Buddhist Poems - Poems about Buddhist

...Long ago I was born Catholic in a home smelling of Holy wax and Montreal family life was a communal fractal of worship as I drew closer to Mary's call Obedient to extreme I never questioned my ......Read More

...Emerald Waves crashing, lapping, frolicking on the tranquil seashore…. I watch, I reminisce, I close my eyes… alone, standing on a cliff! A Buddhist temple on the sublime shore, chimes soaring......Read More

...I think like a buddhist but pray like a nun I see like the mountain but reach like the sun I stand like Gibraltar but rage like the sea And love like a child —reborn unto Thee (First ......Read More

...Zen Nihilism Zen is a school of Buddhism . Cessation of sufferings is taught by Buddhism. Nihilism believes no realism. At least Buddhism follows some enthus......Read More

...I left my hands behind miles ago. My eyes drift 30 feet behind my body. My heart waddles over hot gravel. A Highway Dust Angel. My brain took an Uber. My soul Bought by a Buddhist back in Bilox......Read More

...Throughout my life I’ve had the privileged of listening… without interference of confusion to a diverse and varied and melodic musical suffusion From a host of animals…dogs, cats, birds and dolp......Read More

...WHY ARE WE HERE Can we ever learn from our past lives It’s somewhat like a spiritual evolution But hidden, however hard one strives It sometimes leads to much confusion An answer from a Budd......Read More

...I, naughtily, peeled and peeled you to find the truth within, You have, dear, taught me the philosophy of nothingness; Each of your petals, like magical herbs, tickles my skin, Each leaf, as a uni......Read More

...footnotes im tryina finish another 20 page chapbook this is the first part of 2 of what i got so far because its too long for 1 then sneak is thin an inch is in transition is trinsition ......Read More

...a bud seeds... it's sprout form and bud-ism... is growth shaping into a buddhist... bud and flow-air stans sand......Read More

...A Japanese stone garden brass wind chimes, little birds feeding, fountain tinkling - the whole works. I sit, empty my mind, intone a low pitched Buddhist hymn which scares the birds away. ......Read More

... Moon croon's gray mumbles Fevered cats flash and tumble Blessed sleep crumbles ________ NOTES: Rhyming haiku is like blending cultures. The origin of the form carries a p......Read More

...When the wind blows, there the Great Orchestra Of Life the Silent Hymn of the Sacred Skies, and as it whisks into the fray of night and finds it's way back to the light, and ignites it's wing......Read More

...Come, All of you, my brothers and my sisters, Let us join hands and march on God's path, The divine path, The one that would lead us into His arms Whether you are: Christian Moslem Hindu Bud......Read More

...rollicking with restless waves on a tranquil seashore… saffron-hued sapphire waves lapping at my feet, I feel ......Read More