Best Unendingly Poems
I spring alone with forgotten memories and shattered letters, I waltz through every landscape, I leap unendingly, sprinkling imprints of my fondness as rippled dunes and filtered secrets. I am passion and chaos, beauty and power, I jog in hair ice and frost flowers, stroking my lover jealous. I pour out shields of ideas and inspirations, gently on your soul when I fondle through her arms. And when we clash, I become a dust devil, I swirl like Turnado in heights splashing debris into your eyes leading to tumultuous storms.
“Ramana queried, ‘who am I’ ~
If we know not, our life’s a lie”
~ quote by poet
Of all mysteries in the universe vast,
the one of highest relevance in our life role,
is to find out who we are, before we breathe our last.
All scriptures without exception affirm we are a soul
but how may we believe, unless we clearly see,
by unravelling this truth, mystics extol?
In bondage to desires, we are not free
and moreover transient is joy, lingering is pain
and we stand not erect, until head and heart agree.
Enslaved by cravings of ego, all our efforts are in vain,
for we see not the light, said to be aflame within;
our life wasted, measuring material gain.
Religion terrifies us, speaking of man’s sin,
a condemnation that in heart does not ring true,
so if we discard holy books, how then are we to begin?
Noticing fearsome fears and dark desires stick like glue,
these spiralling apparitions are fed by our mind,
thoughts which we unendingly renew.
Silence sets us free from ego’s bind,
wherein, in stillness, we feel pristine presence stir
and in timeless time, we’re graced by divine caress kind.
When formless awareness chooses with love to concur,
we distinctly feel polarities within heart merge;
boundaries between God and us blur.
Beholding living light from within emerge,
we know without being told, this is our true essence,
definitive wisdom graced by God if our heart we first purge.
Let light of Self burst forth as a sublime effervescence
For this oh worthy hermit, is our quintessence
Are we as a ghost ship
Upon an endless sea
Setting sail for nowhere
To arrive eternally
Are we as the shifting winds
That touch upon the sands
Ever changing in our course
Sculpting out the lands
Are we as the stars above
That shine unendingly
Are we as a ghost ship
Upon an endless sea
As a God-spark, mirroring His heartbeat,
my essence dwells in the cave of my heart,
where bliss refrains unendingly repeat,
etched in the vast void, as a work of art.
Prismatic refractions adorn the sky,
quite the same as a rainbow in full view,
effervescence of love that makes hearts sigh,
yet which can be savoured by but a few.
Childlike innocence alone holds the key,
to turn my heart’s lock, opening the gate,
transformed as a mist, those souls who are free,
must effuse pure love as they levitate.
My secret I share for those who can pair ~
Shining as love, light and bliss, self-aware
You are the one
You are the one:- I always think of daily
- I pray for constantly
- I smile at sweetly
- I confide in securely
- I listen to assuredly
- I treasure dearly
- I sacrifice for, whole-heartedly
-I am friendly with, unendingly
You are my, very dear friend.
End
By: Dion Penville
mine is the most beautiful ruined country on earth
who's favorite sons held knives
knife, wire ... tic tac ..
mine is the most beautiful ruined country on earth
but the landlords came with their good intentions
and let the eagles get in
... even child knows what happens when you let the eagle get in
white eagle
tic tac ... wire, knife
mine is the most beautiful ruined country on earth
yet despite Geneva terms
they proclaimed what happened 20 years ago as mislead estimation
leaving us behind, unendingly hemorrhaging
knife, wire ... vukovar, srebrenica
how many of them are still out there
Who hasn’t heard of the Nigerian Letter or the Australian Lottery won?
So what about you’re kids in college… what for them is going on?
My son found a job posted on the University’s Nursing jobs bulletin Board.
Apparently several students applied to take care of an old man coming into town.
They were each approved separately, and then sent a check…
Plus a list of nursing supplies and a wheel chair they had to pay for and pick up.
Apparently, the place to work with had already been set up.
Once everything was paid for, they were ready for the job.
Instead all they got was their accounts cleaned out.
And the Nursing supplies were another part of the scam, my dear.
In the end the money they had was gone with everything saved from the student loans.
Now the problem was made and you know what? Guess who didn’t care?
The police, University, and bank said it happens all the time.
Of course they turned away saying it wasn’t their concern.
The bank told my son he owed $3400 more, even through he was the victim of the fraud.
The Banks fraud department yawned and said they wouldn’t look into what was done.
In fact, they were sending his accounts into collections to attack him even more.
Slough it off, and attack the victim, and of course none of them would do their work.
Mail fraud, money fraud, and con men involved… across state lines meant nothing at all.
Attacking the victim is not where the Banks, police, and university belong.
So let me tell you The States’ Attorney General is the next on the list.
