Best Unconditioned Poems
>>1111>>WORDS<<1111<<
Time for WORDS to get together,
Energy through my pen whenever,
Understanding they hold great power forever,
Dexterous infectious combinations so very clever,
Hard to comprehend? Nevertheless, I charge on,
Vocabulary getting stronger, no longer no one,
Fun circuiting, rewiring firing cells really well and filed,
With ill style, goal to have WORDS dialed.
Piled up and never stopping as I’m rhyming,
Yeah, got the keys to open up my subconscious mind……… with WORDS…..
Reads and rereads when conscious time is heard playing out,
Without them, throughout a consciously aware life, would bring about bugs,
WORDS.......... a drug to my senses,
In seconds, in sequence form sentences,
Are my words only from physical experiences?
Nah they’re heard in answers in glances as I ask,
Questions, for explanations before the process of dissection,
As comprehension advances WORDS start to dance,
Enhanced and financed by WORDS in circumstances when confronted by WORDS,
They disturb everyone and deceive those who run from them,
Lemons, sour within their own Kingdom, unclean concept of life attempt,
Dreamt dreams and dreams, saved in the deep plains of my hard drive,
Surprised all the time as I weep knowing as I’m trying, what remains is in disguise,
Questioned WORDS using WORDS as WORDS comprehended make me wise,
WORDS unconditioned, I write these down because I’m bound, straight up no lies,
I have ties with letters forming visible underground bait! Here to vitalize,
Not to be idolized because I realized something, WORDS are to be crowned King,
So rise, create new life that’s alive, and fill your kingdom with WORDS at this very instance!
WORDS are like an amusing substance, tearing down untrue, false perception and this is why,
Subliminal weapons of deception wanting us all to die,
Words used in disguise saying they are from the sky, straight up denied!!
By the unified WORDS my mind flies through space and time,
With WORDS using my third eye I groom myself like my bonsai.
Quincy Mac
date written: 30.11.2015
Categories:
unconditioned, journey, meaningful, mentor, truth,
Form:
Epic
On a perfectly proportioned majestic throne
resides the one who knows
of time and space, of love and fear - building blocks from which we grow
From ancient starlit forests through to daily sunny norms
the power arrives in textured waves
to charge our dust filled forms
And inside the ash burnt crystals, of a timeless, white charcoal sun
dark energy weaves between the light
- the elements of all, and one
And as we search for a shard of truth in an ocean, big as a planet
how come we always look outward from
our triangle of living granite
This pyramid shape is vastly more, important than previously thought
its pinnacle contains a watching eye
in all directions, free or bought
And its gravity, the pull of which, keeps us firmly grounded
if it didn’t exist, then a different life
is certain to be founded
It lives atop a majestic throne, but cannot be seen by the many
who search with unconditioned eyes
that think that they are ready
But who are we, to think we are, less important than we know
it won’t be long, until such truths
are uncovered as we grow
So maybe one day, we can become, even more than what we think
until that time arrives, we’ll still search
for a non-existent missing link
All and one
Categories:
unconditioned, earth, mystery, mythology, nature,
Form:
Rhyme
Stop drinking alcohol,
this only reassures us,
like social media,
like your favourite TV shows,
and drugs,
that our personal problems are all okay,
when intoxication is an escape route,
from our abstract reality.
Smoke cannabis on special occasions,
with friends,
on holidays,
away from work,
and daily routines,
Marijuana is a medicinal herb,
like cough syrup,
don't abuse its benefits.
Exercise and go for a run,
Get lost in the gum tree bush,
find yourself amens fresh river streams,
and rich oxygen,
Perfect place to escape stress,
And release pain.
Wake up every day before sunrise,
Take all the opportunity,
to feel the sunlight,
above and beneath the eyes,
supplying us with all the vitamin D we need.
Stop watching Tv,
scrolling through social media,
Playing video games,
deflating our brains,
Manipulating our reality,
distorting the truths,
read books,
newspapers,
history,
and you'll see.
I know these future goals are difficult to attain,
But to emerge out of our sea shells,
we must confront our inner pains,
Don't let temptation dwell,
Don't restrict to the social norms,
Live life the way you feel,
Understand your body,
push its limits and boundaries,
until you realise there's none.
Sacrifice your time to help the poor and unconditioned,
to stand up on their feet,
into a healthy lifestyle and routine.
Live life with complete honesty,
And I promise you,
Nature will roll in ecstasy at your feet,
You will laugh with all joy,
with the realisation that,
sacrifice and love were meant to be.
Categories:
unconditioned, care, change, encouraging, growth,
Form:
Ode
TAURUS,THAT'S US TAUREANS!
TENDERLY LOVING,
TERRIFIC companions,
TRUE FRIENDS: so loyal,
great TEASERS TOO.
AFFECTIONATE towards others,
AMAZINGLY caring and loving ,
AMOROUS:great lovers
that's true,
ALWAYS helpful,
kind hearted to you.
UNCONDITIONED:they do all to please
anyone,even go out of their way,
but never condition a TAURUS,
they definitely do it their way.
