Chanting Poems - Poems about Chanting

they chant-and they chant but do they know the words true meaning? they wear the colours that show their support but do they know what these colours represent? they wave their flags but not of their own some may say this is an act of treason? the words they chant are against a certain ideology- but it's that ideology that gives...

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Sweet snowdrop bells ring! The violets are coming Days are chanting spring. Crimson camelias call from dreams near the garden wall. Gold sun fields await rich tulips of tomorrow! Lily's never late. Then pansies' pink faces greet blue roses across the street. ...

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In a living voice from the past messages are tall shadows. Life goes on like before people standing, sitting, chanting walking and preparing for the prayer meets beside an ancient river of faith. Sages chant for peace, order flowing in a vessel of light. Home for all who have no homes to go, no links to live. only prayers exist for ages-- are a...

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This a message to all so-called Americans, who are loudly chanting, "Death to America!" Should be forced to leave America! Either they are brain washed domestic terrorists or brain washed foreign terrorists, they should all be forced to leave America as 'persona non gratis', 'undesirable' and move into those Muslim nations that are the foundations and...

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"Here comes trouble" some people said, just because his hair was red.. He saw he was different with his bright, red mane but knew on the inside he was likely the same.. Most days he just stood there and smiled as they chanted "you redheaded step child". At times he was wounded by their troubling taunts, their teasing echoed in his head, like...

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The Million Names of God being chanted, One by one the stars slowly flickered out, The darkest of the darkest dark Curtainlike spread slowly about. As though frozen in a stasis The world carried on as before But the time of day and night Wasn't to exist on Earth anymore And the people collapsed in chaos And the times of the killing...

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Chanting vibes in Bangla, I sing Bengali, words confluence in lyrical verse O glory be! I envision thee in inner me I caress thee in remotest pristine Bangla waterfalls. Chanting vibes in Bangla, I sing Bengali, words confluence in lyrical verse O glory be! I envision thee in inner me I caress thee in remotest pristine Bangla waterfalls. Chanting vibes in Bangla, I...

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God is an epitome of love, service and perfection Throughout our life, we seek love We serve our senses, body, family and society willingly We aim for perfection, to the best of our ability God is eternal, we act as if we are eternal This is because our soul is a fragmental part of God, existing within God We are souls...

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~*~*~*~ on a rug, legs crossed patchouli incense, bright, glowing my centering island letting go of strife ...

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agonizing world the ominous virus fights ascending souls chant! © Demetrios Trifiatis 07 APRIL 2020...

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Down by the soily brook they go, under the woody bridge. The Featherly Elfins make their home to hide from the Blustery Fridge. Made of snow and windy blow, icesickles in his hair, he comes to still the Valleyville, blowing crystals in the air. The Elfins chug their gluggy mugs and toast with foamy tea, Chanting songs...

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Chanting "OM"        Not many get to chant this phrase.        They cogitate it's ridiculous and turn the page.        Unaware it might just open a new door!        Leaving them laughing with Buddhistic Enlightenment on the floor.            November 12, 2019 ...

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drums chanting natural native rhythm healing nurturing medicine man shamanic drumming truth...

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Rooting for gems in the devils left hand trapped in a flesh cage, there's no escaping each etching upon the face telling tales of greed tossing aside family-making love to dead "things" greed is a fanged drug without hope of antidote say for a rope to the nape or a bullet to the soul old man sits on a throne made...

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Om chants. Breath in, out Navigating through chakras Centering myself Date written and posted: 07/12/2018...

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