers
a wolf flows in distant sands
howling white moon
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" escape from the nightmares of yesterdays ... uphold the sublime ... SOAR ... FLY ! "
eyes were shut
head in bow
sitting in the rocking chair ...
DUSK - murky ... vague ... nestled with woe and a twilight dew
tears fell - as I sleep in my cradle's journey
~~~my CRIB of dreams
now,
I open my eyes,
the eyes of my frolicsome mind
I SPREAD my wings
FLIP it as possibly as I can
and vagabond over what is possible
I FLEW ... SOARED ... MANOEUVRE ... and STRAYED ~~~
abscond from the immeasurable humanly problems
flee from vast imperfections and life's stains and limits
escape from the TRUTH that everything ends in the same END
I went to nowhere and
voyaged over the atmospheric umbrella of reality ~
I FLEW ...
as I witnessed a new kingdom
a door of spectral hues of iridescence emerged from nowhere
I enter and amazed of what I see
my jaws dropped and eyes in bulge
pictures of gaiety visualized in clear images
reflections of the HIGHEST GOOD followed
enticing, alluring, enchanting
no words came out
this is a realm of my powerful IMAGINATION'S LIMITLESS
a realm where there's perfection
realm where there's love, peace and freedom
realm of equality and just kingdom
a new world where there is a HAPPY ENDING
a world together with Cinderella,Snow White and Sleeping Beauty
a world of FAIRY TALES
a world sculpted by my "THIRD EYE"
a world painted by my mind's "DYE".
I want to live in this world~~~flew back in reality is now just a dream!
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*-* jun-jun villanueva
*-* " A POEM, PLEASE " contest
Saints have third eye
They have seen to The Almighty into themselves !
Killers have third eye
They have seen to the regent of Death into themselves !
Even so , killers are blind !
SANDIP GOSWAMI, INDIA
I died in my third eye
The moment I became Alive
Administered a Dr's hocus pokus
Blinded by a man made drug
Plugged and buried
In my center
Only awakened by a mistaken
Meditated state
In which colors were vividly flowing
In a space of closed eyes
A quieted Mind
To which my third eye replied
My Third Eye
I think of myself apart from this world
A gift that is lost but easily can be found
My words of wisdom comes from my heart
The ideal spot that can wrench the soul
I feel patient and I do wait for everything
Time does not matter, to accept it, it is to be flawless
Flawless is not a gift it is a curse
Distribute your energy with your spirit
Spread it so happiness may grow, enlighten yourself
Objects are not needs it is not fulfillment
It is a contest with mortal beings, what they want
Think beyond share and become more
The third eye can see the pains and sorrows of the world
And your physical being can feel it, and it is afraid
It is afraid to get scratched, it bleeds and it can die
But your third eye is a way out of such things
Feel the world around you; embrace it with your soul
Your physical needs will be met by your mentality
What has not been given is hope that you could have shared
Third eye can also open to reach your spirit and soul
Think beyond the physical boundaries of life
Fulfillment shall be yours when your actions are true
Brace for sadness in the physical realm
Open up, and think if you can carry the objects that you worked dear for
Through the gates of spatial laws of energy
Enlighten comes so easy for some when they do not carry burdens
Or objects that are not needs
Success is just for the mortal realm, not the spiritual
The third eye opens only to those who do not gather so much
Needs are just met to its bare minimum
Essentially this path is well balance and faith is strong
My third eye opened, because I see so much I have
And waste is lying around, the bare minimum
I use a lot of things and it does not bring me to the present
Think wisely a bare wall can be so much more
But to change the bare wall gives no other thoughts
Third Eye shows me when I was little what was most important
Being held by my parents, eating by my brothers, smiles in the world
Looking up into the sky, friends
Nothing shows objects accept the food we eat and get clothes we wear
Third Eye also funny, ask what was the need of clothes
Then my physical self was laughing, almost scared silly
What truth my Third Eye can see, only the needs of good health and company
Frequent expressions of wonder,
Onto those whom seek,
Distant and foreign lands to most,
In this awoken dream,
Hands perched beside rising conscious,
Invert direction of thought,
Submerged, the pineal opens,
Mystery forever brought,
Inside, I find we do collide,
Confine; only a choice,
Connected as the synapse bridge,
Speaking, without a voice.
Third eye
Wisdom is of those
With the third eye
Third eye
Look with the eyes
But see with a sense
Look with the eye
And see beyond
Just looking
For it take not
Only the eyes
To see
Third eye
Why you stress out
Yourself with out
Communicating with
The mind
For it take inner
Power to be
Strong outside
Third eye
The eye is like
The picture
The mind is
The production
Before the act that
Brings the product
Third eye
When one only
See just with the
Eye then it mind
Is empty
And have a lot
Room for manipulation
Third eye
See through
All that query
Your soul
And live beyond
All you see
Keep your soul
In touch with
Your mind
As you see with the
Third eye
feel whole universe
within self humanly chest
third eye sees the soul
My third eye is
Stuck with the unfortunate view
Of the brass band that connects the two spheres of my glasses.
I take Advil for the head-aches.
Closing it doesn't work, I've realized.
When I close the middle eye the left and right want to close, too.
My face then becomes a mad-house of shuddering lids, like a giant sleepy baby,
I stumble through my days blinking and bonking into things and people.
I'm a little better at mastering the new eye every day, though.
Ever since it appeared between my eyebrows,
That day at the cave's mouth,
When I released my spirit from my body.
When I close my eyes that is when I see,
Seeing with my eyes open is hard for me.
Behind sunglasses is where I hide,
Because I can’t see I’m mostly blind.
I Just relax my thoughts and go inside,
I use my third eye it’s kinda my guide.
With closed eyes I can sense my surroundings,
Vibrational energy is all around me.
In my mind’s eye everything becomes clear,
That is when a mental image will appear.
The time on the clock says 11:11,
Using my third eye is my connection to heaven.
These are the words that write themselves,
phrases struck in steel
and driven into me,
borne of tablature and burning,
speaking only of their silence
as Atlantis, lost in dark constancy,
might re-appear out of the sea
knowing, still unknown,
yet known to be unseen.
There is a cloud upon my brow,
a doubt embracing certainty,
a synthesis of thought and draught
quite rich enough to taste. It augurs death;
it augurs why; it smiles and spins away.
I smile as well.
This unknown knowing
leaves a trace to follow...the ellipsis
saying this is not the end. It augurs breath
a little while, the mind upon
an open path, the pristine gift
suspended somewhere
just beyond our eyes.
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