ROMANTIC: best describes us,
RURAL: nature lovers for sure,
we're earthy people,
love life and much more.
RELIABLE too,
RESENTFUL hard to be,
but possesivity comes naturally.
UNIQUE,in our ideas,
but ready to learn all.
UNPREDICTABLE,so stay alert
to know us more.
SENTIMENTAL and SWEET,is our identity!
STUBBORN and STRONG HEADED is our motto,
we're very lucky people,
even if we never win the lotto.
TAURUS:the sign of the bull!
The bull in the arena so weak,
yet so strong till the end.
TAURUS:A FRIEND TO ALL
TAURUS - CHARMA (1ST MAY 1977)
Categories:
unconditioned, life
Form:
Acrostic
Existing in a world
Full of lies and deceit,
I'm broken like a record
That constantly repeats.
Day after day
It's the same routine,
I'm surrounding by nothing
But junkies and dope fiends.
Day and night
Running the streets,
Ducking and dodging
Avoiding police.
Trap house to crack house
Making our rounds,
Too worried we'll miss something
So we never lay down.
We steal and we lie
We keep getting high,
Got caught up slipping
Just trying to survive.
Headed back to county
Broke, no money for commissary
Tripped out while detoxing
So they moved me to solitary.
23 hours
7 day a week,
Unconditioned hair
Shower shoes on my feet.
I'm getting to know
This monster I've become,
Trying to figure out
What went wrong
Bridge after Bridge
So carelessly burned,
A million mistakes
And no lessons learned.
Stuck here in silence
Locked in this cage,
I stare at my calender
And mark down the days.
I long for the day
That I'll be set free,
I'm tired of the struggle
And ready for peace.
Categories:
unconditioned, addiction, drug, slam,
Form:
Rhyme
Battle of the Sexes
Date: Tue, Jan 19 2016 at 1:14 PM
He's not just Battling her Mind, Heart, but Spirit
Her Heart & Mind, and Soul to Triggering
If there's any Conflictions, Afflictions, To Endearing
Her Soul, Heart & Mind to Cheer Within
Through Her Flaws & Blemishes
To Love her Unconditioned
To Listen
More than Talking to Offering Apprenticeship
Fulfilling her Heart, Soul, & Mind Wishes
Of Love Continuous
In One with God as The Union in Unison Blending
As One in this Chemist Mixing
to An Ingredient Sufficient
Through Differences
Through this Love Commission
Stimulating
Motivating
Insinuating
Amazement
For her Beauty Radiating
Within her Heart Generating
And Soul Illuminating
Her Mind Designated
Through Trials & Tribulations
Temptations
Frustrations
Satan
And Treacherous Persuasions
For the Love to Be Undertaken
By the Satanist
Patience
And Being Patient
Through the Storms Facing
HAND in Hand Consolidated
Being Gracious
In the Love that Was Formulated
Respecting Her Mind, Soul, Body
Being Truthful in Honesty
Even if it's through Poverty
In this Wicked Economy
Two Anamolies
Two Souls Embodied
In One Another Commonly
Pushing Her towards Greatness to Be Greater
Making Her Breathless
Bringing Life through Kisses through the Breath Or Wind
Till the Last kiss has to Be Savored
Battle of The Sexes
Categories:
unconditioned, heart, marriage, power, wife,
Form:
Free verse
The sun begins the day,
Providing light to guide my way.
Yet still, I stumble upon
The weight of customs, illusions drawn.
I break each chain, one by one,
Unveiling life self-woven, undone.
Free from the weight of old deceits,
I walk where truth and freedom meet.
Vibrant as the flame within my core,
A light that whispers: “You are more.”
Nature, my guide, in canyon deep,
I breathe in silence, where rivers sweep.
Life flows on, a current bold,
Untamed, unbent, and uncontrolled.
With every step, I rise and see,
The light of Self, wild and free.
No agenda rests, no shelf to fill,
Just life unfolding, as it will.
Categories:
unconditioned, life,
Form:
Rhyme
After decapitation, it was
half-honour,
half-land,
and half-bread.
We had prepared ourselves for epilation.
A war for milky sap
starts for an empty chair.
You are asked to abandon
your field and go for
a hate profile.
The gated religion now
scars the high searing, wayward
fronds of untangeled age
of absent truths and
faithful lies.
I will go again to
find the answer in a similar
darkness to stand
my unconditioned faith
to stumilate the unflowing river.
Satish Verma
Categories:
unconditioned, art,
Form:
ABC
I remember a boy child
who thrilled to hear dark
ghost stories
Told around a crackling fire
circle of faces
looking
imaging down
heavy lidded
in toward suggestive
face drawn shadows
warming late night
glowing light.
Outdoor cold wildness
exciting safely distant terrors
experienced vicariously
around this goosebumping circle
of starlit trembling bliss
Safety,
sustained light of humane
encircling comfort,
shadowing resilient powers
of divinely demented health care
despair
Devoid, for this evening's moment
of ghosting cathartic fears
behind mythic morbid stories
avoiding bad guy
or sad girl
creepy nighttime visions.
