Best Transcend Poems
splashing cold water
fish leap
embraced in the sun
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From crumpled and wrinkled to blinded and half dead
Howling and regretting; on the decisions not taken- thinking
Why I choose to transcend?
In desire, I roam the world like wind; and become static
To be the consumer of depths of destiny, of fate and love;
How could I forget to get directions for my passion?
I lost my way and become one with trash of the world
I see my extinction, my expiration, my death, my doom
I burned; I turned and transcend myself to bits and bits
Why I choose to transcend?
And realization transpires but seems too late- now
Nothing to fix and nothing to stitch- REPENT
Transcend
Evil is fierce, always lying in lurk,
Fighting Man's opportunity to sow,
Infinite value, a souls greatest perk,
All of us need Love and freedom to grow.
The economy and democracy,
A tease in a tie or king with a crown,
The Goddess of truth as authority,
Love expands your mind, fear will shut it down.
Artificial walls, which cannot be seen,
Erected by the beast of many names,
Keep your mind clear and let your heart stay keen,
Spirit will fly unrestricted by frames.
The Earth is our home and balance the key,
A sovereign man will truly be free.
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This love's a mix of passion and pride, a heavenly blend.
I'll hold your life in mine, on this you can depend.
Love of ages, now become my dearest friend.
We'll traverse roads that never bring us to the end.
For contest "Rhyme Battle " of Juli-Michelle
Leaves falling
Through gravity
In the fifth dimension
Appear perfect
In the mind
In shadows deep, where burdens dwell,
A mother's heart, a timeless spell,
Her journey etched in tears and pain,
A testament of love's refrain.
Through sleepless nights and weary days,
She walks a path, an endless maze,
Her spirit sturdy, never bends,
A fortress strong, her love transcends.
With trembling hands and tender touch,
She mends the wounds that hurt so much,
Her soothing voice, a calming breeze,
A harbor safe in stormy seas.
In darkest hour, when all seems lost,
Her strength emerges, tempest tossed,
A raging fire, fierce and bright,
She'll fight the battles, day and night.
Like Phoenix rising from the ash,
She spreads her wings, with flames that clash,
To shield her kin from harm's cruel gaze,
With love ablaze, in myriad ways.
Through sacrifice and selfless care,
Her dreams suspended in the air,
She nurtures dreams, their seeds ignite,
She fans their flames, ignites their light.
In every stumble, every fall,
She lifts them up, and stands tall,
Her unwavering faith takes flight,
A beacon guiding through the night.
With steady hand, she guides the way,
A compass true, through shades of gray,
Through storm and strife, she'll never tire,
Her love, a flame that won't expire.
For in her heart, a love untamed,
A love that's destined, never waned,
She'll raise them up, to heights unknown,
A testament of love, full-blown.
So let her rise, like Phoenix, soar,
With love unmatched, forevermore,
She'll shield, protect, and hold them near,
A mother's love, forever dear
Epiphanic jubilance as you begin exerting pharmaceutical control over your mental chemistry. You start to see that radiant joy, manic despair, mild boredom and every other “feeling” are merely patterns of chemiconeural-synaptic-firings—patterns that are now under your control. You’re the Head Mental Music Composer. And now you’re turning the broken cassette tapes of trite cover-band grunge beats into a live-blasting supernoval symphony of Mozart on crack:
Shift all incoming experiential data to a cosmic perspective of organismal meta-consciousness…Species consciousness…Genus consciousness…Family Consciousness…Order Consciousness…Class Consciousness…PHYLUM Consciousness…KINGDOM CONSCIOUSNESS!
Blast-off. Simultaneons of Valhalla perspection. Words have ceased to mean. You are now communicating directly with the laws of physics. Your thoughts are angels that fly with wings of ethereal mega-competence.
