imagine this
a sojourn
in the
exotic
all is
simplicity
a pinnacle
of felicity
the inmost
soul
the same
but different
a requiem
of an
eternal image
a daydream
once
still born
now flies
in
streams
of consciousness
winged
by
imagination
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Excerpts from the compilation: “Prayer”
number 12. Trust
I wish for us, the practice of Trust,
Especially in the moments
when we only experience
Things that seem to be harsh, cruel, unfair and unjust,.
And when we don’t understand
And say:
“Why now? Why me? Why us?”
Especially when the smell of decay, disease and death
Seems to be almost all that there is.
And the melodies of fear and sorrow
Are the only music that we can hear -
right now.
And the moments when the night is so dark
and smoke so dense and thick
That we hear, see and feel nothing
and appear to have lost our way,
So that all that we can do is bravely wait
and make space,
So that what needs to emerge
CAN be born.
Especially…
When this is the first time
and we don’t know what to do
and are shaking in our skins.
© Sangeet Portals 2020
Excerpts from the compilation: “Prayer”
Number 10 - Own Truth
I wish that each of us can find, practice and live
their Own Truth
And that by doing so,
Are able to sense and know
What feels individually and personally, right
And what is simply not ok, unjust and wrong.
And that by doing so,
Make space and have complete respect
For the beautifully mysterious differences
And truths of others.
© Sangeet Portals 2020
Excerpts from the compilation: “Prayer” 9,
Serenity
I wish that we can practice and experience Serenity
And be aware
Of our unresolved hurts, fears, anger
And triggers.
And see how they create separation and walls
And cause deep pain and sorrow
To ourselves and to those who we would actually,
really, love to be close to.
And also that we are aware
That we are human
and have a heart
And to know
When it is good to be courageous
And stand up,
Open our mouths and speak.
And when it is respectful and dignified
To listen and give space.
Or:
That we remain silent,
Yet stay present,
And when it feels right, to let go or walk away.
Or:
To not be afraid to ask uncomfortable questions
And embrace confrontation and
Ferociously risk and do everything we can
To end a sense-less conflict
And bring peace and harmony.
Excerpts from the compilation: “Prayer” 8
Sensitivity, Curiousity, Intelligence
I wish that we can all practice nurturing
and nourishing
our Sensitivity,
Never stop being Curious
and asking uncomfortable questions,
Have the courage to wake up
and use our Intelligence
And take great care
that we are not “Numbed” or “Overwhelmed”.
Especially:
By the huge amount of companies, apps and services
That “apparently” cost us nothing,
But whose (not so secret) objectives are
To hypnotise, control, manipulate and sell –
Especially to our children.
Or by the endless amount of mostly,
sensation seeking media
Controlled by the spectres,
some of whom we call leaders,
That work best in the shadows
And only trust the light of day
When they hide behind their grand titles
and practiced, smiling masks,
Feeding their hungry egos and lust for power
By creating separation,
Panic, drama
and questionable regulations and laws.
Who together
Are slowly, secretly removing our hard fought
Foundations and monuments of freedom:
Brick by brick...
© Sangeet Portals 2020
Excerpts from the compilation: “Prayer” 7
Inner Strength, Resilience.
I wish that each of us rediscovers their Inner Strength
And we understand that is a wild,
serene and pure treasure
That is simply forgotten - not lost.
Especially in the moments
when we need to say “no” or “enough!”
And get up, walk and attempt to set ourselves free
From all the internal and external voices
That keep us small
And try to make us believe
That we are irrelevant, inadequate and insignificant!
And also Resilience:
for the inevitable shocks and setbacks
And each time that we doubt, stumble and fall.
And that we allow ourselves to see mistakes not as failures,
But as perfect moments of great learning and understanding.
And let us practice taking time
to tend to and heal our wounds and hurts
Before we automatically turn off,
rush off to the next appointment
And mechanically, mindlessly, heartlessly
do all the things that we are told
That we are supposed to do.
© Sangeet Portals 2020
Excerpts from the compilation: “Prayer” 6:
Time for our Elders
I wish that we take Time for our Elders,
Even before some of them slowly slip away.
And that we can forgive and let go
Of some of the ineffective, inappropriate and unsuitable
Beliefs and lessons that they received
And passed on to us.
And that we can understand
That they need our loving
patient care and appreciation.
And that a World without Grace,
Gratitude, Respect and Dignity,
Is barren, un-bearable and life-less.
And that we can learn
About the beauty of aging
And not be afraid
(Like we don’t fear the passing of the seasons),
So that we are able to fiercely
Treasure and live each moment,
Regardless of the weather,
To the full.