The Attorney General and the Federal Government is where to go, my friend.
Don’t give up on the internet, there are help groups there, that abound.
Tell your children of the game… to keep them far away.
The bank wants my son’s next student loan money for collections on the debt…
And he will have to work full time at minimum wage to survive.
You might say everything at the moment… is truly upside down.
But we will fight unendingly… to straighten everyone out…
What a Christmas job deal breaker… and what a way to find out…
Remember That We Are BEAUTIFUL
As humans, we actively help others…ALTRUISTICALLY.
Benevolently relieving burdens pleasing…BIG-HEARTEDLY.
Celestial hoping rewards souls with inner strength's…CALM!
Divine inspirations amaze; its wonder delivers mountains of DELIGHTS.
Extraordinary and ordinary folks co-exist intrinsically…EQUAL.
Faithful followers of the inner voice, solve conflicts with…FAIRNESS.
Generous gifts of which the Creator deems us worthy generates…GOODNESS
Happily, we comfort our friends and show compassion, healing…HEARTS
Individual industriousness provides direction…INDELIBLY.
Justice, when hearing the errant, seeks not revenge… JOYOUSLY.
Karma, led by spiritual energy, directs paths through life…KISMET.
Long-suffering and persistence charm leads sinners to heaven's …LOVES!
Mysteries uncovered feed curiosity, making man smarter…MARVELS
Notwithstanding sacrifice, we do favors for friends…NECESSARILY.
Offering our allegiances, we defend our homelands…OBEDIENTLY.
People inspired, promulgate principals to live by…PEACEFULLY.
Questioning selves and reality in order to improve…(getting better) QUARELLESSING.
Remembering and respecting other's feelings and beliefs…REVERENCING
Steadfastly selecting supreme humility as a goodly option…SELFLESSLY!
Trusting many to choose right, we exemplify faith in mankind…TIRELESSLY.
Utopia as a goal, defended to the death, bravely seeks the right…UNENDINGLY.
Voices reaching out with good examples, void of hatred, overcome…VICTORIOUSLY.
We, the beautiful, care about the well being of others…WILLFULLY.
X-tra hopes, copious kindness, generous goodness, finds loves…XOXOX
Yearning for self-improvement through soul searching surrenders…YESTERDAYS.
Zealous living shines from within and befits us, beautiful mankind's ZENITH.
© Dane Smith-Johnsen
May 24, 2010
Poetic Form: Double ABC ...a touch of End Rhyme! (FUN!)
Over and over, and over again,
unendingly,
like waves that rise up on the sandy shore
and lap at my feet, only to turn and once more ebb
languidly
in discreet silence, but then come back to lap once more.
To reflect on you and all you mean to me,
sublimely
brings waves of happiness in every possible way
and, gratefully, I muse about all the things you do
unselfishly,
often in silence, but over and over again each day.
And like the ocean’s amaranthine waves,
rhythmically
you cast your magic spell, filling my soul like a rhapsody
through and through,
lusciously
invoking warm, endearing thoughts of you.
© August 1, 2015
Use telescopes but are
Unable to count its
Untold number of stars
Utterly vast, stretching
Unendingly across
Upper galactic zones
Until infinity
4-30-2021
Pleiades U Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Kim Merryman
Kundalini - Divine Mother
Forged from earth’s crust, we are but dust
Deluded heart, enslaved by lust
We flounder about, incomplete
Till spurred by kundalini’s thrust
Ego’s ways lead but to defeat
Best we surrender at God’s feet
Emptiness within magnetised
Dancing to the divine bliss beat
False mind dies, nothing’s weighed or sized
In timeless time, God’s realised
Heart’s living light, essence of soul
In Holy Spirit’s stream baptised
As we gently enact life role
Divine Mother’s touch makes us whole
The gist is this, cease to resist
Making God-connect, our sole goal
Open heart and an unclenched fist
Transmutes us here, as a love mist
Boundaries blur, nodes within stir
Bliss beats unendingly persist
11-May-2022
HMS, Rhymezone
Rubaiyat Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Sotto Poet
Notes: https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kundalini
What is it about love that makes us laugh unpredictably, cry uncontrollably and dance unendingly .
The happy times, they seem so far away..
but I know they were just yesterday..
Yesterday when I held your hand in mine
And felt your warm breath in my ear...
Where, tell me please...where and when did we leave there?
Too hard to let go
Too scared to make a change
But something had to give..
We were going to make or break
It was up to us to choose.
But what happens when its the latter you choose?
Where do the emotions go
where does love and memories hide
What does your mind and your heart do,
What do they do to get over you?
Getting back to loving me
But the thoughts of you, they linger sometimes
The words I never said
The things I hoped would grow
They all stir inside
Turning everything in my soul
Have we lost it forever
A faint past, only left for reminiscing.