How wonderful life is and what sports mean to me
For others, something to do at night to see
An escape from the world and free from mental exhaust
As an outburst of screams, until my voice is lost
Feeling intimately under a spell of inhibitions
Abandoning of normal restraints and conditions
Feeling intimately involved in the game
Teasing, defeat, in a moment of fame
It goes beyond bringing out the best, and the worst
Long after the game is played my team is still first
Bringing out the real life primal in me and my chums fun
And a scaffold shared between father and son
5/14/2017
As the quiet of night slowly ends
And the blue sky's veil lifts
Majestic oak's leaves silhouetted
In and out of sleep drift
Winter wheat golden in the field
Crops rippling in the breeze
Harvesters have gathered to reap
Soon job done with ease
Into a red sunset they ride
Leave the stubble behind
Taking the good usable part
All of its chaff declined
Into life's sunset ride
Come, go along my friend
Leave worldly desires in the aft
To a holy life transcend
Transcend: transform, excel
Written: July 31, 2015
Inspired by Shadow Hamilton's contest
Nature Poems Only
Transcend the world of darkness, beyond where human senses can go
perceive the existence of this reality, you would otherwise never know
waiting for you is your destiny, preordained, you alone have this control
preparations for the future, by casting off the body, elevating the soul
Transcend all physical boundaries, limitations are a figment of the mind
close your eyes and you'll see, following others is what keeps you blind
achievements are within your abilities, only others try and hold you back
hoping for you to stumble, harboring hidden jealousies, waiting to attack
Transcend the pettiness of an egotistical world, where the center of all is Me
until your life changes, until you become a giver, the truth you will never see
a world without is connected to our world within, bound by words and actions
another paradox of human existence, finding unity among conflicting factions
Transcend the selfishness of your surroundings, none of us are really fully immune
witnessing people with two faces, feigning kindness, wanting us to play their tune
surviving instability of an ever changing world, seek comfort in things of purpose
find consolation in this truth, the world is not what it appears to be on the surface
Transcend the resident evil clouding your thinking, and you'll free yourself to finally live
escaping from those pitfalls of hatred and bigotry, realizing the ultimate good is to give
now having come full circle in your life, you will understand the jewel you have found
spreading goodness to others, with an endless light of happiness, will you be crowned
I am liquid moonlight;
The ashes of dreams.
I am the realization of the impossible;
The renunciation of thought, serene.
I am the swimming seasons of time;
The memories yet to come.
I am the flawless equilibrium of the outcaste scavenger;
The infinite equanimity of the illuminate sun.
I am the embodiment of dispelled desire;
The sage.
I am the squire.
I've heard the opposite of love is indifference,
I think something different than that,
It's hate, though the hollows of nothing, far worse,
Solidified matter of fact,
Only through hate can we know of love's place,
Just as sweltering sweat makes us cold,
And the way that the moon steals sunlight for the night,
Day to dark, when cowards turn bold,
In my relative time here on Earth I have seen,
Blinding pain allows joy to exist,
And I think about life after death, God and hell,
Honestly hard to tell which is which,
I seek endlessly for answers to questions unknown,
Choose between keeping peace or to fight,
Finding yin and yang as a guide, always wrong,
But then again, never not right,
All the same, here we are, none and all, simultaneously,
Differentiating between the twos,
When one is the other, the other the one,
Dualities transcend me and you.
Transition and Transcend
Whatever New-Life There Is … Begin
Whether From Death or Divorce
Sickness or Sorrow
Change, Yet Stay-On-Course
Today, Rises To Tomorrow
So – Transition and Transcend …
Transition and Transcend
A Slow-Start, Is Not The End
You May Lose Some Family
A Friend, or Fortune
A Job, or A Journey
Or A Just Right-Opportune
Just – Transition and Transcend …
Transition and Transcend
Move … Just Like The Wind
Either, Climb Up or Go Around
Earthquake-Aches or Shaky Ground
Tears, That Flood and Threaten To Drown
Forest-Fire-Rages … Burns Up … Then Down …
So – Transition and Transcend …
Transition and Transcend
Life is Hard, I Won’t Pretend
But God’s Helping Hand Will Lend
The Push and Pull-Up, To Begin
The Power and The Will, To Win
Again … Again … Again … and Again …
And At Each Place … Pray – Amen !
… and Transition and Transcend
Open wide, my sisters.
Prepare your hearts
To make welcome the light
That would ask us
To become mothers,
Bringers of the dawn.
Release your burdens
In this human condition,
For the time is now.
Seven generations
Of unborn ancestors
Depend upon our attention.
Eldership has come
To the autumn of our medicine.
Let each word represent
What we would teach our family.
Here is where matriarchy must begin.
Our Grandmothers are dying
As moments slip
Into eternity,
Yielding the future unto us.
Transcend your fears
So we may attain our purpose.
Set me back in time, transcend time.
A time of Native American people.
A time where there was unity, community,
education, freedom and creative expression.
There was no intellectual or degrading hierarchy .
There was a spiritual community of people sharing ,
caring and educating.
A time of wisdom,natural medicine, healing and true concern. A time where we all gathered in unison for a common to help humanity.
Until whites arrived and they were the 1st to shed
The blood of mankind.
There is no blame to this time in history
the Native American Also took to weapons
to kill thier own humankind man.
Over time there is retribution and healing.
From those experiences
We can learn and live a better way.
How do you feel mankind can live and love
In unity.