I wonder,
now reflecting later peak experiences,
if a sequel love story
of young romance
between a boy and girl,
A passionate embrace
erasing space
in-between a boy
and boy,
A forgiving grace
for unconditioned regard
between two girls
who would not think to touch
without a grateful kiss,
Might these have been
a warmer loving way
to send us off
into cold sleeping bags
at end of camping day
anticipating dreams
of tender touching terror.
Categories:
unconditioned, fear, feelings, gender, health,
Form:
Prose Poetry
Take me home again
to when I was a child
walking down that dirt road to a distant house,
where I grew up
under my grandmother’s watchful eyes.
Let me be that little girl
who knew I was loved.
Take me home again
to those carefree days of childhood innocence
playing in the backyard with my imaginary dreams
give me back that promise of the future
newly inspired by hope of fulfillment.
Let me be that child of change
unknowing the threats of the outside world.
Take me home again
where everything was new and possible
full of right and ringing loud of freedom,
give me back that unconditioned love
that my grandmother had come to America with.
Keep it safe, alive and living free
for my twilight years and the children still dreaming.
Categories:
unconditioned, childhood, dream, freedom,
Form:
Free verse
Stay safe in my arms
Be my reason to breathe
Love unconditioned
When life seems to seethe
Love can be torture
Deceiving, standing with hate
The worst time of all
Is when it all goes away
Categories:
unconditioned, angst, caregiving, daughter, friendship,
Form:
I live a life where all are better than me,
A life where my friends are top priority.
To me, without them, it would be the end.
i would have left for Hell in my death bed.
My friends deserve comfort,
My friends deserve life,
My friends deserve to live,
Even if i have to die.
And if that's what is needed,
Then by all means I'd do it.
I'd never live live with myself if i didn't.
My heart is alone,
Alone, and it's weeping.
I give others love,
Unconditioned,
Unwavering.
But sometimes I wonder
What it would be like,
If a man would love me as much as
I love all of life.
When i think of this,
The thought is too much.
I can't even think of myself being loved.
I am not worthy of such lovely things.
My job's to help others,
That, for me, is life's meaning.
Categories:
unconditioned, friendship, love, social, life,
Form:
S/He has heard something
somewhere
somehow
about sacred ecology
Wondering if this might capture
her own personal
and political
co-arising consciousness
empowering
overflowing feelings
for deep systemic theology
Unconditionally regarding
Gaia's original enlightened
liberating intent
empowering conservation,
resiliently resonant ecosystems
of Sacred Goddess Eartha
Embodied iconic health
co-arising ironic spiritual wealth
as resilient polycultural synergy
of robust polyphonic ecosystems
proclaims resonant multicultural integrity
of unconditioned wonder
That S/He has felt something
maybe someone
somewhere
somehow
co-operating sacred ecology
personally within
and eco-politically without
a punishing
traumatic shout
Absorbing environmental win/lose terrified stressors
co-passionately impassive
unconditional regard
for silent wonder
curiously engaging
furies of lose/lose escalating hunger
to bite the hands
and cooperative hearts
and co-invested minds
of compassionate root restoring win/win systems
resiliently determined not to judge uneased disease
as more powerful
or enlightened defense
than profound sacred curiosity
To uncover unconditional regard
for traumatic threats
in unjust retributive reaction
to therapeutic silent
hopeful
quiet interpersonal retreats
Waiting for a better day
warmer season
milder time
absorbing sunlight's health wealthier
communal sacred reason.
Categories:
unconditioned, health, integrity, nature, passion,
Form:
Political Verse
Conditioned story and
Unconditioned story..
In the conditioned:
Separation and pain..
In the unconditioned:
Separation and pain..
Yet...
Categories:
unconditioned, dream, how i feel,
Form:
Light Verse
Write from the heart
Write from the soul
Find your life’s purpose
That is your only goal
Is it though? Is it really?
Doesn’t that all sound a bit dreary
Writing from your heart is a good place to start
Writing from your soul is a good goal
But finding the purpose
That seems complicated
Searching for meaning seems a little outdated
We are expected to have our lives together
we are expected to shine through all sorts of weather
Why can’t we be spontaneous and go with the flow?
Life has many changes, situations come and go
They tell you to have it all figured out and know just what to do
Life can leave you feeling like you’re an animal in a zoo
Why do we let ourselves be put under so much pressure?
Our minds are fragile little things
We should handle them like treasure
Free your mind and understand that it’s never too late to walk a new road
Life shouldn’t be about sticking to one certain code
So dance in the rain and let your mind feel free
Run in the fields of flowers and climb the biggest tree
Change the job you have if it’s not making you content
Scream into the rainy days let your lungs vent
Embrace the good days you have but also embrace the bad
Life is a journey, not a race don’t spend it being sad
Don’t let people put pressure on you to be conditioned and know how to act
Stick to your guns, live your own life and have your own pact
So write from the heart
Write from the soul
Everything else can wait
remember if you need a change in life it is never to late
Categories:
unconditioned, cheer up, childhood, motivation,
Form:
Rhyme