Could it be that it is all lost forevermore
Never to be remembered and just left to be no more
Sometimes I think if it were meant to be
You would somehow, come along and find me
Tell me how much you love me,
Just like the hundred times before
But this time say it slowly
As I try to love you rightly
There is so much I couldn't see
So much I took for granted
So much selfishness, too much wanting to be
Not enough accepting as is and just allowing it all to be
I wanted you to be someone you weren't
and in some ways you expected the same from me
We were loving but changing
Caring, tearing and still surviving
Living with no air,
barely enough space to be fair
So lets be honest
I did things and you did things
Can we come clean?
Just make it so perhaps the slate can have a gleam
Say the things that you wanted to
And I'll say mine
Don't hold it back
There's no reason to lie
Honesty, Trust and Respect
You had it for all me
Or so you made it seem
but I lost it for you...
And couldn't bear to tell you so
Can it be recaptured, only time will tell..
My heart feels so twisted sometimes, is it because of your smile?
P.S. - On my mind
Not all the time am I as strong as I should be
Especially to those who look down on me
Some of my days I stand and unfearing speak
Yet others are dark and unendingly bleak.
You ask why I'm down, why I can't seem to
Get up and run the race as quickly as you
Then you bend down and give me your hand
And then smiled at me whilst helping me stand.
Not always can I rely on my innate ability
But now you're here, waiting for me willingly!
Though not light as helium, not potent as hydrargum,
I will always be grateful to you for being my titanium.
Endurance Unappreciated, Until Now
Forcefully taken from beloved Africa, and brought to fertile Caribbean soil;
Sold as much less than merchandise; to unwillingly and unendingly toil.
Separated from friends, family and tribe mates and everything known;
To be someone’s property and possession: a thing which is fully owned.
Others benefitted from our enduring strength and our unfailing effort;;
But, they never ever credited, nor appreciated us, for what its’ worth.
On the plantations it was House or Field; even then, we had no choice;
Only given instructions, shouted at, or whipped; we never had a voice.
Stripped of our name, our dignity, our ethnicity and every earthly possession;
Losing everything, and gaining nothing, but our daily, miserly provision.
Others benefitted from our enduring strength and our unfailing effort;;
But, they never ever credited, nor appreciated us, for what its’ worth.
Daily and relentlessly, we strove; unceasingly we were required to work;
Always cooking, cleaning, washing, ironing, planting or turning a fork..
Shedding blood, sweat and many tears; but never once gaining a cheer;
Homesick, physically abused, and, separated from loved ones, so dear.
Others benefitted from our enduring strength and our unfailing effort;;
But, they have never ever credited, nor appreciated us, for what its’ worth.
Through the years; ‘Slavery ended,’ chains broke but, systemic bonds remain;
Our Name, our Dignity and our Ethnicity, we’re still striving to fully regain.
In this 21st century, “justice, equality and impartiality” for us is still a fallacy.
Because, in some people’s minds; “Melanin is still subject to white supremacy.”
Others benefitted from our enduring strength and our unfailing effort;;
But, they have still never credited, nor appreciated us, for what its’ worth.
End
By: Dion Penville
I am sincerely sorry.
I destroyed your Ferrari.
I spent all your money
On drugs and whiskey
And wrong lottery tickets.
Those things are wicked.
I am sincerely sorry.
I lied unendingly to you.
I left a scuff on your shoe.
I know it was new.
And little were made; just a few.
I didn't feed your dog.
He's motionless, like a log.
Your cat disappeared.
He's gone forever, I fear.
I know he was my responsibility.
I tried best to my abilities
To find your beloved cat.
I only found a dead rat.
I am sincerely sorry.
I lit your house on fire.
It made my fears soar higher.
The situation was very dire.
I tore your military jacket
And lost your ancestor's locket.
NASA's recent exploding rocket
Was my distraction, excuse.
That's why the cat got loose.
Your child went missing.
I was furiously searching.
I only ended up wishing.
She's my personal Houdini.
She poofed while I went weewee
In that old dirty potty.
I am sincerely sorry.
I wasted all the toilet paper.
It was a prank on your neighbor.
The toilet is clogged.
Te bathroom is waterlogged
Because it all overflowed.
It was a sight to behold.
While I was pooping and cleaning
The phone started ringing.
It was a ransom for the child.
The price was crazy, wild.
But wasted was the money,
Unfortunately,
On lottery tickets
That are wicked.
And drugs and whiskey.
"The money is unavailable,"
I said, sounding believable.
"Then you don't get your kid."
"It's okay, I don't like Sid."
I am sincerely sorry.
This is my great apology.
Please forgive me.
I'm struggling, you see.