© Sangeet Portals 2020
Excerpt from the compilation: “Prayer” – 5:
Compassion, Empathy
I wish for us to take time and Compassion
For the underprivileged, sick and dying.
And that we may breathe into our hearts
And practice wholehearted and unconditional
Empathy.
And not to just walk by and coolly look away,
But to stop and maybe under the dirty rags
We can find a human being
And story that we connect with,
That moves us in some small or big way.
And maybe we get inspired
To try something new,
Even if only:
To stop poisoning our days
with repetitive dramas,
And small minded conflicts.
And maybe, we are reminded
Of our own fragile mortality
And: instead of choosing to see life
Full of problems that irritate and shrink us.
We can start to feel grateful for the challenges
That expand and cause us to grow
In ways that we could never ever imagine.
© Sangeet Portals 2020
Excerpt from the compilation: “Prayer” – 3:
Friendliness, Kindness
I wish that we can know Friendliness
And gentle Kindness for ourselves,
Especially in the moments
when no one seems to care,
And the hordes of look-down, or look-away eyes
Incomprehensible actions and reactions,
Piercing comments and numbing judgements,
Seem more painful than sticks and stones.
Exactly in these difficult and challenging times
We can slow down, or better: stop
And practice listening to
and taking care of our daily needs,
And be a loving, patient Mother or a good Friend
to ourselves
for - we have nothing to lose.
© Sangeet Portals 2020
Excerpts from the compilation: “Prayer” - 1 Laughter
I wish that our joy-filled Laughter
Could completely rattle and shake
the apparently impenetrable walls of our castles,
So deep and complete,
That it blows out the rusty nails, bars and broken shutters,
So that the sunlight pours in
And warms our shivering bones
And melts the still frozen places
in our chests, hands and minds.
And the wind blows away and scatters
The old toys that we outgrew years ago
And newspapers
That we collected and treasured our whole lives,
That actually have no purpose
Except to take up valuable space.
© Sangeet Portals 2020
Excerpt from the compilation: “Prayer – 2: Tears
I wish that the healing balsam of our Tears
Create streams
that reach our deepest valleys of sorrow,
And cleanse and sooth our pain.
And the streams become great rivers
that carry away our antique, obsolete
and borrowed suffering and collected debris
of old fears and doubts,
far out to sea.
© Sangeet Portals 2020
heavy rain
inundation
never flood
clear water
Yellow smirk
unclear Smile
Wind blows
Love grows
flowers fly
butterfly
Is this the
Compilation
Of days
Not drinking
Because
To tell the truth
I feel amazing
PLAYING WITH CLICHÉS
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recycle plastics... what goes around comes around
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thirty-six twenty-four thirty-six... fit as a fiddle
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where there's muck there's money... all that glitters isn't gold
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see the facts... use a mirror... don’t get your knickers in a twist
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speak out or... has the cat got your tongue...
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history... good or bad... only time will tell
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true love... every cloud has a silver lining
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how times have changed but.. opposites will always attract...
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mother nature begs... recycle... don’t cry over spilt milk
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who told that lie... all is fair in love and war
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don't whisper... speak up or shut up
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be in it to win it... a bird in the hand is worth two in a bush
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recycle... live long and prosper
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at weddings... many a true word spoke in jest... i do...
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if only... speak now or forever hold your peace
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playing with words... isn't that a cliché...
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Inspired by Silent One's challenge Monoku #5 cliché
https://www.poetrysoup.com/poetry/contests/monoku_5_cliche_11070#MemberContestDescription
bio luminance
natures living light
seasonal displays
natures flashing light
brighter than the shining sun
electric lightening
natures loudest noise
an echoing thunderclap
deafening
spring… summer… autumn…
winter… twelve months… one year done
new calendar time
tap tap… tap tap… hark
lesser spotted woodpecker…
nature rapping… beating time
seed pods one meter
Entada gigas... ten seeds
ocean travellers
colour attraction
flora pollinators… bees
moths follow their nose
Christmas evoking
tales of happiness… times past
white… snowflakes bright
nature… her keyhole
not relevant… has no door
forever… not sure…
reptile scales… their skin
attire… stole from nature
tiles on roofs… walls… floors
bio luminous
biochemical action
the glowworms bright light
anniversaries
birthdays… creation-days… all
everyday events
treats... natures wonders
help to save them don’t pollute
no nature… no life
garden bottlebrush
love… and mother natures help
vandals destroyed it
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